The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-08-31

his gaze TO Davis again, as II reeog-
nizing In him his master captor
Then he laughed--a hideous, chill
ling, defiant laugh, that ended in an
unhealthy gurgle In his throat
"Well?" he asked inquiringly.
/ looked for Davis TO seize on this
propitious moment, when Young Just
aroused from drug-slumber, would be
weak and nervous, 10 ply him with
questions about the things we wished
20 know, but the inspector was too
much a master of his craft for that,
AS II he had not heard his prisoners
question, he sat there staring fixedly
al the man before him.
One minute passed, two minutes
three, and still Davis sat silent and
unanswering The cumulative force
OF prolonged silence began 10 grow
on my nerves. This waiting, waiting,
was torture. II only one OF them
would speak. To Young IL must have
been far worse
Still they kept at It, Davis staring
straight into Young's eyes and Young
trying 70 stare back For a few
minutes he succeeded, and then his
eyes shifted and fell With a master
effort of HIS Will he brought them
back to Davis and held them steady.
There the two of them sat as In a
duel, the prisoners baleful eyes shoot.
ing forth venom, hate, murder, while
in the others steady glance was pic
tured relentless justice.
OF course, there could be but one
end to It. Powerful as was the will
In the ,drug-racked body, the witch.
ing OF the muscles. the involuntary
drawing up OF the limbs and arms as
far as the bonds would permit, and
most OF all the clasping and unelasp-
ing OF the fingers told what torture
the silence was bringing TO Young.
He burst forth at last in a wild
flow OF profanity, cursing Davis. ours
ing me, cursing everything, cursing
God and still Davis sat there as rigid
and as silent as the superior OF a
Trappist monastery doing penance.
At times the prisoners voice was
raised TO hideous shrek, at times
Il sank to a pitiful sob. and all the
while he tugged and strained at his
bonds. twisting, turning, reaching,
trying always to find some position in
which he could gain possession OF the
morphine that lay on the chair just
beyond his reach.
At last--it must have been an hour
later-physical exhaustion conquered
him and he lay back, after one last
frantic struggle. weak and painting,
unresisting.
The inspector arose. and, walking
over to the couch. stood there look.
ing down at him.
"Aleck Young" he said evenly,
your whole game Is up. know all
about General Parrish and Andrew
Elser and the woman from Bridge
port. I know about Dora Hastings,
who committed suicide In the park
lake yesterday, and about Henry
Eberle. who sent you the five thous-
and. know everything that your
unfortunate aide. Rouser, knew and
now | want you 70 surrender all the
letters and papers In your posses
sion"
you will never get them" sneered
Young. as I sat there marveling az
the inspectors revelations II was
news to me that he knew the name
OF the Central Park suicide, and while
/ myself had found the five thousand
dollars. had had not the slightest
intimation that Davis knew from
whom IL had come
Either / get those letters said
Davis evenly. or you get no more
morphine"
Young laughed In his face.
You haven't the slightest evidence