Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-06-20

| A clerk helped him identity tne artl-
 cles and ultimately clucked with per
 functory note. 'Slxpence each, please.p "l-ah-pardony
 "Sixpence each. the fixed charge. sir.
 For every twenty-four hours or frac-
 tion thereof, sixpence per parcel" | "Oh. thank you SD much." said Kirk | wood sweetly. "l will call tomorrow" | Very good. sir. Thank you. sir" l Five times sixpence is two and six, !" Kirkwood computed, making his way hastily out of the station lest worse 1 thing befaI him. No, bless your
 heart-not while two and eight repre- sents the sum total of my fortune" | He wandered out into the night He could not finger round the station till dawn. and what profit to him if he | did1 Even were lie to ransom his | trunks one can scarcely change one 5 clothing in Il public waiting room. | Somewhere in the distance a great ! clock chimed single stroke freighred sore with melancholy. 1t knelled the ! passing of the half hour after mia. | night. witching hour when every | public shuts up tight and gentiemen | Ill top hats and evening dress are doomed to pace the pave till day | (barring they have homes or visibie. means of support,-till day, when pawnshops open and such personal ef- fects as watches and hammered silver ! cigar cases may be hypothecated. What | was he to do? An hour passed. Through this long hour Kirkwood walked without pause.
 Another clock somewhere changed resonantly twice. The world was very still. And 30. wandering foot loose In wilderness of ways. turning aimiess- ly. now right. now left. he found him self in Frognall street.
 kirkwood identined it with start and guilty tremor. He stopped stock still m an unreasoning state of semi panic. arrested by n silly impulse to turn and fly. as if the bobby whom he deserted approaching him with meas ured stride. pausing now and again to try door or dash his bullseye down an area. were to be expected to iden- tify the man. responsible for that racket raised ere midnight In vacant No. Q.
 At the corner he swerved and cross ed. still possessed of his devil of in- spiration. IL would be unfair to him to say that he did not struggle to re- sist it. for he did. because it was fair ly and egregiously asinine; yet. strug sling. his feet trod the path to which 1t tempted him.
 Why" he eXpostulated feebly, "l might as well turn back and beat that bobby over the head with my cane" But at the moment his hand was in his change pocket. feeling over that same brass door key which earlier he had been unable to account for. and he was informing himself how very easy 1t would have be5n for the soy ereign purse to have dropped from his waistcoat pocket while he was sliding on his ear down the dark staircase To recover 1t meant. at the least. shel- ter for the night. followed by decent comfortable and sustaining morning meal Fortified by both he could re- deem his luggage. change to clothing more suitable for daylight travelling. pawn his valuablcs and enter into nego- tiations with the steamship company for permission to exchange hls pas sage. with sum to boot. for trans portation on another llner--a most feasible project, temptation all but irresistible!
 But then-the risk. Supposing. for night watchmnn to have taken up a transient residence in No. 9, sup. posing the police to have entered with him and found the stunned man on the second floor. would the watchman not h" ririlant for another nocturnal would not the police now, more than ever. be Keeping a wary eye on that house of suspicious happen inSs?
 Decidedly to re-enter it would be to incur n deadly risk. And yet undoubt- edly. beyond question. bis sovereign purse was waiting for him somewhere on the second flight of stairs. while
 his means of clandestine entry lay warm In his fngers-the key to the dark entry, which he had by force of habit pocketed after locking the door on leaving the house with Dorothy.
 He came to the Hog-inthe Pound
 Its windows were dim with low turned gasights. Down the covered alleyway Quadrant news slept in a dusk. but fitfully relieved by lamp or two round which the friendly mist clung close and thick.
 There would be none to see.
 Skulking. throat swollen with fear. heart beating like snare drum. Kirk wood took his chance. Buttoning his overcoat collar up to his chin and CUTS ing the fact that his hat must stand out like chimney pot on detached house. he sped on tiptoe down the cob bled way and close beneath the house walls of Quadrant news: but. half
 way in. he stopped. confounded by m unforeseen difficulty. How was he to fdo1t;py th., poi.r,.xv opfry of Nh a