Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-04-20
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Inph Of .hls years Of pursuit In the
underworld. But We found the goods
on sher. y heyaddSd smilingly.
Her career was part Of the Gle
mental knowledge Of the assembled
detectives and the Chief dismissed
her quickly. \ .a
A"The chances are she'll do 4 long
stretch this trip" he commented.
Every condition Of moral obliquity
was represented In that shifting line
Of prisoners. There were youths. still
In the formative period Of their Grim
inal careers, vying with the old-timer1
IN the forced bravado Of their do
meanors. Others there were, shame
faced and sad, overcome with remorse
and praying silently for the termina-
ton Of the painful spectacle. Still
others. old men and young men, re-
earding the proceedings with the in
difference Of disinterested spectators.
And there were women, too. from tho
bedizened badger queen" her hair
and complexion as false q the Jewels
shimmering from her fingers and
throat, to the tremulous, weeping res
taurant cashier accused Of some petty
defalcation. They represented types
as varied as the emotions struggling
within them, but as they stood side
; by side facing the expressionless
masks, they seemed headed toward
! the same ultimate destiny. One after
another they stepped forward for In
epection1u the limo was exhausted.
When the last Of them had hled out
OF the room, tho detectives did not re-
move their masks, as was the custom.
Instead, they etood about in q high
fever Of expectancy. Quizzical glances
were cast in tho direction OF the door
leading to the cells. Suddenly the
men bulked forward, as II inspired by
common impulse Of curiosity. Tho
swish of skirts, accompanied by the
tread of masculine feet, sounded In
the doorway. A woman's form, her
head bent to her breast, her limbs IN
able to bear the weight OF her frail
body, was being half dragged, half
carried into the room. All the life
seemed to have drained out Of her.
Her hair hung disordered over her
shoulders, her hands swung Imply,
like loose pendulums.
"Elinor Holcomb!" cried the lieu.
tenant.
Donnelly and Carson. each with an
arm under her shoulder, propped her
sinking form.
LIT your head" commanded the
Chief.
Tho order fell on deaf ears. She
seemed as ono in the last agony of q
mortal illness.
Lift it for her." came in a. voice
Of mingled sternness and compassion.
Donnelfy's hand new to her chin.
fitting her face upward. For an In
slant she raised her heavy eyelids:
then recofled az from blow. The,
crowd Of masked spectators foated
before her eyes Ike hideous specters
Of . horrid dream. A low groan, ike
the last lament Of q tortured soul,
came from her lips. She seemed turn
cd into mass Of jelly.
Take her away" commanded the
Chief. and the two detectives carried
her out Of the room.
Accused OF stealing the Missioner
diamonds was the curt explanation
Of her presence. In harsh mono
tone. the Chief read the various Head
quarters orders to the force. and then
the men not engaged on old work re-
ceived their assignments Of new
cases. AS abruptly az he had entered.
the head Of the Bureau left the room
and retired to his private once. Then
he summoned Donnelly and Carson.
Takes it pretty bad. ?" he asked.
Like all the swell ones when
they're nabbed the first time" an
swered Carson.
Had to call the doctor twice dur
Ing tho night, the matron tells me-
informed Donnelly.
Did she make any statement on
the way to Headquarters!" inquired
the Chief.
Nothing but Mysteries" Carson an
swered.
"And she's in no condition to be
Questioned now" added Donnelly.
Anyone been inquiring for herr"
the Chief suddenly snapped.
EYES," flashed hack Donnelly. His
eyes lit with . crafty glow. Some
guy who says he's doctor and en-
gagged to marry her has been hang
ing around here all morning. Wants
to know how he can get her out.
Looks as II he might b mixed up In
It, 80 I'm having him Swallowed"
"Good!s commented the Chief. "If
any lawyer calls. tell him she's in no
condition to be seen. We don't want
anyone to SEQ her until we've ques-,
toned her"
It was late In the afternoon before
Miss Holoomb was escorted into the
tnQuigatorial chamber. She had fallen
iAto . Atful Slumber on the rude iron
bed that projected from the wall OF
her cell, when Donnelly ana Carson
opened the grated door and called her
out Of her sleep. She gave startled
gasp when she saw them, Q convulsive
shudder racked her frame. A sudden
influx Of painful memories overwhelm-
ed her with q pitiful sense Of helpless.