The Washington herald., 1909-05-30
:ond i'm the Series of
1.-The Real Detect
i've Stories
By Dirk Van Doren

M that will reply TO more questions
M without the advice of counsel
W The chief laughed, and II was not
n pleasant laugh to hear
W You're a fine specimen of young
# manhood, aren't your" he said with
M an expression OF such cold con
tempt in his voice that Benton
Gore writhed under it. lie did not
know that the head of the police
was striving to make him lose his tenn
per, and his courage.
"Rounders like you, with money
than brains, get to be bughouse. You're worse than
lowest order of thugs and thieves You think be-
cause you're Benton Gore that you're immune from
police interference. I'll tell you right now Gore,
IL you're not railroaded to the chair It won't be
because of any fault in this office. Men of your
stamp are a curse to society. You tried to bribe
the officer who brought you here-didn't your"
Answer mel"
Call it bribe If you like; I don't care. Of
fered him hundred dollars to let me-"
"Oh! You did. You're fine smartaleck, you
are! Take him away, Coyle. Search him and then
lock him up"
He nodded to the two policemen who brought
Gore into the room. They stepped behind tne pris'
and while one seized his arms and pulled
them backward, the other began a rapid, but
the less thorough search of his clothing Within
two minutes Benton Gore was divested of every
thing he possessed save only the clothing he wore;
and the sum of 1t all heaped in pile on
small table. He struggled and protested, but
speedily discovered that It could not be avoided.
When the pile complete, and Gore had not so
much as a lead pencil remaining he was whirled
around and shot out of the room by the officer
who held his arms. The other policeman glanced
inuuiringy at his chief. who nodded grimly.
"Come back here in ten minutes, Coyle," he said.
Tell Rigby wait moment. Close that door
| want you TO roughhouse that swell when you get
him downstairs. Don't hurt him any, but make
him think that for once in his life he's up against
a proposition where his money and his influence
won't cut any ice. Let him know just how insig
nihcant he is. Come back here in ten minutes;
not sooner"
wv HEN the chief was alone, he went to the table
w whereon Cores possessions were deposited
He lifted each article separately from the confused
heap and put it aside with a precision OF system
that would have amazed you or me; but 1t was
system to which he was accustomed and in
which he exact that 1t amounted to mere
routine He opened the cases Of fine gold watch;
there was a monogram engraved inside the front
half; from the back the face of a young woman
smiled out upon him; he snapped the cases shut
and laid the watch aside. He rapidly scanned
some letters a loaded thirty-two calibre revolver
elected only cursory, although comprehensive
glance, and he hurried through the other articles
and then he left them in exactly the same confused
condition before, and was reading letter when
Coyle returned.
Hes a stubborn youngster chief l put him
I'm number three" said the policeman. The chief
nodded and dismissed him.
Alone again. he jotted down names and address
es taken from Cores card case and address book
he devoted two three minutes TO an examination
of Cores revolver with the aid OF bankers mag
nfying glass; he wrote down the initials c. T.
against one OF the names he had copied, and drew
a circle around it with his pencil and at last ne