Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-08-30

| to shoot-even If You knew how, which
! YOU don't, my good Jex."
! ooh, yes, l can shoot straight enough,
Mr. SAKE" Jex said He had dropped the
redundant Sir but there was stiH that
/ infection of ironic respect in his voice.
/ straight enough, assure You; only that
/ is a pleasure / must deny myself The
| police are coming. and I mustn't inter-
/ fere with the due course Of the law"
The Game Up.
| THE police. What do voG mean?"
Saxes insoleucc was superb but he
passed the tip Of his tongue over his
dry lips He knew Well enough what he
meant The game was up; the colossal
/ carclessness which had overlooked this
brass bound box and its contents had
done him In at last. lie saw ruin star
/ ing him in the face once the police be
gan where Aould they end? All the ugly
secrets Of Tempest street would come out
his connection with the murdered man.
the trade they had shared. Perhaps-who
knew? they might even connect him
with the murder
The skin under Saxe's hair prcked All
tho gay insouciance Of hts manner was
gone over the golden hued skin the ugly
pallor 81 fear lay Ike a mask Of gray
paint
chapel? The English police have a sum
mary method Of dealing with blackman
It is not one Of those professionals which
commend themselves to the English mag
nation"
lust for moment his malice got the
better Of him, his arm wavered a little.
his weapon lowered, SAKE. vigilant and
agile as a cat, saw his chance With
sudden unge forward he had caught the
weapon and the hand that held it in a
grip that was like a wise
I'm do for YOU" he cried you
treacherous cur Of an informer! III make
YOU curse the day that you were born"
For the moment Jex, slight and fra GLE
in no physical sense a match for The man
who stood over him with the living fire
Of hatred in his eyes, was absolutely at a
disadvantage; then suddenly, unexpected-
ly, he kicked out. Taken utterly by sur
prise, SaXcs grip relaxed There was a
report. cry hoarse and ugly like that Of
wounded beast. and Paul SAKE mrched
and stumbled and fell face forward by the
side Of the round table by the bed
Jcx stood looking down at him, his
face white and terror stricken.
What had he done?
With fingers that trembed he thrust
the revolver under Paul Saxe's outflung
| hand: then, on an almost unconscious
Impulse seeing that dusk had fallen on
the room, he struck match and lighted
the oil lamp that stood on the table
above the dead man
The police must have light to guide
them when they came He drew the
blind up to the top and left the bed
room door wide open; then, cautiously
and stealthilr. as though hidden eyes
and ears watched and listened, he crept
down the stairs and out into the desert
ed street
The signhoard of the Toby jug rat
tied and swung in the rising wind as
the little figure came down the street
"A quaint figure with piRtails flying and
/ long legs on which the unRartered black
stockings hung disconsolatey like with
ing snakes. uecessitatinE frequent and
/ irritated clutches on the part Of their
wearer to prevent them descending alto
gethcr.
At the door of the shop the child
stopped ana looked up al the swaying
sign with eyes Of ccstatic welcome
Looking ft to bust 'isself as usual,
bless i'm" she said; then, opening the
shop door, cautiously she went in
No one came out Of the parlor at the
sound Of the tinklng bell. but on the
| threshold of the shop the gray cat met
her with agitated mewings and appraised
tail. There was a slight haze in the
air, and an acrd smell as of singed wool.
Bess raised her head and shifted dis
tastefully.
"Someduks ON fire ! don't fink" she
said. Then, raising her voice she called:
"Grandad Graudad!'
There was no answer. and a little
! tremor shook the child. She was tired
and on the verge of tears as it was.
Since early morning she had not tasted
| food The journey from Sussex had
cost her every penny of the carefully
| boarded pocket money her grandfather
| had sent her from time to time For
Ress had fulfilled her threat-she had
run away from the "Eentlewoman" who
! had, for consideration, consented to
mold her future after her own model,
! back TO the beloved shop in the West
minister SUM and the old man and the
cat that SO far as she was capable of
affection. she loved
| "Wots appeued2" the child said. with
a little catch in her breadth ooh, my
lor', wots 'appened9"
She stepped to the foot Of the stairs
and locked mp There was a great blaze
of light and the smell OF burning had
! increased. with a chokng little cry she
ran upstairs.
To Be Continued in Next Issue.