Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1912-01-05

He watched closely the efect or nls
words on the high-strung woman racing
him, and saw that he had touched a 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 nervously, and she seemed
to be on the point Of a violent revelsr
ton when the situation was interrupt
ed by a knock on the door.
Britt, a flash of amusement in his
face. walked to the door, opened It,
and thrust his head out. In the cor.
ridor stood a nan from the Detective
Bureau who said:
THE prisoner, Griswold, requests an
immediate interview with Lieutenant
Britt"
Britz hesitated a minute, then said:
Bring him in here" and then returned
to Mrs. Delaroche.
II shall not ask you to AXE my
word for it, madam" he said. "1ll soon
give you proof Of the very best kind
that what have told you about MI.
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 A..
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 be
,x.,+ rs -, Cricuo1d demanded
"None of that now, Griswold. I've
got the goods on you. The less of that
kind of talk you indulge in. the better
for all concerned. Mrs. Delaroche has
told ev~erything!"
Griswold inquired sarcastically.
"And what, pray, had she to tell?"
"a great deal more than Mrs. Mis-
sioner knows" answered Britt craft
lily.
Don't you mention that lady's name
in such a place as this!" exclaimed
Griswold with a show Of chivalry that
would have gone very we'll before a
jury, but which was lost on such hard
ened thief-takers as Britt and Man
ming.
mo harm in mentioning her name,
is there, when the lady herself Will
be here in a few m~inutes?"
This time there was no stimulation
in the start Griswold gave. He stared
at the detective as if he doubted his
own hearing.
""Why-why-you simply must not
let her come here" said Griswold
again. II would not have her see me
here for anything in the world. Can't
this be arranged somehow? Say. you
know l am not a poor
Britz grinned at him.
ooh, I know you can't be bought"
said Griswold. But this is a serious
matter to me. It means my whole
future. l don't want Mrs. Missioner
to come here and see me a prisoner.
It will be different when h case
comes to trial. I will have counsel
then, and l 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 alcove
heard and saw all that passed be-
tween the men. She gripped the slen-
der arm Of her chair until her taper
ing fingers curving around 1t bit into
her pink palm. She watched the I'M
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 tho
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 Po-
lice Headquarters-he moved uneas.
lily in his chair.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)