The Elbert County tribune., 1911-12-08

tne Other fellow was undoubtedly win
ming out. He always plays the game" :"
Well, maybe he does," said Britz;
but. from what I've observed in my
journey through life. this lc7e game
Is one that is played without any
rules. I've known men who would take
million II 1t were handed to them on
platter. yet who'd go pretty close to
mix-up with the Grand Jury to cut
out fellow who was after the same
girl"
You talk as II your experience in
the heart line were all secondhand"
said Fitch. smiling
Never been in love IL my life and
never expect to be" said Britz. But
I have eyes in my head and ears be-
hind them. I also know what women
can do to mans common sense even
when they don't know they're doing
1t. The lady who gets the loot isn't
always a party to the crime"
WELL" responded Fitch, 81 won't
undertake to pit my experience
against yours; but there's nothing OF
that sort In this case. Sands loves
HRS Missioner about as much as a
man can. He was fond of her before her
marriage, and most of us thought he'd
win her then. | don't know why he
didn't, but l do know that from the
| day he learned of her husbands
death, he had been twice as attentive
to her as before. and even in the days
when she was the star bud of Auntie
Paran's beauty show, his fondness for
her was pretty noticeable l remem-
| ber particularly one Patriarchs' Ball
when he grabbed every dance on her
] card and got her to sit out most of
them"
But he knows Griswold is trying
to win her. too," said Britz, "and II he
has any reason to think the other fell
| low has good chance he might be
tempted to put him down and out,
even If he had to go to such lengths
as taking the Missioner diamonds. and
then throwing suspicion on Girls
wold?"-
Britt raised his glass and drank
slowly. meditatively. until the ice
chilled his nose Then he sat the
tumbler firmly down on the bar, faced
Fitch. and said with an air of finality:
''If that's the case, Griswold's the
man! He may have had assistance
from Blodgett, but l doubt It, He's
too foxy to trust his neck to serv-
ant. AS for All. thought he might
have turned the trick, but he didn't.
because If he had. he and all the rest
of that Calcutta bunch would be well
on their way toward their heather
temples by this time. There is now
only Mr.. Curtis Griswold to consider"
| Fitch looked at him with per-
picked air.
What causes you to suspect him?"
he asked
i've had my eyes on that young
man for some time" Britz said.
| There were two or three things con-
nected with the arrest of Miss Hol-
comb that didn't please me little bit.
| | didn't like the satisfaction he show
ed when suspicion was directed to-
ward her"
did he seem pleased?" inquired
Fitch.
More than pleased-he seemed re-
| lfeved." answered the detective.
Maybe Donnelly and Carson did
some real work. after all. without
knowing it. If they hadn't arrested
Miss Holcomb. Griswold mightn't have
shown his hand so easily
Have you any other eyidence?
asked the doctor. He appeared to be
gratified by the trend of the detect
Ives thoughts.
Several things" said Britz- One
of our Wall Street men tells me half
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been sent to the financial agencies
lately. had that end worked up, and
found out Griswold had been bump
ed by bear raid"
Hurt much?'
Pretty badly. He tried hard to
sell block of suburban real estate
soon after that
| These things are only straws, how
ever" said the doctor "Of course,
well have to have much more sub
stantial evidence before We can do
anything
We'll. for one thing. returned
Britz, Il expect to know in a few
hours just where the diamonds are.
At any rate. how they were taken out
of the city. If they are not In New
York. I've got hundred men work
ing the hotels to find out. and If you'll
come down to Headquarters with me
in little while you can see the re-
suit"
The detective stopped short In his
words as Curtis Grlswold entered the
bar The clubman went to the cigar
counter, lighted a cigarette. and by
the impatient gesture with which he
snatched it from his lips and threw
it to the floor. he betrayed the fact
that he had applied the fame to the
cork tip. His manner was nervous,
his face slightly drawn, and his hand