Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1911-04-24

Lhuhc gOu hhc II.
He seated himself before the tray
and began counting the money as the
door opened to admit Mr.. Lane, fol
lowed by Detective Doyle.
Valentine looked up.
"Mr. Randall" began Roses father,
'this is Mr.. Doyle, a detective, who
has been asking me some questions
about you that 1 feel you can better
answer"
"Indeedf" looking at Doyle. "What
is the name" Valentine asked inno-
Gently.
| His attitude made Doyle snort with
anger.
"Doyle." the detective grunted i'm
patiently, staring at the man he had
known as No. 1889.
Valentine rose and shook hands with
Doyle. "Glad to know you, Mr..
Doyle"
He seated himself before the tray.
'Well, what can do for you" he
asked.
The detectives mouth gaped open.
He glared at the smoothly speaking,
indlfferently acting ex-copvict before
him, then at the tray containing thou
sands of dollars in bills and coin.
Valentine went on counting the money
as untoncernedly as though playing
game Of jackstraws with Bobby or
Kitty.
"What can you do?" exploded Doyle.
"You can do nine years for"-
"You viii excuse me-" interrupted
Mr.. Lane, stepping toward the door
81 have no interest in the conversa-
tion. ! am sure, And, Mr. Doyle" he
said pointedly to the bewildered de
tective, 81 want you to thoroughly un
derstand that have every confidence
in Mr.. Randall, as also have all the
other directors" The door closed be-
hind him and Valentine was alone
with George Doyle.
well, I'll be bowed" calculated
Doyle, turning again To the assistant
cashier. You're in pretty sweet here,
aren't yOuY pointing to the tray. IL
really didn't expect to find You here IN
the daytime"
why" perplexedly.
"Oh, thought you'd duck when yod
got my wire.'
Wire! Oh, did you send that tele
gramY"
"NCS, Jimmy"
Jimmy? WHAT'S the idea? I don't
follow YOU
"Oh, YOU don't know. eh?" angrily
Got the old hoy -I.nnp-stalling for
you. and you're going pretty strong.
oh 2"
Exactly what do you menn?" asked
Valentine Indignantly. rising as he
spoke.
Come on. Jimmy, not with me
Sorry to tear you away from so soft n
place, but the state of Massachusetts
wants YOU"
From the occasional words Of intel
ligible English you speak from time
to time" retorted Valentine easily. 81
gather that you imagine am a per
son named Jimmy" His words were
accompanied by the most aggravating
of smiles.
The now thoroughly irate detective
bent toward the assistant cashier and
peered intently at him.
'1magine-imagine! Well, isn't II
funny that l should imagine your
name to be JimmyY
ut is, indeed" suavely. "As a mat.
ter OF curiosity, might l ask Jimmy's
other name?"
"rll give you just one guess" point.
edly.
That's exceedingly kind of you. but
this same experience having happened
before will likely guess it," He set.
tied back comfortably in his chair.
well. what do you think of that?"
Doyle found it difficult to control his
temper.
well. what is the other nameY"
Valentine responded with the utmost
coolness:
you mistake me for Mr. valen-
tine"
Jimmy Valentine, the very name,
and you are Jimmy Valentine. and
want YOU" snarled the detective.
Now, is it come along or requsition ?"
"Oh, I'm to be arrested for this Jim.
my Valentine, am |? The last time
was mistaken for him was only EN-.
barrassed by having tough on the
street in Chicago claim my acuuaint
ance. You are really amusing, Mr..
Doyle" The assistant cashier chuc-
kled softly
so that's your game, eh?'
mo game that can see"
II suppose you are going to deny
that Bill Avery called on you today?"
Doyle watched the other intently to
note the effect OF this shot. But Val
entine was entirely equal to the occa-
sion.
II do not know your friend Bill, Mr..
Doyle" positively.
mo" exasperatedly. "Then man
with iron gray hair. wearing a top hat
and carrying a cane, did not get of
train here today and come straight
herep