Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-11-07

read his answer In them. Quickly-it
| was no time to harry her emotions
further: but 80 much he had felt he
must say--he brushed her hand with
his lips and Joined Hickey. Thrust
| ing the detective gently into the outer
ROOM with a not unfrlendly hand
upon his shoulder, Maitland closed the
door.
Now. see here" he said quietly and
| firmly, you must help me arrange 10
get this lady away without her becom-
| ing identified with the case. Hickey.
I'm in position to say good word
| for you in the right place: she had
positively nothing to do with Anisty ;"
(this, so far as he could tell, was as
black lie as he had ever manufac-
tured under the lash OF necessity,
"and-there's a wad in It for the boys
who help me out"
well. ;" The detective shift
ed from one foot to the other. eying
him intently. Il guess we can FIX it.
freight elevator nd side entrance.
Yeh have the cab waitin', nd
'Ill go with the lady, you under
| stand, and assume all responsibility.
You can come round at Your con-
venience and arrange the details with
me, at my rooms, since you will be SO
kind"
II dunno" Hickey licked his lips,
watching with somber eye the prep
arations being made for the removal
of Anisty's body. I'D We give farm
II I could We caught that son of gun
alive" he added at apparent random.
and vindictively. "All right. Yeh be
responsible for tn lady, II she's want
ed, will yeh?"
Positively"
II gottuh have her name nd add
ress"
rs that essential!"
Sure. Gottuh protect myself n
case anythin' turns up. Yeh oushttuh
to know that"
I-don't want It TO come out" Matt
land hesitated, trying to invent q
plausible lie.
well, any one can see how you feel
about it"
Maitland drew 4 long breath and
anticipated rashly. ITS Mrs. Matt
land" he told the man with a tremor.
Hickey nodded. unimpressed. "Uh-
huh. l knowed that all along" he
replied. But seem as yeh didn't want
1t talked about :" And, appar-
emily needless OF Maitland's startled
and suspicious stare: IF yeh're goin'
to see yer fren', yeh better get q
wiggle on. He won't last long"
who? Bannerman? What tho
deuce do you mean"
Hes the Teller I plugged in the
elevator, that's all. Put a hole through
his lungs. They took him into an Of
nee on the twenty-arst floor. right
opp'site the shaft"
But what in Heavens name has
he to do with this CHASTITY mess?"
Hickey turned shrewd eye upon
Maitland. IL guess he can tell yeh
better'n me-"
With smothered exclamation,
Maitland hurried away, still incredu-
lous and impressed with belief, firm
err with every minute, that the wound
ed man had been wrongly identified.
He found him us Hickey had said
he would, sobbing out his life, supine
upon the couch Of an ONCE which the
janitor had opened to afford him q
place to die in. Maitland had to force
way through crowded doorway,
where the night-watchman was hold
ing forth in aggrieved incoherence on
the cruel treatment he had suffered at
the hands Of the law-breakers. "A
phrase came to Maitland's ears as he
shouldered through the group.
:" grabbed me an trun me
outer the cage, inter the hall, an then
the shootin' begins, an jumps down
stairs t the sixteent' floor. -. :"
Banrerman opeNd dull eyes rs
Maitland entered, and smiled family.
"Ah-h, Maitland" he gasped;
Thought you'd come"
Racked with sorrow, nothing guess
ing of the career that had brought the
lawyer to this pass, Maitland slipped
into q chair by the head of the couch