Daily Arizona silver belt., 1910-05-22

uut suun ailer | engaged myself to look after him word was brought to the department that a poor woman had been murdered, cheap music hall dancer. She had seen better days. however"
 Lord Ronsdale. who had been look ing away. yawned as if finding the police agent ..wordy." then strolled to the rail.
 Suspicion pointed strongly In his direction, aad we got him after a struggle. lt was hard fight. with out referee. and maybe we used him a little rough. but we had to. Then Dandy Joe was brought in. Joe's a plain. mean little gambler and race track follower with courage not big enough for broad operations. But he had a wide knowledge of what we term the thieves catacombs, and, well, he peached on the big fellow-gave testimony that was of great service to the prosecution. The case seemed clear enough. There was some sort of contrary evidence put in. but 1t didn't amount to anything. His record was against him. and he got heavy sen tence. with death as the penalty if he ever sets foot in England again."
 Sir Charles assisted his lady from her chair. Coming. RonsdaleT
 Believe won't go down." drawled the nobleman at the rail. "Air better up here" be explained.
 Sir Charles laughed. got together the other members of his party, and all followed Mir. Gillett to narrow con- panfonway. There strong iron door stopped their progress: but. taking 6 key from his pocket. the police agent thrust 1t into great paddock. gave 1t turn and swung back the barrier. Before them stretched long aisle. at ,slch end of which stood soldier with a musket On one side were the cells. small. heavily barred.
 MT Gillett peered into the cells at his charges with keen, bright gaze that had in 1t something of the ami nal tanners zest for his part.
 Well. how are we all today?" he ob- served in his most animated manner to the guard 'All doing wellT
 "No complained of being i'll. but l say it's only the dumps. No. IA has been garrulous."
 "Garrulous. eh? Not little fighty?" The guard nodded. Mir. Gillett whis- pered a few instructions and asked a number of other questions. Meanwhile the child had paused before one of the cells and. fascinated. was gazing with in. What was 1t that held her-the pity of the spectacle. the terror of 1t? Her blue eyes continued to rest on the convict. young fellow of no more than one-and-twenty of magnificent proportions, but with face sodden and brutish. For his part he looked at her open mouthed. with an expression of stupid surprise at .the sight of the fig ure so daintily and slenderly fashion ed, at the tangles of bright golden hair that seemed to have imprisoned some of the sunshine from above.
 "Well. I'm blowed!" he muttered hoarsely. 'Where'd you come from? Looks like one O them bally Christ mas dolls had dropped offen some counter in Fleet street and got in here by mistaken
 A mist sprang to the blue eyes. She held her white, pretty fingers tight against her breast. Tt must be ter rible here" she said falteringly.
 The convict laughed harshly.. "Hellr he said laconicaily.
 The child trembled. I'm sorry" she managed to say.
 The fierce dark eyes stared at her, "Wbat for?'
 Because you have to stay here"
 "Well, Im''-- But this time he ap- parently found no adequate adjective. If this ain't the rummiest Christmas dollv
 She put out her hand. Here's some thing for you. poor man." she said as steadily as she could. Its my King George gold piece. date 1762. and be- longed to my father. who wore it on his watch chain and who is dead. Per haps they'll let you buy something with 1t"
 He looked at the hand. If she ain't stickin' out her duke to me right through the bars. Blamed if she ain't! Looks like lily-a bally white lily" he repeated wonderingly, "one of them kind we wonst run acrost when the cap turned up adrift on an island jest to waller in green grassr
 Don't you want it?" said the child. .
 He extended great, coarse hand hesitatingly. as if half minded to and half minded not to touch the white finger tips.
 You ain't afraid?"
 The golden head shook ever so slight ly. Again the big hand went toward the small one. then suddenly dropped.
 Right this way. m'lord-m'lady" The face of the convict abruptly chang ed Fury. hatred. blind instinct to kill. were unmistakably revealed in his as he heard the bland voice of the police agent From the child's hand the gold disk fell and rollnd undpr tho wuDdpn Slab that