The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-03-13

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The speaker moistened his lips
again.
II didn't give up, though began
watching outside her house--night
realized. all at once. why he WASH t
coming, She was going to meet him.
SO began to follow her and saw
how I'd been tricked. That devil hsd
reasoned it out that would watch
the house for him. so he was meeting
her on elevated stations in the sub
way, and the like, Then they'd go
down to Coney Island or to the theater,
and I'd follow along. too, keeping out
Of their sight, but never losing sight
of them If could help It."
The man in the chair stopped.
Something glistened on his cheek.
What happened when you followed
him." broke in Bruce, who had been
busily writing in one corner of the
room. Which Of his homes did you
trail him to the first night"
The man in the chair laughed
harshly.
Neither He was too smart for that.
and he knew ! knew he had, and he
must have suspected all the time that
was on his trail, though he never
turned quickly or looked back or gave
any such give-away sign as that. Oh
no, he was too clever for that! But
1T was plain enough that he knew, or
at least wasn't taking any chances.
The first night that | saw her meet
Brooklyn City Hall and then took the
subway to Manhattan and sat down in
a ear near the door. | was in the next
UP ahead Each time we drew into
station l kept my eyes on him to see
ii he were getting ready to get out.
Well, he never made move at any
of the express stations below the
Grand Central and when we drew in
there, he sat quiet too. reading paper
A lot of people got out of my car there
and lot more got in and the same
happened at the lower end of his car,
the end nearest me, but managed to
keep my eye on him through the shift
ing crowd. Then the guard between
the bell-rope and ! sat back in my
~
ward again. just to make sure, and
my man had gone.
He'd waited till the very last sec
ond and then slipped out of the door
nearest him just as the guard was
closing it. And there was shut in
and the train moving and he ont there
on the platform, perhaps looking in at
me through the windows as the train
went by, for all know
The man in the chair drew a long
breath Bruce wrote on. The room
was very quiet.
" It's been hide-and-seek for two
months" the man in the chair went on
again. The next time-he could
have got home much quicker, of course.
by going straight across the East
River to Manhattan, instead of going
way down to the Brooklyn City Hail.
but guess he went that way 30 as
to get the chance to fool me on the
subway each time--the next time, he
got up to go at the Grand Central and
I got up, too, and when stepped out
on the platform he wasn't there
He'd either walked out and then.
turned and gone back again or he'd
Just walked on into the next car ahead
wasn't sure which. Anyway, the
doors had shut by this time and there
was out on the platform and he in
the train.
God knows what a time I've had
following him-into saloons. through
the front entrance and out through the
side. same thing with Broadway
hotels: all over the town, and each
time I'd lose him just at the last
1,o u,oc con r,b,
didn't he Jump into cab each time?"
broke in the Night City Editor, from
whore he stood near the door. HE
could have shaken you off easily every
time that way. You hadn't any money
for cabs"
The man in the chair smiled a
CHASTITY smile.
He was much too clever" he said.
Cant you see that that would have
gone a long ways to prove my suspic-
ion that he wasn't what he pretended
to be? What has q man who has to
earn his bread and butter in factories
to do with cabs
The Night City made no reply.
Some one knocked on the door and
all in the room gave a start.
Who's to make up the second ed!-
tom" voice asked
Tell the Telegraph Editor to take
charge said the Managing Editor.
after moments hesitation There
are no important changes that | know
of-for this edition, he added
He'll find list of new stories ly-
Ing on my desk" the Night City called
out.
The footsteps died away down the
hall. The man in the chair began
speaking again.
You may think It queer couldn't
hang on to him." he said. but it's
easy enough to lose yourself in big
town like this when you're trying
your hardest to get lost. And he fooled
me for two months If there wasn't
some such thing as Providence. I'd
have been too late
He stopped moment to wet his lips
again. His audience stirred uneasiIy
Two nights ago." the man in the
chair went on, came over to Man
haitian again had no object 1t was
one of my off nights, that Is, not one
of the regular nights on which he
went out with her. God knows how
felt. Something told nue. matters
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