The Washington times., 1910-06-29

| a SOUND, Tar down the wood and ave
nue., drew his attention. a sound OF
some one whistling. then the tap-tap-
zap Of FOOTBALLS on the hard gravel.
/ somebody's coming.P remarked HaT-
/ sreave; shall we so ia?''
| NOT answered WaldrOn curtly I'm
past the goinE-in stage. From now on.
/ ] stay out, face anybody, everybody;
look the world in the face and dare il
! 70 name met
He drew a cigar case from his pocket.
offered a smoke to HargreaVe, and Sc
lected one himself.
Not" he repeated, watching the
match blaze up with almost colorless
! naIue in the clear sunlight mo. In
1 Tree now. Let men come, all men, who
| ever wiz"
/ The footsteps drew near. Presently
( the two perceived a figure coming round
! the next turn Of The drive. a figure
/ somewhat bent and thin, but striding
/ along boldly enough, with =. certain ef-
/ ironlery which cOntrasted with the
| shabby clothes
/ The man stopped wEistling when he
( saw HargTeaVC and N:aldTOu sitting IN
! the log. He paused a Snbment, hesiJant,
1 then came forward again.
] Weir uuerIed AaldrOn curtly-
! Wei, my good fellOv., what is ii you
/ waut2' The tone wasi paUrOniZing, yet
| Hargreave detected an: uneasy tone; he
I saw WaldrOn's face change. as though
: fear were cOnte1diug with assurance.
( The man stopped in; front of them,
! touched his hat and looked from one
: 70 the other with INDIGESTION
/ 'WellH' asked WaldTOu again. Har-
( grcave, looking at the newcomer. de-
I tected the cropped half, the prison pal
{ Tor that revealed his IDENTITY
I Either o. YOU gentlemen tell me
whore Cedar Grove villa might be:'
I questioned the man.
/ Right along up this drive, about
quarter of a mile. Why
I'm lookin' for the iowner. Is he AT
i am the ov. ner. Wi1at do you want
with me-" said Waldron.
/ "YOu2 Why-some mistake, / guess.
! The man removed his cap and wiped
I his sw saty forehead with a none TOO
+ clean handkerchief. Plain to see, he
Z had been walking far and fast.
/ NO mistake at all said Waldron-
] 81 own the villa Looking for a job.
I are your If so, there's nothing here
! "LOOkin' for the Owner-man with
/ sort of hook nose. gray musJache'
big, tall man. answered the new
/ conner, plainly puzzled.
: "Oh, YOU mean Lawlor, DO you2"
. Wv hy-er-yes, j guess so. Lewlor.
1 yes-he went by that name q while.
I "WeU, LawIOr'S gone. he went Two
at singularly low figure. Left every
thing, work. people and all and dis
appeared. Seemed 20 DE in a great
} hurry. for some reason or other.
oh, he did, did he? Did he say
/ where he was gOin', now. by any
/ chance The man seemed highly
J aEIJaJcd.
NO. But his luggage was marked
! Java. said something about a hunt
i ing trip, / believe. Why
"HUutin' trip cried the man. W. IN
. mingled scOru and bitter disappon &
ment Likely huntin' trip he II make.
I say, now, did he just happen L make
/ any mention OF eEpectiu' anybody,
/ ehg' he queried with feverish eager.
; ness.
Did he. Edwards asked WaIdron
4 lnnocently, turning TO the doctor.
Hear him say anything about exp
ing any body Hargredve felt Wal
drOn's elbow slightly nudge him in
an affirmative way not TO be mlsln-
terpretsd.
why. now that 1 think Of it," tho
. surgeon answered. Il DO believe no
SAID something about man nance
I Grlmes-OT SimOnds-Or something OF
! that sort. What"
WAS it Syme2" almost shouted the
man.
"Syme, An, that was It; I thought
SOL broke In Waldron- Il think he got
. one or two letters from him THAI upset
/ MS nerves good deal, He seemed 20
. be afraid-Uneasy. i I'm not mistaken
his hunting trip was undertaken rather
& III hurry. He didn't seem 10 want to
> see the man, for some reason or other.
/ Why, what about iJ2'
( The question was snapped out with
What about il? Why, Syme, that's
( me.' exclaimed the man, thrown of his
/ guard by chagrin and sUrL Use. Il want
( 10 see Lawl r! Want TO. badr'
We'll, You cant my good fellow.
That is, unless you've got a ticket to
Java To EaEnikaWa Java. sir. And.
what's more. let me tell you this" He
. paused, as though 10 recOllect some fact
or other. HaTgreave, watching the man
closely, as the man raced MdLdrOn. saw
not the faiHtest SClnJllia of recognition.
. Let me tell YOU this LaWlOr gave this
Syme whoever he may be, a bad name
10 me said that he was a jailbird
Curse hint What did he say2" cried
the man with sudden, hot anger.
a jailbird. yes. that was it. a muir
derCr, who, through some technicality.
, got of with less than four years. He
told me. also
NV hat2'
ITO have him either put off the estate.
/ or else arrested as Vasrant.'
"Oh, the Internal villain! Why-I-
he"
There, now, that's quite enough"
cried WaIdron, his voice rising stern
and menacing. Not another word, sir,
Come, III have no talk Ike that, by
gentleman. Ee got no from the log,
and, standing supported by his cane,
faced the Infatuated Syue. From what
LawlOr said, / believe you're after
blaChmai or some such deVi!ish wick
edncSS. For one red cent I'd have you
locked up. and prefer charges against
You myself, Ny FRIEND here" jerking
Ia thumb back at HarErsave, is one Of
the biggest criminal lawyers in the
State Never fear but we'd ferret out
your record and send you up for ten
years, or lOugCT-maybe for life"'
Syme Easped, caught his breath and
turned even a shade paler than before
Then a G.-V red fUsh-slow. Ominous-
crept over mis- brutaliZed face.
Come. stir a stump March, Peg
along out Of herer' commanded Wal
drOn The doctor, standing up, too, lost
acting of this strange, versatile man,
whose stimulation of injured pride and
outraged dignity was as perfect as his
Disguise. We'll, are you going, TO move,
or uCt2'
Syme mad with rage. answered not;
but his right hand lcaped back 10 his
hip p0Cver Not quick enough. tnCuEh.
for Waldrou's heavy. steel-shod cane
crashed down upon his head. 1t broke
there Syme, with a curse, threw up
both hands and fell with a thud-
Waldrou laughed jOvially. His anger
vanished. All his good spirits re-
turned as he bent over the fellow.
mo harm done here. eh. doctor" he
inquired pulling of Syme's cap. only
stunned I'll have the auto down here
in five minutes and let my chauffeur
carry him over 20 Yarmouth. where the
nearest lookup is. The sight Of brass
buttons VIII sober any man that's ever
worn stripes, believe mel Coming
alOng2"
NO. III stay here till the machine