The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1913-07-25
CHAPTER viii.
"Trajl HurIeyln

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swell, how is the mystery getting
along, Mr.. Kayton" he inquired, ac-
cepting a cigar the detective offered
him and putting it happily.
Kayton paused, lighted match In
hand, and looked up at him with a lit
tie smile of surprise.
Mystery" he exclaimed. ."Why
there's no such thing as a mystery IL
you use a little common sense, Mr..
Hurley. You know, in an affair of this
sort, you're confronted by a long line
Of facts, and you hammer away until
you break through somewhere" He
lit his cigar and took a puff. "Mr.
Hurley, when you first met Mr.. Ar
gyle- By the way, how did you meet
Mr.. Argyle?"
Mr.. Hurley carefully brushed the
ashes off his cigar and examined the
end of it critically.
"Well, now, Mr.. 1Kayton, I'll tell you
about that" he said slowly. 81 had a
western proposition in which l want
ed to interest him, and l went to his
Office, and he proved to be a very ap-
proachable man. l laid the matter be-
fore him in the usual way. He took
1t up, Investigated it, found it was
what / had said it was. and we got
together on it. l suppose that gave
him confidence in me. Are you
through here?" he inquired as Kayton
picked up his hat and slipped on a
light overcoat.
Eyes" replied the detective.
"Call me up in the morning If 1 can
be Of any help to you" offered the
lawyer, also making ready to leave.
"Ill be in Pittsburgh said Kayton
briefly.
"Oh! You are going away?" MI.
Hurley was interested.
"Yes, for the day. My operatives
have just rounded up a case there,
and I've got to see the man and pull
him across. Expect to take the night
train back"
"Ill see you the day after tomor-
row, then" said the lawyer with a
nod of farewell as he walked slowly
out.
Les, ~, Sdlu hdytOu.
The detective buttoned his overcoat,
ran his eye about the room again as
If to make sure he had overlooked
nothing and then turned to his assist
ant with a brief command:
"Joe, trail Hurley"
Manning was not an easily surpris-
ed young man. but now his jaw almost
dropped with amaZement.
"Wh-a-t!" he exclaimed. Hurley"
Kayton chewed his cigar. and an
amused CLEAN came to the n Of
his eyes as he surveyed his assistant.
Haven't you been listening to him"
he asked.
mo, not particularly" Manning ad-
mitted.
"Well you should have" comment
ed his chief grimly. THAT'S your
business, He's way off from normal.
When a man says Now I'll tell you
about that it's one safe bet he's lying.
Trail him.
Ten seconds later the lawyer had an
ever invisible but ever present shadow.
Contrary to the copy book wisdom
on the subject. swift action is not a
habit. Persons who habitually hurry
are merely fussy, They seldom accom-
plish much beyond an appearance Of
activity which is deceiving to the I'M
versed. and they also succeed In get
ting real workmen nervous and irri-
tated. Such people are worse than
useless in Il crisis. 1t is the we tenn
pered man who conserves his energy
and never hurrtes until it Is absolute
ly necessary, who delivers the swift
thunderbolts of action that dazzle the
world.
And Kayton's speciality was conserv-
ing and concentrating his energies.
When he returned from Pittsburgh
he did not know who had killed Mr..
Argyle. He strongly suspected that
MIR. Hurley knew more than he was
telling. and his plans had been laid
with a view to eliminating the lawyer
or fastening guilt upon him. He did
not know which would result. He
was not guessing. He had not made
up his mind that the lawyer was in
the mesh Of the true crime. So he had
to make certain just where this figure
stood In the game before he could
proceed along new lines with certainty.
He was expected at his office the Sec
ond morning after his departure for
Pittsburgh. and the newspapers con-
firmed the report Of his return. They
confirmed 1t by telling In seven column
headlines what be had done In Pitts
burgh.
Leischmann. the manager. and Nash.
a veteran aid Of the great detective,
who was allowed all sorts Of priv
ileges. we're awaiting him 10 the pri-
vate Office and discussing the news
from Pittsburgh when Kayton arrived.
The chief carried a little grip and
also some few signs of two successive
nights in a sleeping car. but he seemed
as calmly energetic az ever.
Hello. hoys." he said. with a nod.
Morning. governor" responded his
aids. Kayton stripped or overcoa,
and plavas huny his hat and turnad n