The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1912-01-27
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the girl into her arms and making a
dash with her for the freedom be-
yond the great steel door For an In
stant that impulse almost got the up
per hand OF her common sense. Had
not Sends been there, she might have
done something so foolish as to COM
pliccte her young friends position
still further IN the eyes of all the
city's newspapers and their readers.
AS IL was, she increased the tender.
ness Of her caresses, and sought to
soothe Einor's agitation with little
love words such as had long been
common In their daily intercourse. But
this tenderness only recalled to Eli.
nor all the affection, safety, and shell
ter she had left behind her in Mrs.
Missioner's home, and at the thought
she broke into uncomfortable sobs.
The mlllionaire's discomfort was
augmented a thousandfoid by tails
scene between the women. lie shift.
cd his weight from one foot to tho
other, crumpled the rim of his derby
hat until It bent like the brim Of an
Alpine. and at length, unable to view
the girls distress with anything llko
equanimity. he walked to the other
end Of the reception-room and stood
looking through the giant latticework
! at the tide Of traffic in Centre Street
1t was not until the widow had re-
stored Elinor's calmness. not until sho
had assured the trembling prisoner Of
her love, confidence, and full belief in
her innocence n hundred times, not
until their emotion had affected even
the matron long Injured to human woe,
that thC girl saw Sands. His sturdy
bulk, the square set of his shoulders,
the incorporating fidelity in his
strong face, gave her n new sense Of
pleasure. Surely her case coald not
be desperate with two such loyal
friends to defend her! For the space
of a star-hash, she forgot even Fitch,
although her lover at that moment
was Fastening uptown with Britt In
quest of the missing thread that
should lead TO her vlndication. Still
with her arm around Mrs Missioner5
waist. she extended her hand to
Sands, and thanked him in a way
more effective than any nero glrllsh
prettiness for the proof of his faith in
her that ne had given I'm coming with
Mrs. Missioner to see her
"Not that It would take much per-
suasion to make you accompany Doris
anywhere" she said with smile, and
- at oil nj uTlpn
she noted the dark flush OF pleasure
that spread over his features. But
! cannot help taking comfort in the
fact that you have come to see me.
anr that very evidently It has cost
you no struggle to do so. II all OF
you could only know what these long
weeks have been 10 me, you would
understand how deeply the sight OF
old friends affects me. Here | have
been in world apart. The poor
creatures who share this dreadful
home with me only make my situa-
tion worse, for | can do nothing for
them, and yet the sight OF their mis-
cry dlstresses me beyond words"
Elinor did not know how much she
had been spared by the considerate-
ness Of the warden II assigning her to
a tier of cells in which the more bru-
tai inmates OF the Tombs never were
confined. She had had only glance
of the neither depths. Grave though
the charge against her was. the good
old man, whom an accident Of poll
tics had placed in control of the pris-
on, had recognized from the first that
she was Of finer mould than anyone
who had been entrusted to his Gus
tody in his whole term of office, and
he had seen to II that her eyes and
ears were rot assaulted by the sights
and scenes OF the blacker depths.
Years passed, and Elinor was woman
of much graver maturity ere she knew
how much of misery she had escaped.
The visit OF Mrs. Missioner and
Sands did Elinor so much good that,
when they went away, It was with a
lighter heart she returned to her cell,
with renewed courage she steeled her
self TO await the efforts Of the good
friends and the devoted lover she
knew were working to clear her name
Of the frightful charge Donnelly and
Carson had lodged against her.
Her confidence in DR.. Fitch was not
misplaced for in the short time when
Mrs. Missioner in her limousine was
speeding back 10 her home in Million
aires Row, and Sands, in brougham,
| was returning to his Office In the
Bowling Green building. Fitch and
Britz were standing on Fourth Ave
nue. corner short distance north of
Twenty-third Street, gazing with dis
may at twenty-story skyscraper that
stood on the site of the little old curio
shop to which duty had called the
young ambulance surgeon years be-
fore.
You are sure this is the placer"
asked the detective.
Absolutely" said the doctor. 'I
went over there TO get some brandy
for the old man when | was working
him out of bis stupor."
Well" said the sleuth, 80 far as
that old curiosity shop is concerned,
we're up against II; or, what is worse.
we are not up against II. We are con,