The Delta independent. [volume] (Delta, Colo.) 1886-19??, 1911-12-01

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from the middle of the room. and pay
attention to what goes on"
Shortly after that, Griswold was
brought into the room, and the lieu.
tenant. his hands in his pockets, his
shoulders squared. his features cast in
an iron mold confronted the club
man.
How long is this farce going to 30
kept up?" Griswold demanded.
None of that now, Griswold. I've
got the goods on you. The less of that
kind of talk you indulge in. the better
for all concerned. Mrs. Delarochs has
told everything"
Griswold inquired sarcastically.
And what. pray. had she to tell?"
"A great deal more than Mrs. Mis-
sioner knows" answered Britt craft
lily.
Don't you mention that lady's name
In such a place as this!" exclaimed
Griswold with a show of chivalry that
would have gone very we'll before a
Jury. but which was lost on such hard
ened thief-takers as Britt and Man
ming.
mo harm in mentioning her name,
is there. when the lady herself will
be here in few minutes?"
This time there was no stimulation
In the start Griswold gave. He stared
at the detective as IL he doubted his
own hearing.
"Why-why-you simply must not
let her come here" said Griswold
again. 81 would not have her see me
here for anything in the world. Can't
this be arranged somehow? Say. you
know / am not a poor man"
Britt grinned at him.
"Oh. l know you can't be bought"
said Griswold. But this is a serious
matter to me. 1t means my whole
future. l don't want Mrs. Missioner
to come here and see me a prisoner.
1t will be different when the case
comes to trial. will have counsel
then. and can take care OF myself.
but just now I'm helpless. Don't bring
the woman here to make her lose all
respect for me; oh. man, don't queer
mel"
Millicent Delaroche from the alcoye
heard and saw all that passed be
tween the men. She gripped the slen-
der arm of her chair until her taper
ing fingers curving around It bit into
her pink palm. She watched the I'M
mistakable agitation Of the prisoner
until no doubt remained in her mind
OF his attitude toward Mrs. Missioner.
Then her rage brobe through all re-
straint. Casting the detectives eau
ton to the winds, she strobe to the
center of the room and lowered above
Griswold. as. thunderstruck at sight
OF her-in his self-centered pride Of
what might happen. he had utterly for
gotten for awhile her presence in Po-
lice Headquarters-he moved uneas-
lily in his chair.
"Perjurer," she screamed. Liar!
Migrate! Thief"
Each word was like the snap Of a
lash that brought a wincing start from
Griswold as II black snake whip
had stung him. He stretched his
hands toward her imploringly.
"Millicent!" he cried.
Never call me by that name again"
she almost screamed. II wish I could
forget every occasion on which you
have dared to utter 1t. You wretch"
and she wrung her hands futilely. as
II she would like to clasp them about
his throat.
Fitch opened the door softly and
looked in. Behind him stood Elinor
| Holcomb and Detective Williams. At
sign from Britt. they entered the
room noiselessly and stood beside the
door. Before Williams could close It
| upon them, Mrs. Missioner and Brux-
ton Sands appeared on the threshold
| Mrs. Delaroche turned to Britt in
cold fury, an Icy reaction from her
volcanic rage of the moment before.
81 will tell you all you wish to
know. lieutenant" she said II will
tell you all | know about Mr.. Girls
void. He is the man. Mrs. Della
roche continued. who stole Mrs. Mis-
sioner's diamonds"
The wealthy widow. standing near
the door. put her hand to her heart as
II about to faint from the shock.
Sands. his only thought being to sup
1 port her In such trying moment. for
got the presence OF all the others.
and passed his arm about her shout
ders to steady her slightly swaying
form. Elinor, with little sigh. turned
to Fitch and clasped both his hands
with unmistakable tenderness. Then
her head sank upon his shoulder. and
the doctor. holder than Sands, en-
circled her waist with his arm.
Britt. without making a move to in
terrupt Mrs. Delaroche. stretched one
hand behind him and pressed a button
that communicated with the room
where Gordon and Hicks waited with
the four Hindoos. The connecting door
opened and the Orientals could be
seen within. Mrs. Delaroche, OBJ
sorbed in her own grievances. intent
only upon vengeance that should shat.