Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1909-11-04


wrong. Didn't you tell me that gun
went in at O o'clock?"
Marsh was thoroughly frightened
now.
"pid l say 9 o'clock7 I've forgotten.
Mr.. Pinckney will know. I'll ask him"
suspicion had become practical Ger.
Trinity III Sommers' mind now. lie
saw he. too. must be diplomatic. He
must not let these people realize what
he suspected He shook his head en-
gerly.
"Oh. don't bother Pinckney. Marsh.
I'll be back In a moment, just as soon
as | get on my working clothes"
And. leaving Marsh in Il cold sweat
of fear. the naval man hurried into
the Office AS soon as the door had
closed after him Pinckney rushed over
to Smith.
NOW. Smith. so to 1t quick" he
commanded
In moment the roar in the big fur.
mace room had increased tremendous
ly. Smith began to below his orders.
The men realizing the important time
had come went to work with will
The hugh traveller was rushed over
above the trap furnac, as fust as 1t
could be moved. The chains were be-
Ing lowered into the trap to draw out
the gun when Marsh caught Pinckney
by the arm.
MIR. Pinckney. don't-don't try it,
he exclaimed "Sommcrs suspects"
Pinckney shook off the restraining
touch.
Let him suspect" he exclaimed con-
temptuously. What difference does
that make? Once get that gun into
the hath without his seeing 1t. l can
beat him. no matter what story he
tells in Washington"
"Eut you can't get 1t ill.," expostu.
lated the frightened draughtsman
Hell he back in minute. He knew
you couldn't beat him or he wouldn't
have left He's gone to put ON bis
working clothes"
For reply Pinckney shook himself
free and shouted to Smith:
Here. Smith. Sommers has just de
lnanded that you be discharged. He
says you can't handle the Job. He's
gone to change his clothes. and he'll
hc back in minute to boss the jol
himself"
That was enough The drunken
foremnn's rage was as fierce as one OF
his own furnaces now.
He has. has he?" he roured above
,xI
Changing steel. IF he comes In here
III throw him in the furnace"
! II don't blame you." supplemented
Pinckney. And Smith. seeing now thu
general manager was behind him IL
whatever he might attempt. was read.
for desperate work
"Herer' he shouted Take my sig
nal whistle. III go over by the doc
and wait for that guy. When h
shows up you signal the men to taxi
out the gun"
when he comes I'M" exclaimed
! Pinckney. amazed. How can yo'
stop his seeing youy"
The foreman laughed brutally, then
STOPPING over. picked up from tn
door short piece Of iron. alread.
blood stained at one end.
"O'Leary." he said briefly, and
turning with the bar in his hand
lurched across. drunkenly confident
toward the path which Sommers mus
cross OH his way In the Office to tn
trap furnaces that contained the Som
| IN ho kNt ~
and transferred to the tempering bath
Marsh had already hurried away
Possible murder was more than h
had counted on when he allowed
Pinckney to bully him into becoming
his fellow cOnspirator.
Pinckney stood ready with the whis
tie in his hand. while the men at thei
places waited. ready to hoist whel
the signal should be given.
The trap was laid. All was in readl
ness when Pinckney saw ragged
dressed girl with Il shawl over he
head hurrying down the furnace roor
from the door through which the me
were accustomed to enter.
Here" he shouted What are 70
doing here? Who are you? Get out!
Instead Of answering the girl ra
on until she had come facing hin
Then she stopped short and threy
back the shawl from her head.
Fincknoy started back in amaze
ment. for instead of Lucy Smith. a
he expected. he looked into the blazin
eyes Of Frances Durant