The Yale expositor., 1911-12-14

He watched closely the effect of his
words on the high-strung woman facing
him, and saw that he had touched a ~
sponsive chord Her eyes flashed as
If her very soul vibrated with Jealous
rage. Her breath came and went H.
short gasps. Her fingers twisted and
UNFINISHED nervously, and she seemed
! to be on the point of a violent revely
ton when the situation was interrupyr
ed by knock on the door
Britt, a flash of amusement in ht2
and thrust his head out. In the COP.
| ridor stood man from the Detectiys
Bureau who said:
The prisoner, Griswold, requests az
immediate interview with Lieutenant
Britt"
Bring him in here" and then returned
| to Mrs. Delaroche.
II shall not ask you to take my
word for it, madam" he said. "I'll soon
give you proof Of the very best kind
| that what | have told you about M.
/ Griswold Is true. Just sit over here In
! this alcove where you cannot be seen
| from the middle of the room. and pay
! attention to what goes on"
| Shortly after that, Griswold was
brought into the room, and the lien.
tenant, his hands in his pockets, HIS
shoulders squared, his features cast in
an iron mold, confronted the clup.
man.
How long is this farce going to he
kept up?" Griswold demanded.
None of that now, Griswold. I've
got the goods on yoV. The less of that
kind of talk you indulge in, the better
for all concerned. Mrs. Delaroche hiss
told everything!"
Griswold inquired sarcastically.
"And what, pray, had she to tell?"
"A great deal more than Mrs. MIS-
sioner knows" answered Britt craft
lily.
Don't you mention that lady's naHe
in such a place as this!" exclaimed
Griswold with a show of chivalry thai
would have gone very well before a
jury, but which was lost on such hard
ened thief-takers as Britz and Maa'
ming.
mo harm in mentioning her mans,
is there. when the lady herself Will
be here in a few minutes?"
This time there was no simulaticB
in the start Griswold gave. He stares
at the detective as if he doubted hss
own hearing.
cd
let her come here" said GriswoA
again. 81 would not have her see re
here for anything in the world. Care
this be arranged somehow? Say, YEN
know | am not a poor man"
Britt grinned at him.
"Oh, know you can't be bought
said Griswold. But this is seriogs
future. | don't want Mrs. Missioner
to come here and see me a prisoner.
1t will be different when the caso
comes to trial. / will have counsel
then, and I can take care of myself,
but Just now I'm helpless. Don't briag
the woman here to make her lose 81
respect for me; oh, man, don't queer
mel"
Millicent Delaroche from the alcove
heard and saw all that passed hs-
tween the men. She gripped the sleS-
der arm of her chair until her tap0s-
ing fingers curving around 1t bit inss
her pink palm. She watched the ul.
mistakable agitation of the prisoney
until no doubt remained in her mira
of his, attitude toward Mrs. Missionss'
Then her rage broke through all -
straint. Casting the detectives cal.
ton to the winds, she strobe to tie
center of the room and lowered abos q
Griswold. as. thunderstruck at sigSt
of her-in his selfcentered pride Of
what might happen, he had utterly fer
gotten for awhile her presence in F~o-
lice Headquarters-he moved unesJ.
lily in his chair.
(TO BE CONTINUED)