Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1913-09-11

by reunion and much excited explana-
ton Kayton bundled them into one Of
the consultation rooms that opened off
his sanctum, obtained a few neces-
! saries from Manning, who "a in the
outer Office, and then he was ready
for the lawyer.
AS for that worthy. he did not enter
with his Wonted manner of pushing
everything out of the way. He was
almost reluctant. and his eyes were
troubled. Kayton apparently noticed
nothing of this, and his greeting was
as cordial as ever.
"Well, I'm very busy this morning,
Mr.. Kayton," he replied, in response
to the detectives inquiry as to how he
did. But | wanted to oblige you.
What was the clew?" he inquired.
He did not settle himself comforta-
bly, in a chair and light a cigar. He
remained standing above the desk.
Kayton was busy with his papers,
some of which partly concealed the
metal contents of a little ~pasteboard
box.
Its a little better than a clew," he
replied at last cheerfully. looking up.
II think we've got the man that killed
Argyle"
Mr.. Hurley was paler than usual,
and any n looking for signs would
have noticed that more of the scant
color left his face.
well WELL" he began slowly.
"Sit down." interrupted Kayton with
a hospitable wave of his hand toward
the chair where Mrs. Martin had sat.
But Mr.. Hurley did not Immediately
avail himself of the offer. His lips had
gone dry, and he moiStened them be-
fore he asked:
"Ah. Who is it? Who is it,"
"Sit down and I'll tell you" replied
Kayton lightly. The lawyer slowly
sank into the chair. never taking his
eyes off Kayton's face. The latter
swung his chair around so as to direct
ly face his visitor.
"Mr. Hurley" he inquired pleasantly.
did you ever try a .lawsuit?"
MIR. Hurley started and stammered
| slightly as he answered.:
"I'm-er-I'm an Office lawyer"
"Oh" murmured Kayton. He eyed
the lawyer, and the lawyer stirred I'M
easily.
"Mr. Hurley asked the detective
quietly, when did it first occur to you
that Mr.. Argyle was out Of his mind?"
Mr.. Hurley raised his eyes and met
the detectives squarely.
II don't get you he said slowly.
"You will" was the grim assurance.
You surely didn't think you'd interest
a man in his position-a millionaire
in a scheme for promoting counterfeit
ing if he was in his right mind
Mr.. Hurley was silent for a moment,
but he no longer looked disconnected.
He knew now why be had. been
brought to Kayton's office. He gripped
himself to fight for his life.
ANY business affairs that Mr.. Argyle
intrusted to me were private and con-
idential," he said. very deliberately.
II can't discuss them. Mr.. Kayton,
you forget that l an a lawyer"
II don't forget i'll don't believe it"
retorted Kayton.
Mr.. Hurley achieved an excellent ap-
pearance Of righteous anger suppressed.
what do you mean?" he demanded.
Kayton handed him the last page Of
the fake confession.
do you know that signature?" he
inquired. With a hand that trembled
not the slightest the lawyer adjusted
his eyeglasses and studied the docu-
ment.
las you saw in the morning papers,"
continued Kayton grimly, before you
packed your bag. we arrested your
friends last night and confscated all
their counterfeit money-all except the
500 bill that had been left with Mr..
Argyle. l advised Mrs. Martin to do
what she could for herself by making
a complete statement of the facts as
she knew them, and you'll be sorry to
hear that her confession of what oc-
Cured between you and Mr.. Argyle in
the library that night charges you with
murder
Io IL dC a. pau u SNohI
to Kayton's words, the lawyer tossed
the paper back on to the desk.
Its a lie" he said coolly. That's
all a fake-to protect herself"
"Then you mean to say that Mrs.
Martin was responsible for the death
Of Mr.. Argyle?" demanded Kayton
swiftly.
That's exactly what l mean to say
returned Mr.. Hurley. 81 had no con-
nection with these people whatever,
except professionally for Mr.. Argyle.
I was retained by him be hesitated.
For what purpose?" demanded Kay
ton.
For a perfectly legitimate purpose"
replied the lawyer. This woman
thought she had a claim on Mr.. Ar
gyle-she was trying to get money
Claim" interrupted Kayton. "What
sort Of a clamp.
81 don't know"
CHAPTER XIV.
The Case Is Cleaned Up.