Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-10-01

| TEL him to
Excuse me. He says he's gottuh see
! yeh. If yeh don't come out, he'll come
after yeh. I thought yeh'd ruther-"
\ That's kindly thought off, Maitland
relented. I'm be there in a minute he
added meaningly.
) Hickey took an impassive face to the
i door, where, whether or not
with design he stood precisely
upon the threshold. filing it wlch his
burly shoulders. Maitland bent over
the girl, and TOOK her hand
Dearest" he said gently, please
don't run away from me again"
Her eyes were Drumming, and he read
! his answer in them. Quickly-it was no
| time to harry her emotions further; but
I so much he had felt he must say
he brushed her hand with his lips and
Joined Hickey. Tnrusting the detective
gently into the outer room. with a not
unfriendly hand upon his shoulder.
Maitland closed the door
Now, see here" he said quietly and
firmly, you must help me arrange to
| get this lady away without her becom-
/ ing identified with the case, Hickey.
I'm in a position to say a good word
for you in the right place; she had posi-
lively nothing to do with Anisty," (this,
so far as he could tell, was as black a
lie as he had ever manufactured under
the lash of necessity, 'and-there's
wad in it for the boys who help me
out"
We'll. =" The detective shift
ed from one foot to the other, eying
him intentIy. II guess we can fix it
freight elevator nd side entrance. Yen
have the. cab waitin, nd"
I'm go with the lady, you understand.
and assume all responsibility. You can
come round at your convenience and
arrange the details with me, at my
rooms, since you win be so kind.
II dunno" Hickey licked his lips,
watching with a somber eye the prep
arations being made for the removal
Of Anistys body. "Pd've give farm
if L could've caught that son Of a gun
alivew he added at apparent random.
and vindictively. "All right Yeh be re-
sponsible for tn lady, If she's wanted.
will yeh?'
positively"
81 gottuh have her name nd add
ress."
lis that essentialr
Sure. Gottuh protect myself n case
anythin' turns up. Yeh ought tub know
that"
"I-don't want it to come out" Matt
Land hesitated, trying TO invent a plaus-
lple lie. II
We'll. any one can see how you feel
about it."
Maitland drew a long breath and
anticipated rashly. TITS Mrs. Maitland
he told the man with a tremor.
Hickey nodded, unimpressed. "Uh-huh
knowed that all along" he replied.
"Rut SEEM as yeh didn't want it talked
about :" And, apparently heed
less of Maitland's startled and suspicious
stare: "If yeh're goin to see yer fren'.
yeh better get wiggle on. He won't
last long
who? Bannerman? What the deuce
do you mean?'
He's the Teller 1 plugged in the eleva-
tor, that's all. Put hole through his
lungs. They took him into an Office on
the twenty-first floor, right opp'site the
shaft"
But what in heavens name has he
to do with this CHASTITY mess?"
Hickey turned a shrewd eye upon Matt,
land. IT guess he can tell yeh bettern
me-"
land hurried away, still incredulous and
impressed with a belief, frmer with
every minute. that the wounded man had
been wrongly identified.
He found him as Hickey had said he
would. sobbing out his life, supine upon
the couch of an Office which the janitor
had opened to afford him a place to die
in. Maitland had to force way through
crowded doorway, where the night
Waterman was holding. forJn 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
90. grabbed me an trun me
outer the cage, inter the hall, an then
the shootin' begins, an jumps down.
stairs T. the sixteent moor. :"
Bannerman opened dull eyes as Matt
land entered. and smiled family.
"Ah-h, Maitland" egasped; thought
you'd come"
Racked with sorrow. nothing guessing
of the career that had brought the law
yer to this pass Maitland slipped into
a chair by the head of the couch and
closed his hand over Bannermans club
by. icy fingers.
PROFESSIONAL.
Poor, poor old chap!' he said broken
ly. How in Heaven"
But at Bannerman's look the words died
on his lips. The lawyer moved restlessly.
Don't pity me-" he said in a low tone
This is what 1 might have. expect
ed, / suppose man or Anistys stamp !
. desperate character it's all right |
Dan, my just due. E"
II don't understand, Of course" falter- |
ed Maitland
Rannerman lay still a moment, then !
continued: IT know you don't. That's why |
sent for you =. Member that night |
at the Primordial? When the deuce was !
it? can't think straight long at
a time =. That night 1 dined with you
and touched you up about the jewels?
We had a bully salad, you know. and
spoke about the Graeme affair. ="
Yes, yes"
well . I've been up to that game
for years. I'd find out where the plumber
was. and aAnisty always divided
square. I used to advise him. .