Evening journal. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1907-1913, 1912-09-11
Continued from yesterday

never tntitSSi 1 Sdlu, WIN growing
termination, Il shall make the case
bile. 1t is my duty, and / am will
to run all the risks you point oat.
shall start by making a complaint
ainst Peter Johnson. Well have
n arrested, get his record, and fol-
along that trail until We turn up
other conspirators. If poor Cam
on's shares fall in the market, they'll
I'VE to fall. If the notoriety precipi-
ties a delayed facility of which Cam
On is the victim, 1t cannot be helped.
simply will not longer shoulder the
sponsibility of silence"
The way she had Of silent delibera-
n was almost masculine. | can SEQ
r, even now, as she sat there that
ernoon, her hair the same shade
gray as her cloth gown, her fresh,
ar complexion lined in thought.
kindly eyes half closed For tho
tier part of minute she pondered.
men, suddenly, her face awoke, and
le asked me:
will you wait three days longer?
hat is all l have channels of infor-
alton that are closed to the police,
zen. There are men in Chinatown,
i'd women too, who would lay down
cir lives for me. think some of
tem would even betray their friends
hich is still a greater sacrifice. Wait
rec days, Mr. Clyde, and if at the
d of that time | have not learned
r you what you want to know, go on
it'll your publicity idea"
1t was now my turn to be thought
IL. Evelyn believed in the woman's
5ility to aid. She had said as much
me. And | myself possessed a GER
hin degree CT faith in feminine intut-
ON. Aside from that. though, Miss
cement had demonstrated that she
ielded a certain power in her baili-
ick-was not my watch, at that mo-
aent, in my pocket land her whole
ersonality proclaimed inherent CO.
,acity for accomplishment.
Very well, Miss Clement" agreed.
will wait three days. 1t is now Sat
day, November IA. II by this time
tesday afternoon We are not, at
sast, on the track of something tan
lble, l shall be on my way to Null
cry street"
Sunday was with me a day of i'm
thence. l fretted now at confine-
ent, for my ankle was quite strong
Jain, and l was perfectly we'll in
her respects, too. But my physician
I'd set Monday for my first day out,
d he refused to concede even a
'enty-four-hour change of plan. But
chafed more even at the inactivity
to which l had agreed concerning
Cameron than at the confinement. All
at once, l had become imbued with
acessity for prompt and strenuous
easures. Some awful thing, I knew
what, seemed ominously immi-
Mt, and remorse tore at me torment
ely.
Early Monday, ! telephoned Miss
lement for tidings Of her progress,
ut she could only implore me TO wait.
She had nothing TO report, but she
vas encouraged. With my hands thus
led diversion was my only refuge, and
I accumulation Of office work into
'hich l plunged served, in part at
asst. this purpose.
Evelyn and Mrs. Lancaster had
1me in from Greenwich and opened
g Cameron town house, great
hite granite Renaissance affair, on
per Fifth avenue, facing the park;
I'd because the girl had made me-
-omise, lunched there; but I went
it'll less grace than ever before, un-
srtain as l was Of my self-control
ivelyns faith in Miss Clement, how
yer, was contagious. She spoke Of
title else, and when I came away it
vas with strengthened hope of speedy
esults.
1t is my habit to glance over the
arlier editions Of all the evening pa
iers before leaving my Office, and lat
r, either on the train to Greenwich
VI, when in town, at my club, to read
more carefully the later issues of the
News and Star. On this particular
lay, however, a succession OF matters
f more importance prevented my
ooking at so much as headline, IN
il. seated at dinner in the club res
.aurant, | saw on a window ledge be-
side me one Of the more sensational
of the afternoon dailies, and appro-
priated 1t in lieu of better companion
ship.
It was one Of those journals which,
in catering to the tastes Of the prole-
f5piat, conceive 1t wise TO minimize
their references to Wall street, save
|only when a marked slump or a panic
points the moral Of the INSCRIPTIONS
capitalist and his heinous crimes
When. therefore. long, bold-face type
attracted my eye with the announce
ment, Fall In Crystal Consolidated"
p started to read the subjoined article,
jconadent enough that some director
Tor directors had been spitted for bar-
-becue. And before I had read five
lines I came upon the name of Robert
Cameron.
If was to believe this Introductory
paragraph, my friend was 10 Crystal
Consolidated what John D. Rockefel-
Ter was 10 Standard Oil, yet IN the
months OF our intimacy he had made