Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1911-10-27
Copyright lss, By @. W Dil!lns hAm Company
CHAPTER TX.

sHencs IN the room. 1t was so quiet
tnat once could have heard a pin drop
had disinterested spectator been
there TO witness 1t, he would have
been at once impressed by the dra.
matte tableau presented-the dead
man on the floor. his white shirt front
spattered with blood, the cringing,
frightened boy crouching in the chair,
the towering figure of the police cap
tain sitting sternly cycling his hapless
prisoner, and at the far end of the
room Detective Sergeant Maloney
busy sending hurried messages
through the telephone.
What did you do 1t forT' Numbered
the captain suddenly
Towards tongue Glove to his palate
He could scarcely articulate. He was
innocent, of course, but there was
something In this mans manner which
made him fear that he might, after all,
nave had something to do with the
tragedy. Yet he was positive that he
was asleep on the bed all the time
The question is, would anybody believe
him? He shook his head pathetically.
Il didn't do It. Really, | didn't"
Shut your mouth! You're lying
and you know you're lying. Wait till
the coroner comes. Well fix you"
Again there was silence, and now be-
gan long, tedious walt both men re-
tanning the same positions, the cap
tain watching his prisoner as a cat
watches a mouse.
Towards mental anguish was al
most uncomfortable. He thought of his
poor wife who must be waiting up for
him all this time. wondering what had
become of him. She would imagine
the worst, and there was no telling
what she might do. If only he could
get word to her. Perhaps she would
be able to explain things. Then he
thought OF his father. They had quar-
relied, 1t was true, but after all 1t was
his own flesh and blood. At such a
critical situation as this, one forgets.
His father could hardly refuse to come
20 mis- assistance. He must get
lawyer, too, to protect his interests.
This police captain had no right to de-
tain him like this. He must get word
to Annie without delay. Summoning
up all his courage, he said boldly:
you are OBTAINING me here without
warrant in law. know my rights. I
am the son of one OF the most IN.
nuential men in the city"
Whats your manner" growled the
captain.
Howard Jeffries."
Son of Howard Jeffries. the bank.
err"
Howard nodded
yes"
The captain turned to his sergeant.
"Maloney, this Teller says he's the
son of Howard Jeffries, the banker"
Maloney leaned over and whispered
something in the captains ear. The
captain smiled grimly.
$50 you're a bad character, Ell? Fa-
tner turned you out of doors, oh?
Where's that girl you ran away within"
Sharply he added: You see l know
your record"
I've done nothing I'm ashamed Of"
replied Howard calmly 81 married
the girl. She's waiting my return now.
Won't you please let me send her
messenger"
The captain eyed Howard sus-
piciously for a moment. then he turned
to his sergeant:
"Maloney, telephone this mans wife.
What's the NUMBER"
"E1ghty-six Morningside."
Maloney again got busy with the
telephone and the wearying wait be-
gan once more. The clock soon struck
Two. For a whole hour he had been
subjected to this gruelling process,
and still the lynx-eyed captain sat
there watching his quarry.
II Capt. Clinton had begun to have
any doubts when Howard told him
who his father was, Maloney's infor.
nation Immediately put him at his
ease. 1t was all clear to him now.
The youth had never been any sood
His own father had kicked him out.
He was in desperate financial straits.
He had come to this mans rooms to
make demand for money. Under.
wood had refused and there was a
quarrel. and he shot him. There was
probably dispute over the woman.
All, yes, he remembered now. This
girl he married was formerly a sweet.
heart OF Underwood's. Jealousy was
behind 1t as well. Besides, wasn't he
caught red-handed, with blood on his
hands, trying to escape from the
apartment? Oh. they had him dead
10 rights, all right. Any magistrate
would hold him on such evidence.
Its the Tombs for him, all right,
al right" muttered the captain to
himself; and maybe promotion for
me"
Suddenly there was a commotion
1T the door. The coroner entered,
followed by the undertaken. The two
men advanced quickly into the room,
and took look at the body. After
making a hasty examination. the cor
snsr turned 70 Capt. Clinton.