The Washington herald., 1911-06-25
Tim and Tiny


What MANI" asked Abner, uneasily.
come, sir!" said Whitton, sharply; don't
try to deceive me. We overheard all you
SAID to the Spaniard There is a certain
man looking for Tim Baker, and / want TO
KNOW who he is and where he lives"
:, aoner approached the detective, and lean
ing over, SAID, in a confidential tone:
Judge, that air information is worth FIVE
hundred dollars to me-
,,,,i don't care what it is WORTH" retorted
Nnitton' You must divulge it or gb Jail"
Abner looked up at the ceiling and down
at the floor, scratched his head and bit his
wen, he said, slowly, and heaving a big
seh, II L must, suppose must, but it
cost CO." me rshL, ho and you know it amt. That boy
mo matter about that. Go on -.
me gentlemeans name il r. A. r. or
something like that; and his address is some
boX IN the DOstoffce." -.
mo tritting, sir!" exclaimed Whitton an
grlN. That is the story you told Vim
cehto on the schooner but you must not ex-
pect me to believe it, '.
Did you hear me tell that to Vincento?"
asKe1 ite4 A6ner, with surprised look.
well, what story did you expect me to
tel! can't tell nothin' but the truth, can
|? | left the letter to home and can't tell
you adzactly the number of that postoffice
box, but if you let me go, III send it right
down TO you in letter"
Whitton leaned back in his chair and look
ed at the old man in half-amusetP perplexity.
He perceived that Abner was not telling the
whole truth, yet he fully realized the almost
iinpossibility of forcing a confession.
Ihe secret was worth--or Abner thoupht
it was-fve hundred dollars, and that was
an enormous amount of money to him.
flainy ne, wouldn't tell unless he actually
saw the prison doors closing in upon him.
WhItton thought it over and saw no way
out OF the dilemma. He knew that he would
have TO let Abner go if the man continued
Obstinate M and yet he hated to acknowledge
Tim and Burt were also on the anxious
seat, but tried their best to hide their anx-
lety. As for Abner, he was getting more at
ease every moment. Perhaps he had detected
to drift over his face, as he looked sideways
at Tim and Burt.
This silence lasted for nearly a minute and
then, Just as Whtton was about to sneak
IhS door opened and the policeman appeared.
he went over to Whtton and held a whis-
pered consultation for two or three minutes.
At its conclusion, the policeman sat down
near the door and Whitton went out without
saying word.
u All this was very mysterious, and while
I'm and Burt exchanged looks of surprise
Abners face again assumed an alarmed as,
pect.
81 But !. there was nothing, said by any one,
turned, although his absence could not have
exceeded six minutes
When he reentered, his ewes twinkled even
more than usual, and Burt nudged Tim again.
Wmtton resumed his seat
believe you said T. A. r." he said
looking at Abner, kecnly
Yes, sir, answered Abner, humbly.
And you have the number of that box in
letter i.xa WHICH M you carelessly left at honey
:. win you send me that letter, or copy,
If let you go?"
.Yes, indeed" replied Abner, eagerly.
very well; you may go"
Ihe boys looked at each other in amaze-
ment and Abner seemed dased at his good
fortune; but he lost no time in getting out
OF the room, only lingering long enouTh To
cast malevolent look of triumph az the
boys; In an instant they were on their feet
What do you mean by that" asked Burt,
Indignantly. You said you would get the
scot free" ee
!, Softly, young man." said whitton, gently.
/ must make the best Of a bad , bsreain' SHS
Abner wouldn't tell; hut we will make him
tell, all the same. When he leaves the
station, he will be shadowed until he calls
1T won't do any good" said Tim, despair.
lngly, II have presentment that / shall
never know anymore than / do now"
Have your" said Whitton, cheerfully. az
am glad TO hear it, because / never in all
my career ever knew of q presentment be-
ing verified. Don't be alarmed. Abner il
sharp; but If | am not sharper III resign
from the force"
just then there came knock at the door;
the big policeman appeared, and with him
Tiny
"Oh, you great, big, bad boy!" she cried,
huGging Tim with all her strength. Don't
you know it's wrong to tell stories?"
"Stories!" repeated Tim, in surprise.
What did say, Tiny, that wasn't trueg
You said that you were coming to see me-"
$50 l am. Some day"
No, no." broke in Tiny, shaking her head
until her curls looked like a shower of gold
That won't do at all. Some day is no day
Come now. Our carriage is at the door, and
told papa | would bring you home with
me-"