Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-11-29
,ays. that this refusal of his termin-

Q rays, that this refusal Of his termin
ates the negotiations, So"
But just a moment interposed
Mr. Howard quickly
Good day" said Mr. Grimm.
The door opened and closed: he
was gone. Three minutes later he
stepped into a telephone booth at a
nearby corner and took down the re-
celyer
Hello. cenfrall" he called and
then; This is Mr. Grimm OF the Sc
cret Service. What number was MI.
Howard talking tor"
Eleven double-noueht six, Alexan-
eria, was the reply.
Where is the connecticut In whose
uame?"
The connection is five miles out
from Alexandria IN a farmhouse on
the old Baltimore Road," came tho
crisp, business-like answer. "The name
Murdoch Williams"
Thank you" said Mr.. Grimm.
"Good.by"
A moment later he was standing by
the curb waiting for a car, when How
ard, still angry, and with an expires
sion Of deep chagrin Oh his face came
busting up.
II you can give me until tomorrow
afternoon, then" he began
Mr.. Grimm glanced around at him,
and with slight motion Of his head (
summoned two men who had been
chatting nearby One of them was
Blair, and the other Hastings
Take this man In charge" he d.
rected. Hold him In solitary con.
hnement until you hear from me.
Don't talk to him, don't let any one
else talk TO him, and don't let him
talk. If any person speaks to him be-
Tore he Is locked up take that person
n charge also He is guilty Of no
crime, but single word from him
low VIII endanger my life"
That was all 1t was said and done {
70 quickly that Howard, dazed. con
used and utterly unable TO account
or anything, was led away without a {
'rotest. Mr.. Grimm, musing gently 6
N the stupidity OF mankind in gen }
raj and the ease with which II is 1
ossible to lead even a clever indi. !
idual into trap, If the bait appeals I
0 greed. took car and went up +
own. 8
Some three hours later he walked Il
risky along a narrow path strewn p
nth pine needles. which led tortu- "
usly up TO an old colonial farmhouse u
the place seemed to be de-
srted. The blinds. battered and 81
ripped of paint by wind and rain,
ere all closed and one corner of the d.
nall veranda had crumbled away
ON age and neglect. In the rear OF 81
Ie house, rising from an old barn a
I'm pole with cup-like attachment OF
the apex. thrust its point into the in
zen above the dense, odorous pines. W
r. Grimm noted these things as he ed
me along. In
He stepped up quietly on the YER be
ida and had Just extended one hand pc
rap on the door when 1t was open re
from within. and Miss Tkorne II
bod before him. He was not sur 20
ised; intuition had told him he
'uld meet her again, perhaps here In pc
ling sudden quick tenderness -
hted the listless eyes. For an In ca
int she stood staring. her face pallid OF
ainst the gloom OF the hallway be- tor
nd. and she drew a long breath of
ief. as she pressed one hand to her the
last. The blue-gray eyes were
led by dropping lids, then she re- on.
'ered herself and they opened into ure
. In them he saw anxiety, appre- Ne
ision, fear even. acc
Miss Thornel" he greeted. and he pac
we'd low over the white hand which hor
impulsively thrust toward him res
III knew some one was coming" bac
stammered in half whisper. Il sile
Mt know II was you; hadn't The
'wn definitely until this instant us
You were safe from the explo-
/. I am glad-glad. you under
I'd; glad that you we're not" She