Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-26
By ]. w. M'CoNAUGHY.
.,-r,u,t. 1918, by The Evening Journal
Publishing Company.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.

~, N logic-a woman will give in to
Rthing
.1s that policeman gets hold of you,
Il -.orred her. they'll give you the third
Il -o. shan't be there to help you
AZ I was minute ago. They'll
Iyar let up on you. You know that,
- vouq" He paused. but the girl
z, Ia No sign. Now, what are you going
cne arose suddenly and drove the chair
E.Tn, going TO leave this place she de
r. no. you're not" Howell stepped
.rrse7 her and the door
rbe r,rl stood trembling, terrified.
:. well" he demanded, sternly
Che made no sound.
400 Won want me to telephone the po-
81 ,,Lare they can find that stenogra-
#ctn there was no response.
a .9o vouq" he demanded; but she could
"A utter a word ......
81 "Very well"'
m. strobe to the desk and took the
IA sfvor off the hook of the phone.
"a The next instant the arm that was
"a rr,.lre, n to his ear was seized by two
|shan but powerful hands.
81 "ror'f give me up." begged the girl,
Il d, boarse whisper For Gods sake,
dbn't give me up
lie turned his head to look at her ana
an ewes questioned relentlessly
N nr,u tell you!" she promised feverishly
Il, . receiver dropped back on the hook
n didn't mean to kill him! | swear to
~ didn't mean to kill him"
And with a dry sob that shook her
-, head TO foot she sank weakly into
IN desk chair. Howell clumsily patted
her shoulder.
"a al Can Trust You"
N "non't lose your nerve now,' he remon-
n hated. with his early gentleness. You'll
nee it,
He looked and listened carefully for
q, orent and then quickly drew up chair
inside her.
Fl Nov. come on. he said, briskly. The
sssxt instant, he was more embarrassed
Aan he had ever been in his unabashed
III reer she seized his uniniured hand in
MOI hers and gazed into his face with
Needing searching eyes. Howell wrig-
Nd and flushed.
81 on" she exclaimed at last. Il believe
1csn trust you!'
4There was a world of helpless appeal in
|ahe tone and the look, and Howell felt
more uncomfortable,
M Take a chance" he muttered, grimly,
IN his eyes met hers. TITS the one
'cbance you've got"
S If ] could only make you understand. ."
Ell Try he urged. Tell me-who was
b. man that grabbed you down there
BIS afteruoon?"
~ one Of the gang" was the low re-
~ mse
81 What gang?"
There was no reply. She released his
|@nd and slowly looked away.
8 Oh can't you trust me- he pleaded.
|#Nhat gang"
~ The Scarlet Band Again.
III There was another little pause and then,
~ low, steady voice:
The Scarlet Band"
Howell started 20 violently that he al
IMost leaped out of the chair.
That Scarlet Bandi Good God! What
gould You nave to do with that bunch?'
I've been fighting them for four years, -
answered the girl. The plunge once made,
ae was more self possessed and calm
han the reporter.
You! Fighting them!" he gasped.
Yes, my brother and 1 together-fight-
We them with every ounce of strength
w had. There was a low, deadly in
NhsitF in this last that made Howell
saVer slightly
III Your brother? Who's your brother?'
"a demanded.
81 Victor Holt"
Howell felt himself growing dizzy, lit
|aslly
ictor Holt'' he repeated. What Vic
IN Uolt?"
The assistant district attorney"
lie mopped his throat. swallowed
nmethlng and leaned forward.
Let me get this" Howell begged.
ne assistant district attorney is your
Bother"
Yes my brother" replied the girl.
but your name is Hadfeld-Mary Had
- protested Howell weakly. He be-
- 10 think that one or both of them
~ gone crazy.
a my name is Margaret Holt-Victor
hots sister"
rloWeH sank weakly back in his chair
70 stared at her.
Neir for the love of Mike" he ex-
f1nned' slowly. Victor Hollis sister,"
III "e eirl nodded, but offered no further
'Ihduon, He thought for a moment
s"ehce and then sat up briskly
Huo this thing at the Beaumont" he
SEQ had something to do with the
ia M You and your brother are doing,
id Yes"
TN HI' what YOU did was justified
"e slrl bit her lip and nodded. How
"a tAelaimed incoherently under his
ealh' loosened his collar and gazed
me room. 1t was his way of re-
1Suhg his mentality. Then he hitched
l"dlr closer with an air of quick, cool
determination.
ISIeh.' he ordered, crisply. I'm for
n NV m for him strong!-and for every
ne doing! And he'll win out, too
spite Of those coppers. They're
Tta an You, of course?"
oh, yes!"
IA course they are" Howell nodded,
81 1sIy They know it was the row
y. alsed that started this aldermanic
IA =, cation and all the scandal about
.g s, was the low response, they
rne victor for the whole thing
IA 49,, 'ourse!' Howells tone was sympa-
IA & nut far from passive Well he