The Elbert County tribune., 1911-12-08

tecuVes power 10 prevent tneu LII
mediate arraignment In the Night
Court by a word to the precinct com
mander, he could not long keep them
in cells. They were entitled to Z
speedy examination before the magis-
trate, and he was certain that unless
their failure to report to the Swami
should alarm that gentleman sooner,
steps would be taken in the morning
to have the prisoners produced In
court. They were sure to be arraign-
ed in Jefferson Market at next days
afternoon session. If not earlier. Britz
felt that. once In their presence. the
Swami, though he might be separated
from them by the length Of the room,
would find means to learn all they
knew. to the last microscopic detail.
He must find Millicent that night.
That done, he had little doubt he
would be close to the Missioner jew
els, and probably to the person who
had taken them from their snug har-
Dor In Mrs. Missioner's library.
"I'll send for the copies, Burlen, -
Britz said. as he slipped from the
stool and started to the door. but
don't let the original leave your hands
until call for 1t myself"
The detective was SO absorbed in
his thoughts as he walked down flight
after flight of the dark stairs that he
did not see a pair of eyes cleaning
from one of the lower halls. Those
eyes were as black as the darkness
that formed their background, and the
Headquarters man would have been
even more than ordinarily on the alert
If he had seen them glistening In the
remote recess. AS the detective passed
on toward the street, the eyes ad-
vanced along the dusk OF the hall, and
in the faint glow of a lowered gas-jet
at the foot of one OF the higher flights
of stairs, there became visible behind
them a man who, in most respects,
was counterpart of the two Orientals
at that moment detained In the West
Thirtieth Street Station. The owner
of the eyes, while Britz walked down
stairs, as quickly and far more quietly
went up.
Britt turned his steps toward 300
Mulberry Street. In his own office,
after glance into Manning's room
that showed him 1t was empty, he call
ed DIR. Fitch on the telephone and
made an appointment to meet him in
two hours In the bar Of the Holland
House.
Its one of the quietest places in
Manhattan" said the detective. "and
want to talk to you very privately.
They are not likely to know me
there"
Britt pushed button. and when a
Headquarters attendant appeared,
sent him for the Central Ofiice man.
whom, next to himself. he trusted
most
Send down to Burlen's place in an
hour and half. Rawson," said Britz
to the other detective. Hell have a
hundred facsimiles of letter signed
Millicent. Have as many men as pos
sible get busy among the hotels. 1
want to trace the woman who wrote
that signature. They will have to look
through every register for year past.
It's got to be done thoroughly, and
want It done quickly. Here. I'll give
you list." and he hastily scribbled
the names of half-hundred hostelries
of class such as he thought the fair
Millicent might patronize.
What time will see your" asked
Rawson
''If I'm not back in three hours. I'll
call you up" said the detective.
Then, having arrived at pause in
the pursuit of the Jewels. he hastened
to Turkish bath, where. being lit
tie weary from much metropolitan
1ourneying and muscle-bound from loss
of sleep, he had himself baked. steam
ed, chilled. kneaded. and pounded into
shape.
The great detectives Indulgence in
that luxury all unknowingly gave to
the other side an advantage in the
race for the Missioner jewels that well
might prove fatal to his success. Long
before Britz reached the hot-air room
of the bath. the man with the glisten-
ing eyes who had passed him in the
hall OF the tumble-down loft building
was at the door of Burdens workshop.
straining the angle of his vision to fol-
low the photo-engraver at work. Those
glittering eyes forcused their gaze
through the keyhole on piece of pa
per which Burlen had fastened with
thumbtacks to a board, and which. in
the glare of an arc lamp, confronted a
big camera with a powerful lens. AL
though the eyes followed Burien as
we'll as they could about the room
their owner was not SO much interest
ed in the artisans activity as he waf
in the small white sheet of paper or
which he could discern lines traced II
woman's hand. Patiently waited the
owner of the eyes. He was of a race
that had cultivated patience through
the centuries. Soon or late. undoubt
edly, the man inside would go from
the bench beside that great white
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