Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1912-11-01

in front, but between Georges house
and the next there was a court eight
feet in width, running to the dividing
wall between the bank property and
his own A grille gate protected this
court George had key The gate
opened readily enough. His intention
was to enter by the basement-door.
But he suddenly paused To his
amazement he saw just below the
library curtain q thin measure Of
light. Light! Some one in the house!
He did the most sensible thing pos
sible: he stood still till the shock left
him. Some one In the house, some
one who had no earthly or heavenly
business there! Near the window
stood tubbed bay-tree. Cautiously
he mounted this, holding the ledge of
the window with his fingers, That
he did not instantly topple over with
"A great noise was due to the fact
that he was temporarily paralyzed
Here was the end of the puzzle. The
riddle of the United Romance and Ad-
venture Company was solved. At last
he understood why Mrs. Chedsoye
had sought him, why Ryanne had kid
mapped him. But for his continuing
his journey upon the German-Lloyd
boat, he would have come home a
week too late; he would have missed
being a spectator (already an limo,
cent contributor) to one of the most
daring and ingenious bank-robberies
known in the pages of metropolitan
crime There was Mrs. Chedsoye, in.
trusively handsome as ever: there
was her rascally card-sharper brother,
that migrate who called himself Ry.
anne, ard three unknown men. The
impuderce Of it; the damnable inso.
lence of it! And there they were,
tOasting their success in a brace OF
his own vintage-champagne! But the
wine was, after all, inconseQuential. II
was what he saw upon the floor that
caught him by the throat. His knees
weakened, but he held on grimly to
his perch
White bags Of gold, soiled bags Of
gold, and neat packs of green and yell
o low notes: richest Twenty bags and
as many packets Of currency; a mil
lion, not a penny under that! George
G was seized With a horrible desire to
yell with laughter. He felt the each
innaaons bubble in his throat. He
swallowed violently and gnawed his
bps. They had got into his house IN
der false pretenses and had tunneled
q back into the Northumberland
Bank, of which Horace's brother was
president and In which he, George P
A. Jones, always carried a large pri
vate BALANCED! It was the joke o.
the century.
Q As quietly as he possibly could, ht
stepped down from his uncertain
Sperch In the fine fury that followed
his amazement, his one thought wa:
to summon the police at once, to con
front the wretehes in their villainy;
but once outside in the street, h
cooled. Instantly he saw the trial IL
court. Fortune as witness against hel
own mother. That was horrible anC
not to bsothought Of. But what eoulC
he do? He was shaken to his soul
The stBpendous audacity of such z;
plan!o To. have worked out every de
tail, down to the altering of the key
hole to prevent Surprised. He saw
the automobiles. They were leaving
that night. If he acted at all, it mus
be within an hoar; in less than tina
time they wodld be loading the, cars
His mind began to rid itself Of it
confusion. Without the aid of tn
police; and presently he saw the wa,
.. to do it.
He was OF at q dog-tr6t. upon tn,
balls Of his feet, silently. Within fiv,
minutes he was mounting the step