Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1911-04-26


Doyle had reserved this telling shot
Tor critical moment.
u never had a scar on nv left
wrist" the other returned jubilantly.
Lets. see" the detective snapped
unbelievingly.
But that proves nothing" valen-
tine drew back as he spoke. He ap-
peared unwilling to permit Doyle to
make an examination of his wrist.
Let me see, tell you. It's got to
be shown sooner or later. Delay won't
get you anything" Doyle was forcing
the lighting now. He was certain that
he had Valentine cornered.
The assistant cashier thrust his
hands behind his back.
Don't you realize" he said trium-
phantly, that that is a very old fash
ioned method of identification? Don't
you know that since the introduction
OF a horsehair in sewing wounds
there is never a SCARF" He smiled ir-
ritatingly at Doyle.
As reply the detective bent swift
ly across the desk, seized Valentines
arm and drew his left hand toward him.
Gould an old scar be opened and
sewed with horsehair and disappear?"
he asked dazedly as he saw the wrist
was unmarked by any indication of
scar.
Il don't know; l presume So" in
differently.
Doyle was silent. This last denoue-
ment disconnected him more than had
anything else. An idea came to him.
He lunged forward. clutching Valen-
tines right hand in his own. and Jerk
ed 1t across the desk. "Was it the left
wrist that was scarred?' he cried.
He pushed back the cuff, but the
surface of the right wrist was as
smooth and as unbroken as the other.
Anything else can do for your"
asked the assistant cashier calmly as
Doyle let go his hand.
by -, that's funnyr murmured
Doyle. He looked across the room to
the picture on the wall. He drew a
magnifying glass from his coat pocket
and stepped before the handsomely
framed photograph once more. He
passed the lens up and down and
across, over the face Of the photo
graph. then wheeled about and faced
Jimmy Valentine.
"Mr. Randall" he said apologetical-
ly. you must excuse my mistakenly
most unfortunate mistake-and I trust
tnat you will overlook my ungentle-
manly manners. | now realize that
have been making insinuations against
an entirely innocent man. You of
course realize the difficulties of nv
professionalism in dealing with the
brightest criminal brains in the world
we cannot avoid making errors at
times, but"-his face glowed pride
II will say in justice to myself that
this is the first mistake }, tho kind
have ever made"
Quite true-quite true. am sure,
my dear sir" commented Jimmy Val
entine condescendingly. Il can see
that you are exceptionally able in your
line. Some day if we ever have "a loss
here through thlevery shall be most
glad to recommend you to the direct
Ors, and am sorry that you feel so
embarrassed at your error regarding
me-"
"Oh, cut that! Don't worry about
me-" said Doyle vengefully. wait
till put the bracelets on the real
Jimmy Valentine, then save your SYM
patty for him. He'll pay for this
days work. It's all through him that
| made sucker out of myself today,
Mr.. Randall, and when | get him he's
going to come through, which means
confess" Doyle paused for breath
and concluded, I'm on the biggest
job of my whole career, and when
finish it I'll nave the real Jimmy Val
entine sewed up in little stone jug
6 by s. without light or fresh mir. and
what he'll get to eat would make a pit
Dull leIIltl lIl IL NtStlill lilu'
Valentine in spite of the danger that
attended his situa ton could not resist
the temptation to continue the con
verSation with Doyle. 1t was danger
ous-no doubt as to that. At any mo-
ment the young mali might let drop a
word or a hint that would betray him
self into his enemy'S hands by con
frmlng the detectives suspicious.
But the daring Valentine relished
the spice of excitement in the situa
tion. He played with the detective as
cat with squeaking mouse.
ITO be sure, you do not promise this
man Jimmy Valentine very merry
time of it when you finally land him,
Valentine said II am glad l am not
he"
Doyle laughed grimly.
"The resemblance is the most star
Ting have ever encountered" he an
swered. you are perhaps a trife
taller-a half inch, maybe-but, aside
from that and the wrist scar, you and
Valentine are exact"
Valentine smiled fatuously-quite
Intentionally so.
81 should hate to have so clever a
man as you hunting me. Mr.. Doyle"
he went on. land from what you say
assume you have been after him
some time"
Nearly three years." the detective
grunted angriy.
"Well. that's quite awhile. You must
want him badIv"