The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1911-03-17
The EVENING STORY
In the Name of the La.

tropouS. It was the first trip she had
taken by herself and the tedious jour
ney from Chicago had left her nerves
shattered.
Bewilderment mingled with her res
lief when she found herself one Of the
hustiing thousands struggling about
the station.
ST arrest you In the name of the
lawl"
Ruth Dexter's suitcase dropped from
startled fingers and the large plain
clothes man who had addressed his
command to her picked it up.
eGiye me my suitcase or ! will call
that off1ceri" The girl from the west
spoke above the wild humping Of her
heart.
THAT won't do any good. You had
better come quietly with me. I have
a warrant here The man tapped his
pocket.
Ruth Dexter cast a frightened glance
about. A small but Intensely interest
ed crowd had drawn near.
Take me wherever you are going
out of this!" she cried quickly.
The man, who should have been on
the trail of Teddy the Terror instead
of runaway females, grinned. Ruth
submission to his wonderful power had
put him in q good humor: he could
afford a little patronage.
|; I'D have got you on account OF your
likeness to the picture, but say, that
suitcase was a dead giye-away. After
this, Miss Deane. when you want to
run away from home don't dauut your
initials and address,
Ruth Dexter had been led into a
taxicab. The orders given by the de-
tective. who took his place at her side.
made a cold chill ~-.n down her spine
The word police station almost stop
ped her blood in its course. Then
gradually she felt her strength return
ing. There was mistak4-that was
all. She sat perfectly STILL gathering
her forces for the coming ordeal, ana
a slow smile played about the corners
of her mouth. There was at least
mint of the unusual about her entrance
into New York.
May see-my picture?" she asked
presently. 81 am wondering If the
family used one of my good ones"
Sure But may say It's not very
flatterinS one" The man cast rough
~ admirin glance at his captive.
"Thank you.'' she said as he handed
her the photograph OF a girl.
Certainly 1t was not her own like
ness, but the resemblance was strong
enough to have caused even more
brilliant detective to have trailed in
Ruth Dexter,s footsteps.
"I'Il tell you" the man went on
facetiously, they don't slip by US
very often
II judge not-from my own expert
ence." The girl from the west smiled
to get out and see those shopsp' she
cried eagerly.
ST guess this is all you'll see of them.
Your people will want you shipped
right back home"
MY people would-if I were the girl
you are looking for but-Pm not
The taxi stopped. You can tell that
to the matron,'' said the man as he
Led her into the police station.
Ruth sat down in a more or less tur-
bulent state Of mind, to wait for the
next move. She had decided that
silence was the best policy. She would
not speak until some of the missing
girls relatives came and could attest
to her honesty. She would enjoying
seeing the expression of her captor's
face when he was told that she was
not the runaway Ruby Deane. He was
quite overcome with his own impor-
lance; it would do him and the de-
tective force in general some good
this barbaFous arrest. Ruth was be-
ginning to become indignant again
when her attention was arrested by the
entrance of a big, broad-shouldered
man who looked as IL he had stepped
from the ranks of the west.
He was in a hurry. An impatient
look crossed his face when Ruth's
captor touch his arm.
I've got her. the man said trium-
phantly, got her just as she was STEP
ping from the train"
Blank amazement spread over Cecil
Deane's face.
Il came in to tell you to stop the
search. My sister wired from Mag
ara Falls. She had e1oped-that's aIl.'
Ruth Dexter was more than salts
fed with the effect of this bit of news
on the man who had arrested her.
One of her rare smiles curled the cor
ners of her lips and fingered in her
eyes.
Cecil Deane felt that something
wonderful was happening in the Of
flee. He looked about and met the
full force of Ruth Dexter's eyes.
Don't tell me-" he said going
quickly over to her. that you have
been subject to so horrible an iadig-
nity?"
"I have" Ruth looked up.
Deane turned to the detective.
Great Scott man, couldn't you see
that my sister had mud-colored hair
NOT red golG and that her chin has
no dimpie and that her eyes
Ruth arose quickly. her cheeks
warm and red.
II think the mistake was quite cas-
lily possible. The picture"
utterly impossible" put in Deane.
MY sister Ruby is sweet and Iovable
and all that but she is not" He
doundered.
TT simply means" put in Ruth
uu1Nl6Qiys That am NOT your sister
or in fact, any member of your
family" She held Deane's eyes a mo-
ment. $50 il ] may be permitted"
she turned to the man who had ar
rested her, ST will go out and send n
telegram home. They might think
something had happened to me-" She
cast such a wholly charming glance
at both men that they were forced to
forget the situation and laugh with
her.
Il win take you to the nearest of