Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-03-12

The older man nodded II thought
you wouldn't Very well: and now you
listen, If you try to get into my house.
or if you're seen with my daughter,
you will be Immediately arrested =
do you hear, sir, Immediately! And
if that socialist preacher from the set
Element, Monckton, shows up around
there, either, you'll be landed in cell
within an hour l don't propose TO
have any >clandestine marriage behind
my back"
Hammond smiled broadly. ARREST
ed? For speaking to your daughter?
Nonsense
ooh, no, Hammond His employer
shook his head and grinned triumph.
antly. "You will be arrested for the
embezzlement of-let's see-well call
1t $3,S4379." He turned to his desk
and scrubbed the amount on pad.
That's what you'll be arrested for!
Tut, tut, now!" AS the young man
took threatening step toward him.
Keep your temper; play the game,
play the camel"
But I haven't embezzled cent OF
your money!" cried Hammond, flu
riously.
81 know it, Mr.. Cushway nodded
again. "But I guess If said you had
the polic'd lock you up, wouldn't
they?" He waited for an answer, but
none was forthcoming. Hammond
knew they would.
"I'll fix it so they won't touch you
as long as you keep away" he con-
tinued. "I'll say my chain of evidence
isn't quite completed. But I'll tell the
chief that If Monckton or you goes
to the house, or you meet Ethel any
where, it's a signal I'm ready. And
they'll nab you. So you see. it's all
up to you. Agree to an armistice till
get back, and you won't be molested.
Otherwise He waved a plump,
pink hand negligently, and continued:
"Of course, if they do get you I'll see
you're released"
Thanks rejoined the secretary
ironically. We'll" he said, ungra-
ciously at last. "supposing agree to
this armistice?" sFt
"Um-well, I'll make no promises.
But we'll see."
The secretary laughed scornfully.
"That means you'd pack Ethel off to
Europe for year,
Hammond took one or two agitated
turns across the luxurious private Of
flee Then he stopped before the COM
placent magnate. why do you object
to me as son-in-law?" he demanded.
"No man is hero to his boss he
observed.
1t was 4 O'Clock Of bitter winters
day. The mercury registered zero.
An arctic wind drove lances of snow,
fine and singing as sand, before It,.
Detectives Mooney and McGill of the
Central station, with, overcoat col
lars turned up, stood guard on the
Cushway home with what patience
they could muster; Mooney watched
the front of the house; McG!ll
trampled through foot of snow in
the alley in the rear.
Both cursed with great fiuency and
persistence, matchmaking Cushway,
Hammond and the Rev. Mr.. Monckton
impartially Except for few hours
respite during the previous night they
had been on watch constantly for more
than thirty hours.
Neither Hammond nor Monckton
had attempted to visit the Cushway
home: nor, in fact, had any one else.
McGill found it livelier In the alley,
especially the second day. Delivery
wagons plowed their way through
the drifts. An olive-skinned peddler,
with huge pack of fabrics which he
earnestly-and untruthfully- declared
to have been struggled from Persia,
went from back door to back door,.
tempting the maids with his gandy dis
play.
The gasman was the first to enter
Cushway's by way Of the alley that
afternoon. He was followed present
ly by plumber with his kit of tools,
smudge of grease and four days
growth of beard adjoining his face. A
broad shouldered grocers' boy, NUT
fed to the eyes, pulled in with bas-
ket The plumber, as usual, mad for
gotten important tools, and went back
to his shop for them. He borrowed a
match from McGill on his way out.
Returning presently, he paused for
a few moments to chat with the
watcher Hungry for human COM
partnership. McGiil guardedly ex-
planned his vigil. Also he ventured
the assertion that "old man Cushway
must have a pull like four horse
team, or the chief wouldn't be stand
ing for such monkey business as
this
Shortly after o'clock Cushway's
carriage drew up to the house. He
grinnea with satisfaction at sight OF
the watchers, for their presence
proved Hammond had not ventured
to call. On being dismissed with
generous tip, they left.
The man servant took Cushway's
bag, and the magnate walked spring
lily up the steps. At the door OF the
library he stopped, paralyzed; for
there, awaiting his coming, were his
placid wife and pretty daughter, his
secretary and the Rev. Mr.. Monck-
ton
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