The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1911-12-23

He watched closely the enect OF Ms
words on the high-strung woman facing
him, and saw that he had touched re.
sponsive chord. Her eyes flashed as
If her very soul vibrated with jealous
rage. Her breath came and went in
short gasps. Her fingers twisted and
UNFINISHED neryously, and she seemed
to be on the point Of violent reyela-
ton when the situation was interrupt
ed by q knock on the door.
Britz, a fash Of amusement In his
face. walked to the door, opened 1t,
and thrust his head out In the cor.
ridor stood a man from the Detective
Bureau who said:
"The prisoner, Griswold, requests an
immediate interview with Lieutenant
Britz."
Britz hesitated minute, then said:
Bring him in here" and then returned
to Mrs. Delaroche.
II shall not ask you to take my
word for it, madam" he said. It'll soon
give you proof OF the very best kind
that what / have told you about Mr..
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 lieu
tenant, his hands in his pockets, his
shoulders squared, his features cast In
an iron mold, confronted the club.
man.
How long is this farce going to ba
kept up?" Griswold demanded.
:sNone Of that now, Griswold. I've
got the goods on you. The less OF that
kind Of talk you indulge in, the bsttes
for all concerned. Mrs. Delafpche has
told everything!"
Griswold inquired earcasticallp
'sAnd what, pray, had she to tel1?'
"a great deal more than Mrs. Mis-.
sioner knows" answered Britt craft
fly.
Don't you mention that lady's name
In such place as this!" exclaimed
| Griswold with show Of chivalry that
would have gone very well before
| jury, but which was lost on such hard
ened thief.takers as Britz and Mad
ming.
mo harm in mentioning her name,
| is there, when the lady herself Wils
be here In few minutes
| This time there was no stimulation
in the start GrisWold gave. He stared
at the detective as IL he doubted hia
own hearing.
sWhy-why simply must not
let her come here" said GrisWold
again. Il would not have her see me
here for anything in the world. Cant
this be arranged somehow? Say, you
know ! am not d poor man
Britt grinned at him.
"Oh, know you cant be bought,
said Griswo1d But this Is 9 serious
matter to me- It means my whole
| future. / don't want Mrs. Missioner
/ to come here and see me prisoner.
/ It will be different when the case
comes to trial. I will have counsel
then, and / can take care Of myself.
but just now I'm helpless. Don't bring
the woman here to make her lose all
respect for me: oh, man, don't queer
mel"
Millicent Delaroche from the alcoye
heard and saw all that passed be-
tween the men. She gripped the slen.
der arm Of her chair until her taper
ing fingers curying around 1t bit into
her pink palm. She watched the un.
mistakable agitation OF the prisoner
until no doubt remained In her mind
OF his attitude toward Mrs. Missioner.
Then her rage broke through all re.
straint. Casting the detectives eau
ton to the winds, she strobe to the
center Of the room and lowered above
Griswold, as, thunderstruck at sight
of her-in his self-centered pride OF
what might happen, he had utterly for
gotten for awhile her presence In Pc.
lice Headquarters-he moved uneas
lily In his chair.
(To BE coNTINUED.)