Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-05-14
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his harsha manner. Try to calm your
self This is no time for tears We must
know what you know"
Tokoramo started forward with a hoarse
cry. But a strong hand closed on his
lips and a dozen strong hands restrained
him. The scuffle was over before the
sergeant could turn.
Which of these men was your friends
| friend?" insisted the sergeant. The girl
only muaned and sobbed as she leaned
heavily against the doorpost
The Scheme Succeeds.
Come. my girl Answer-or you will
be made to-"
"oh. am sick" sobbed Teri Take
me away, Take me away"
The sergeant put his arm around her
for support. and spoke with rough kind
ness.
Don't be afraid, my girl! Answer my
question: Which of these men loved your
friend?'
Tell the truth-teI the truth" cried
Tokoramo. hoarsely Hironari slipped out
into the foreground.
Il did it." he said. Teri turned TO him
with horror-stricken eyes. The sergeant
shook her gently.
Speak up, Is this the man.
and slowly raised her hand huddled fear
fully in the sergeant's arms. In that
position he could see neither of the men.
! She pointed quickly at Tokoramo and
then buried her face in the poIiceman's
arms. But at that same instant, or per-
haps fraction before, JoshakaWa pushed
| Hironarl out in front of Tokoramo. The
sergeant turned in time to see the ac
cusing finger pointing at the boy. He re-
leased the girl and nodded to his men.
THAT is our man, all right" he de-
clared. Arrest him.
Hironari followed one of the policemen
out of the room. The sergeant fingered
FOR a moment, and ordered the other to
remain on guard AS he drew on his
gloves he addressed the others.
81 will not take you with me he said
You will all remain here in the custody
of this officer until we receive nstruc-
tions from our superiors.
And he stamped out The remaining
policeman took UP his station in the bed
/ room.
See that nothing is touched and that
no one leaves this house until the coro-
ner comes" were the sergeants orders
And as the last CLINT of uniform disap-
peared from view smile of satisfaction
I Ni@N
/ heavily across the divan and his cry Of
agony rang through the silent house:
"lllona! IIlona!"
The stole.
/ Lindener was one of those children of
the world who seldom miss seeing a sun
rise. because they never think of bed until
the workers of TIES busy hive of ours
are on the streets in the morning
Consequently he did not hear of the
murder until late in the afternoon He
was taking his first drink OF cognac
/ in cafe when he learned of il, and he
spent his last mark for cab to take him
to Tokoramo's house. When he arrived
/ there he was as completely insane as a
mentally balanced man can become
Fortunately for Tokoramo. Joshaka wa
and Or. Omayi were with him when the
muscular and frantic German burst into
the library. calling the name of his be-
loved in voice TO make the walls trem-
BILE. The three laps received him as
ccolly and politely as they had done
when he called the night before.
Tell me it isn't true he beloved,
standing in the middle of the floor with
clenched fists and glaring around him like
a crazed bull Joshakawa raised his eye
brows
What do you mean, Herr Lindener?
he asked quietly
| "Illona. ulona,"
/. Tokoramo, his head in his hands bent
over his desk and bit his lips to keep
back moan of anguish Joshakawa,
standing facing the visitor. shrugged his
4 shoulders slightly and spread out his
/ palms in a gesture of gently sympathetic
resignation.
The woman is dead he said 1T is
most deplorable -
"Dead.H- echoed Lindener in terrible
voice. oh, God' He raised his clinch
eG fists as if to call down a malediction
on the Japanese and all their work-on
! himself and all the world Then his eyes
seemed to reel in his head He swayed
and staggered to the table like a man
/ in deadly illness.
1T is very terrible said Joshakawa.
4 "But-the woman was not immortal.
We. too, have grief
Or. Omayi slipped noiselessy over to
| the liquor stand and a moment later held