The Glenwood post., 1910-10-29
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I Go to Pjttsburo,

like that, where you can build up
network of clews that absolutely in
criminate three entirely different peo-
pie, only one of whom can be guilty.
and your faith In circumStantial evi-
dense dies of overcrowding. | never
see shivering. white-faced wretch in
the prisoners dock that l do not bark
back with shuddering horror to the
strange events on the Pullman car
Ontario, between Washington and
Pittsburg, on the night of September
8. last.
Mcknight could tell the story a
great deal better than l. although he
cannot spell three consecutive words
correctly But, while he has imagi-
nation and humor. he is lazy.
ut didn't happen to me. anyhow"
he protested, when l put 1t up to him.
And nobody cares for secondhand
thrills. Besides, you want the un-
vanished and ungarnished truth, and
I'm no hand for that. I'm a lawyer"
So am l, although there have been
times when my assumption in that
particular has been disputed | am
unmarried, and Just old enough to
dance with the grown-up little sisters
of the girls l used to know. | am fond
of outdoors. prefer horses to the afore-
said grown-up little sisters, and with
out sentiment cam" crossed out and
was" substituted.-EdD and COM
pletely ruled and frequently routed by
my housekeeper, an elderly widow.
In fact, of all the men of my ac-
oint nhab hn
prosaic, the least adventurous, the
one man in a hundred who would be
likely to go without deviation from
the normal through the orderly pro-
cession of the seasons. summer suits
to winter fannels, golf to bridge.
So it was queer freak of the de-
mons of chance to perch on my un-
susceptible 3O-year-od chest, tie me
up with a crime, ticket me with a
love affair. and start me on that SEN
,sational and not always respectable
Journey that ended so surprisingly less
than three weeks later in the firms
private office. 1t had been the most
remarkable period of my life. ! would
neither give it up nor live 1t again
under any inducement, and yet all
that l lost was some 20 yards off my
drive!
1t was really Meningitis turn to
make the next journey. l had a
tournament at Chevy Chase for Satur-
day, and a short yacht cruise planned
for Sunday, and when a man has been
grinding at statute law for week. he
needs relaxation. But Mcknight
hno ff
ne had shirked that summer In order
to run down to Richmond, and l was
surly about it. But this time he had
1. new excuse
'I wouldn't be able to look after the
business If did CO." he said He has
a sort of wide-eyed frankness that
makes one ashamed to doubt him.
I'm always car sick crossing the
mountains. It's a fact, Lollie. See
saving over the peaks does it. Why,
crossing the Allegheny mountains has
the gulf stream to Bermuda beaten to
frazzle.'
So ! gave him up finally and went
home to pack. He came later In the
evening with his machine, the Can
nonbaH, to take me to the station, and
he brought the forged notes in the
Bronson case.
n Guard them with your life," he
Warned me. They are more precious
tnan honor. Sew them in your chest
protector. or wherever people keep
valuables. I never keep any. I'll not
be happy until see Gentleman Andy
doing the lockstep."
found my cigarettes and struck al
match on the mahogany bed post with
one movement.
where's the Pirate?" he demanded.
The Pirate is my housekeeper, Mrs.
Klopton, a very worthy woman. so
iabeled-and libeled-because of fe-
rocious pair of eyes and what Nc
Knight called bucaneering nose II
quietly closed the door into the hall.
Keep your voice down, Richey,"
said "She is looking for the evening
paper to see If 1t is going to rain She
has my raincoat and an umbrella wait
ing in the hall"
The collars being damaged beyond
repair, he left them and went to the
window. He stood there for some
time. staring at the blackness that
represented the wall cf the house
next door.
IT'S raining now," he said over his
shoulder, and closed the window and
the shutters. Something in his voice
made me glance up. but he was watch
ing me, his hands idly in his pockets.
who lives next door?" he inquired
in a perfunctory tone, after a pause.
was packing my razor.
House Is empty" returned absent
ly. "If the landlord would put 1t In |
some sort of shape"
0Did you put those notes in your
pocket7" he broke in.
Yes" was impatient. Along |
III my certificates Of registration,