Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-01-14

held out her hand. "It's AN agree
ment."
But Murgatroyd purposely ignored
her hand and abruptly turned away,
saying:
''This matter must be closed at
once"
And with confident ''rll be back in
half an hour Mrs. Challoner passed
out of the door. which Murgatroyd
had softly and noiselessly unlocked.
The man who presently was brought
out Of the barred anteroom and taken
before the prosecutor might from his
manner have been anything from a
aoorwalker Of big department store
to a manager of a renowned raths-
keller. In the matter Of general adorn-
ment of the person, however, Pemmi-
can of the low brow was an exception
to his class. No diamond blazed from
his shirt front or fingers. Moreover, he
was dressed In the most somber blacks,
and under his soft felt hat the hair
was brushed with scrupulous care.
"Pemmican," said Murgatroyd, all
geniality and good fellowship now,
chow are they treating your And
then, with chuckle, You look peak
ed. my mani"
Pemmican answered peevishly:
mo wonder I'm all to the bad. But
why am kept locked up in this house
of detention?"
McGrath grinned and spoke.
witnesses is wary game and scarce,
SO we keep 'em In cold storage. See?"
Pemmican whined to the prosecutor:
You made my bail so Internally
large that my friends would not put it
up for me-"
II did it purposely." Murgatroyd de-
clared. you are the only witness, and
I've got to keep you where your friends
cannot reach you"-here faint flush
spread over the prosecutors counte-
nance-"cannot corrupt you. Pemmi,
can"
Murgatroyd nodded dismissal to
McGrath, and, going over to a table in
the center of the room. he drew to
him sheet of foolscap.
Come here, Pemmican!" he said.
"Just sketch me here on this paper a
little plan showing the position of the
men in Room A that night"
"Sure," volunteered Pemmicah. talk
ing the proffered pencil Now. here
was Colonel Hargraves, here vas
He stopped abruptly. for he had seen
that in Murgatroyds hand wallet
marked 'R. H."
go on" said Murgatroyd.
"And here was''- Pemmican stop
ped again.
what are you looking at?" Murga-
troyd asked. ooh, that?" he said cas-
ually and passed the wallet to Penn
mican.
Pemmican started and backed away.
II don't want it. 1t amt mine.
don't know what it is. What is it
anyhow" he gulped. mo, counselor"
he added, land, besides, wasn't look
ing at IT.
Murgatroyd patted the wallet.
ut was Colonel Hargraves' pocket.
book" he said. Il thought you rec
ognized it."
Never saw it before, counselor" he
repeated sulkily, never saw it be-
fore"
''You must have seen it, persisted
Murgatroyd. Its pretty well worn.
and he must have carried it q long
time. He was one of your patrons
The fact is, Pemmican," he went on,
this wallet was the occasion of my
sending for you just now. am in
formed that when Hargraves last car
ried 1t the wallet was full of bills. and
when he was found in the street it
was quite empty. 1t is mere detail,
but should like to know whether
Challoner robbed this man as we'll as
killed him."
Pemmican slowly shook his head.
Cant help you out" he answered,
"for l never saw the wallet. don't
know"
Murgatroyd went off on another
tack.
very we'll, then. But there's an
other thing that you may clear up
By the way, Pemmican, perhaps you
don't know that Challoner has CON
fessed?"
Pemmican cried joyfully:
Confessed? Gee, that's good!
Great! 1t just had to come to that"
YES" conceded Murgatroyd, but
there's another thing which bothers
me, though don't know that it COM
plicates matters exactly. It's mere
detail again. Challoner says he shot
his man in Room A in Cradlebaugh's.
You say the quarrel took place there,
that Hargraves went out first and that
Challoner followed him. Hargrayes,
as we know, was found dead in the
street above. That's right, isn't it?'
Sure" returned Pemmican positive
~. II didn't see him fire the shot
Nobody saw that. It's good, thing,
though, because between you and me,
prosecutor, Notwithstanding my testi-
mony. thought that you'd have some
trouble In making out case. Cir
cumstances Is something, but they
amt everything, you know"
Murgatroyd seemed satisfied. Now