The evening world., 1911-03-11

was shut. II said it's got to be him.
A month before Randolph Bronson
the city prosecuting attorney for whose
unpublished murder Crowley was under
frs-.had dared 10 try 10 break up and
send to the penitentiary the sixteen
men who formed the most notorious
and dangerous gambling ring in the
city. 1t grew certain that some or the
sixteen would stkk at nothing 70 put
the prosecutor out of the way. inc
chief OF police particularly charged
Crowley. therefore. to see 10 BTonsons
safety In the North Side precinct. where
the young attorney boarded. But
ley had failed: for within twelve days
Of the warning, early one morning.
Bronson had been found dead a block
from his boarding-house murdered.
Crowley had been unable 20 fix a clew
upon a single one OF The sixteen. He
had confidently arrested them all at
once, but after his %s,iffest third de-
gree had to release them. Now. in
desperation, he had resrrested Kan'an.
Sure" said the desk sergeant, Kan
Ian or some ones got TO be guilty soon
whether or no. But II you Amt got
the goods on Kanlan yet. maybe you'd
want to talk TO a lad that's waiting In
'front.'"
who is hec What does he know"
"Trant's his name-fron the uni
versity. he says. And ne says he can
pick our man
"Wha is he-student?"
"He says some sort OF perfesser."
Professor" Crowley half turned
away.
Not that kind. Ed" The desk SER
geant bent one arm and tapped his BIZ
ceps. Hes got plenty of this; and
hes got hair. ~too"-the ergeant glanced
at Crowley's red ~head-"as red as any.
Cap"
Send him IN"
Crowley looked up quickly at Trant
when he entered. He saw a young man
with hair indeed as thick and red as his
own; and with a figure. for his more
medium height. quite as muscular as
any police officers. He saw that the
young mans blue-gray eyes were not
exact mates-that the right was quite
noticeably more blue thar the other,
and under It was a small. pink scar
which Redeemed conspicuously with the
slightest flush OF the face.
Luther Trant. Captain Crowley"
Trant introduced himself, For two
years I have been conducting expert
ments In the psychological laboratory OF
the university
"~Psycho-Lord! Another clairvoyant!'
IF the man who Killed Bronson is
one of the sixteen men you suspect. and
YOU will let me examine them, properly,
I ran nick the murderer at once
Examine them properly! Saints in
Heaven, SON! Say! that gang needed
a stlff drink all round when we were
through examining them; and never a
word or n move gave a mar away
'.Those men-of course mott" Irant
returned holly. For they can nod
their tongues and their faces, and you
looked at nothing else, But while you
we're examining them. if ], or aay other
trained psychologist, had mad a galNan-
ometer contact against the palms of
their hands, orr
"A palmist. Lord preserve us!"
Crowley cried. "Sayh don't ever think
we needed you. We got our man yes
terday-Kanlan-and Wen have a con-
fession out OF him b. night, Sergeant
he called, as the door opened to admit
a man. ''do you know what you let ina
palmist.' But 1t was not tho SER
geant who entered. "A-ah. Inspector
Walker!'
'Morning Crowley" Trant heard the
Guiet response behind him as he turned,
4. Slant in the uniform of an inspector
Of police almost filed the doorway.
"Come with me, young man. he said.
Miss Allison was passing with me out
side here and We heard some Of what
you've been saying. Wed like to hear
more"
Trant looked up at the intelligent
face and followed. a young woman
was waiting outside the door. As the
inspector pointed Trant toward a quiet
room In the rear OF the building she
followed. Inspector Walker fastened the
door behind them. n girl had seated
herself beside the table in tho centre,
and as she turned to Trant she raised
her yell above her brown, curling lair
and pinned II over her hat, lie reCog-
nized her at once as the girl to whom
Bronson had become engaged barely a
week before he had been killed, on her
had fallen all the horrors as well as the
grief of Bronson's murder. n TranJ
did not ond that the shadow Of that
event was visible in her sweet face.
But he read there also another look
. look Of apprehension and defiance.