The San Francisco call., 1913-09-17

that was not pleasant. He was not
which he wore rather far back or
his head. By this single sign one
might have recognized Cassidy, whC
had had Mary Turner IN his charge
on the occasion of her i'll fated visit
to Edward elders office. four years
before, though now the man had
7 thickened somewhat, and his ruddy
face was grown even coarser.
Hello. Joew he cried, familiarly
Hello, Aggie!'
The light gray eyes Of the forgel
had narrowed perceptibly as he recog-
nized the identity of the unceremo-
nious caller, while the lines OF his
| firmly set mouth took on an added
hxity.
~Well?" he demanded. His voice
was emotionless.
Just a little friendly calI.1 Cassidy
announced in his strident voice
Where's the lady of the house?"
Out" 1T was Aggie who spoke
very sharply.
Well, Joe,' Cassidy went on, with
| out paying further heed to the girl
fora moment, when she comes back
just tell her it's up TO her to make a
get away, and to make it quick"
But Aggie was not one TO be ig-
nored under any circumstances. Now
she spoke with some acerbity in her
voice, which could at will be won
drous soft and low.
Say she retorted viciously, you
can't throw any scare into US. You
hain't got anything on us. Seer
Cassidy, in response to this out
burst, favored the girl with a Ions
stare. and there was hearty amuse-
ment in his tones as he answered
Nothing on you, eh? Well. we'll
let's see He regarded Carson with
grin. you are Joe Carson, for
ger" AS he spoke the detective took
notebook from a pocket. found q
page. and then read: First arrested
In 1891 for forging the name Of Ed
win Goodsell TO a check for 100000
Again arrested June 10, 1898, for for
gerry Arrested in April. 1898. for
forging the signature of oscar Hem
menway 10 a series of bonds that We're
counterfeit Arrested as the man
back of the Reilly gang In 1908. Ar
rested In 1908 for forgery.
There was no change in the face or
pose of the man who listened to the
reading When it was done and the
officer looked up with a resumption
of his triumphant grin Carson spoke
quietly.
Haven't any records Of convic-
tions, have your
The grin died, and a snarl sprang
In It's stead.
mo" he snapped, vindictively. But
we've got the right dope on you, all
right, Joe Carson" He turned saw
agely on the girl who now had re-
gained her usual expression of de-
mure innocence, but with her rather
too heavy brows drawn little lower
than their wont, under the influence
of an emotion otherwise concealed.
And you're little Aggie lynch,
Cassidy declared, as he thrust the
notebook back into his pocket Just
now. you're posing as Mary Turner'S $
cousin You served two years in
Burnsing for blackmaiI. You were
arrested in Buffalo, convicted, and
served your stretch. Nothing on you?
Well, wellr' Again there was trl-
umpn in the officers chuckle.
Aggie showed no least sign of per-
turbation in the face of this revela-
ton of her unsavory record. Only
an expression of half incredulous
wonder and delight beamed from her
widely opened blue eyes and was en-
phasized in the rounding of the little
mouth.
why" she cried, and now there
was softness enough in the cooling
notes, my Gawd! II looks as though
you had actually been workin"
The sarcasm was without effect on
the dull sensibilities of the officer.
He went on speaking with obvious
enjoyment of the extent to which his
knowledge reached.
And the head of the gang Is Mary
Turlor Arrested four years ago for
robbing the Bon Marche. Did her
stretch of three years"
rs that all you've got about her?"'
Carson demanded, with such abrupt
ness that Cassidy forgot his dignity
sufficiently to answer with an un-
qualified yes.
The forger continued speaking rap
idly. and now there was an under
current of feeling in his voice.
Nothing in your record of her
about her coming out without friend
in the world, and trying to go
straight? You amt got nothing in
that pretty little book of your n
about your going to the millinery
store where she finally got Job, and
tipping them off TO where she come
FROM"
Sure, they was tipped off, Cas-
sidy answered, quite unmoved. And
he added, swelling visibly with i'm
portance: I'VE got to protect the
city,
Got anything in that record OF
your'n" Carson went on venofnously,
about her getting another job, and
your following her up again, and hav-
ing her thrown out? Got ii there
about the letter you had old Glider
write, so that his influence would
get her canned?"
"Oh, we had her right the first
time" Cassidy admitted complacently.
Then, the bitterness of Carson s
soul was revealed by the fiereeness in
his voice as he replied.
you did not! She was railroaded
for job she never done. She went
in honest, and she came out honest"
The detective INDUCED himself in
a cackle of sneering merriment.
And that's why she's here now
with a gang OF crooks" he retorted.
Carson met the implication fairly
Where else should she be?' he de-
manded. violently. You ain't got
nothing in that record about my
jumping into the river after herr
The forger's voice deepened and
trembled with the intensity Of his
emotion, which was now grown so
strong that any who listened and
looked might guess something OF the
truth as to his feeling toward this
woman of whom he spoke That's
where / found her--a girl that
never done nobody any harm,
starving because you police wouldn't
give her a chance to work. In
the river because she wouldn't take
the only other way THAT was left her
to make a living. because she was
keeping straight! Have you
got any OF that in your book?"
Cassidy. who had been scowling in
the face OF this arraignment, sud
denly gave vent to a croaking laugh