Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-07
The Argyle Case 0Ss s II E; BE" w 26tss0r
BY j. w. McoNAUGHY

Joe, be careful with that woman" or
dered Kayton.
is il the mother?" asked Manning
eagerly
Kayton grunted Can't you see tho
family in the faces"
"Gee' exclaimed the young man wrig-
Cling with delight
KaytOn went to the door OF the little
office where Miss Mazuret was concealed
and invited her to come in
Miss MaZuret" he said abruptly. as
she turned on him an inqulring look. 81
have found woman who was in the
room when Mr., Argyle was killed"
Miss Mazuret turned white as chalk
"A woman she gasped
Kayton nodded grimly IT have abso-
lutte proof OF it here in her finger prints. )"
"The Woman In the Room"
He led her to his desk and pointed to
the blotter beside which lay one of the
Photographic records Of the finger prints
on the table In the Argyle library. Even
70 the girls unframed eye they were
identical
"ohf" she gasped, we mus, tell
Bruce"
Not yet returned Kayton, decidedly
NOW, listen 10 me- He looked down
INTO the girls eyes. Her bosom was still
Yelling It's tale Of the effect OF his an
nouncement. but the eyes were calm and
courageous-the eyes OF brave and 10y
al woman.
The other man Was much I,ouns,er
fla shify dressed in the extreme of mas
cui1ne fashion Fills face was fa& and
pasty. He was small boned and under
sized-anemfc, crafty. ratlike. His socks
ana tie were of the same shade Of iaven-
der His suit was a light check and he
wore low-cut shoes with ornate caps on
the toes His hair was sliched down
and cigarette hung Imply from the COR
ner of his mouth
Worry About tho ksys.
He chose to be known as Simeon Gage
The older man was known TO the secret
service and q number of municipal DO
lice bureaus as Friedrich Kreisler and
with certain heroism of crime he
scorned an alias He calmly lit the gas
while Mrs. Martin drew the curtains,
me younger man stood in TIE middle OF
the room and fidgeted.
Doctor, well have 10 have all those
locks changed, don't you Think" he in
CURED nervously, IN a high pitched voice,
mat was almost whine We might as
well go to bed with the front door OMEN.
There was nothing in my bag TO show
what house the keys were for" Mrs, MAJ
tin reminded him, quietly.
i know, Mrs. Martin, but Tn, not for
tShfn any chances" declared the Young
man. The crook that got your kevs
might see you oonnin' out a. here
some time, Or he might pick YOU IN
IN the street and follow you home. This
isn't just the sort Of place we'd like to
entertain sneak thief in, Is II? He'd
bieckman us for life"
Kreisler emerged nron the closet. ty-
ing the strings OF workman's apron
about his waist
You've got too much imaginati ton for
this business, Cage he said. with a
slight but unmistakable German accent
II was the English Of the highly esau-
Gated German. You ought TO go back 20
your confidence games"
Seeing his friend thus sttired for bust
ness. Gage Invested himself OF hat and
topcoat, but continued to protest
Well. I've been uneasy lately--ever
since that girl came" he confessed II
thought I was being followed Yesterday. "
You're always being followed" DOM
mented Krefsler. You must have a bad
conscience.
II think perhaps I'm geettn' too many
cigarettes" admitted Mr.. Gage ~ don't
know, though, now We must be get
TIN pretty easy If people can come and
pick our pockets. don't think We ought
to have that girl here Some cheap al
vorce case detective VIII be roundup us
up next. Who Is she. anyway" he de-
nanded suddenly, turning on Mrs. Mar
tin. II called up Hurley and asked him
about her. Why doesn't he know any
thing about herf"
~ haven't had a chance to tell him
yet" replied Mrs Martin. indffferen<ay
she came only yesterday"
You've had lots OF chances to tell me,
grumbied the young man
TITS none OF your business Cage" Mrs,
Martin informed him.
well he whined, with q sort OF pro
testing helplessness. Il feel as nervous as
a rabbit with strange woman around"
Kreisler meanwhile had lowered the
folding bed and produced from secret
cTsnnies in the mattress and structure
divers bottles. marble slabs shallow pans
and the usual paraphernslis of pho
togra pher From g hidden recess Of the
closet a camera made It's appearance
Gage eagerly offered to assist him, but
the older man waved him aside with a
cunning smile.
You never let Us help at anything but
rl.e bleaching" no protested. ~ notice
you're ksapi-8 everything you know I'M
der your hat Some day you'll go off
to Scotland with your money. like Andy
Carnegie, and leave us all workin' in the
mills"
"what l know l know" returned the
German. grtmly
Yes. doctor" said Gage, but | get
tired sittin' around here wsitin for you
to pull of your masterpieces
Kreisler had seated himself It the ia
bic and slipped a 81 bill in bleaching
solution. At Sage's last words he threw
back his head and his eyes blazed with
@ fine anger.
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