Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1910-03-03

case circuit all right"
Home now" terked the managing
editor.
yep"
Think she'll stay thereY
"She might"
"Well, she can't II we print this, SO
let's forget It."
But we've had man on 1t two
days." persisted Downs. We're the
only paper that's got it."
"Well, we won't be the one to kick
her down." pronounced Brand, turning
his head away to end the conversation.
"All right. just as you say"
The telephone bell rang Brand took
off the receiver.
Hello! Tell Mr.. Dupuy Pm busy"
he cried after taking the message.
what? Send him in. That's all.
Downs. See that they take care of
Dillon, will your
The night editor nodded in the af-
firmative and gazed rather curiously
at Brand as he went out.
Dupuy came into Brands office with
a most circumspect and deferential air.
Dressed in evening clothes. carrying
his silk hat in his hand and with a
boutonniere Of dollhouse violets in his
lapel, he gave every indication of be-
ing the society figure that his name
and wealth had made possible for him.
The lawyer lobbyist walked directly
to the desk at which Brand was seat
ed. In reply to the managing editors
salutation he bowed stifi1y and leaned
forward over the desk.
Several moments elapsed before Du-
puy spoke. He was trying to put his
opening words in the most judicious
language, and well he might hesitate
when one considers the nature Of his
evil errand.
''The gentleman who was coming to
see you tonight" at last he said care
fully, has had to go to the opera with
his daughter. He has asked me to
come in his stead"
An expression Of complete bewilder-
ment spread over the others face
"a gentleman? What gentleman
he interrrogated.
Dupuy was mOmentarily nonplused.
"Why, the gentleman who-ah, with
whom you made an appointment for 8
o'clock this evening-here-at your Of
fee"
Brand still refused to show his hand.
II should be very glad to hear what
you have to say, Mr.. Dupuy, but,
frankly. l don't know what you are
driving at"
The visitor was annoyed. He was
positive that Bartelmy would not send
him on wild goose errand. Surely
the judge and Brand had come to
terms regarding the silence Of the Ad-
vance as to the Lansing Iron case de-
cisiOn. The editor was playing with
him now, he knew-dangling him on a
verbal hook to tantalize him.
"Oh, come, you know who I mean
Bartelmy!' snapped the judges despi-
cable tool.
Judge Bartelmyr exclaimed Brand
IN surprise. "Well. what about him?"
Dupuy produced a card, which the
editor glanced at.
whats this?" he asked. Then he
read: '' 'Dupuy will represent me- In
what?
He started to put the card in his
pocket.
Perhaps you would better let me
have that so l can return it to him."
Dupuy reached eagerly for the card,
which Brand slowly extended to him.
'This refers to that transaction of
which you and he were speaking this
afternoon" continued the lawyer.
Brand laughed loudly.
well. Dupuy, Pm poor hand at
guessing riddles. give it up. What's
the answer"
The lawyer became impatient.
1.-The transaction involving the-ah-
The 1nvestment-of a certain-sum Of
money" he explained haltingIy.
"A business deal | was going into
with the judge?" In amazement.
Precisely
IF l had any business with the
judge, Dupuy. would prefer to do 1t
with the judge
But l am his plenipotentiary
"Mhm, mimi" grunted Brand mega
lively.
You are rather unreasonable,
Brand" A wearied and hopeless look
began to show in the lawyers visage.
The young editor noted this and re-
solved to temporize with and exasper-
ate this man whom he despised above
all others, even above Bartelmy him.
self. Bartelmy, believed Brand, even
II he was a scoundrel, actually had
superior mental ability, was brilliant
thinker and acted boldly in many of
his dishonest transactions on the bench.
But Dupuy-he was to Brand the hang
er-on, the skulker, the vandal jackal
that devoured corpses in the night that
Drawer animals had fought and killed
by day. His eyes blinked in the light,
did Dupuy's. 1t was in the under.