Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1913-09-11
CHAPTER Iv.-contlnued.

What kind OF a looking person
was the man who took you outside
last night?" inquired OF George
with my eyes still on this furtiVe
watcher.
"A fellow to make you laugh. a
perfect character. Laura; hideously
homely but agreeable enough. took
quite a fancy to him. Why"
Il am looking at him now"
Very likely. He's deep in this ar
fair Just an everyday detective. but
ambitious, | suppose, and quite alive
to the importance of being thor
ough."
He is watching those people. No.
he isn't. How quickly he disap-
peared!"
Yes, he's mercurial in all his
movements. Laura, We must get out
OF this. There happens to be some
thing else in the world for me to do
than to sit around and follow up muir
der clues"
But we began to doubt If others
agreed with him. when on passing
OUT we were stopped in the lobby by
this same detective, who had some
thing to say to George. and drew him
quickly aside.
What does he WANT" | asked, as
8ocn az George had returned to my
SIDE.
He wants me to stand ready to
obey any summons the police may
seDc me-"
Then they still suspect Brother
SOM"
They must"
AS we stepped out Of the hotel
George gave my arm q quiet pinch
which served to direct my attention
70 ar elderly gentleman who was Just
alighting from a taxicab at the kerb.
He moved heavily and with some ap-
pcarance OF pain, but from the crowd
collected on the sidewalk, many Of
whom nudged each other as he pass
ed, he was evidently a person OF
some Importance, and as he disap-
reared within the hotel entrance, l
Gsked George who this kind-faced,
bright.eyed old gentleman could be.
He appeared to know, for he told
me at once that he was Detective
Gryce; a man who had grown old in
solving just such battling problems
ns these.
That night bided Georges coming
with an Impotence l could not con-
troll. He was late. Of course, but
when he did appear, l almost forgot
cur usual greeting in my hurry to ask
him il he had seen the evening pa
pers.
NO" he grumbled, as he hung up
his overcoat. Been pushed about
oil day. No time for anything"
Then let me tell you"
But he would have dinner first.
However. q little later we had a
comfortable chat. Mr.. Gryce had
made a discovery, and the papers
were full Of 1t.
The opinion had become quite gen.
eral with those best acquainted with
the details of this affair, that the
mystery was one of those abnormal
ones for which no eolution would ever
be found, when the aged detective
showed himself in the building and
WAC taken to the room, where an In
spector OF police awaited him.
This is very good Of you" the in
spector began, glancing down at the
aged detectives bundled up legs. and
gently pushing a chair towards him.
The elderly man thus addressed
glanced down at his legs, now propped
up on a stool which someone had
brought him, and smiled. with the
pathos OF the old who sees the inter
ests Of q lifetime slipping gradually
away.
81 am not what was. l can no
longer get down on my hands and
knees to pick up threads from the nap
Of n rug. or spy out a spot OF blood
IN the crimson wool Of a carpet"
You SNAIL haNo oWOOSWoSSA ASAS
10 do the active work for you. What
We want of you Is the directing mind
the infallIble instinct. It's a case
IN n thousand. Gryce. II will make
you young again"
The old mans eyes shot IRE and
unconsciously one foot slipped to the
Aoor. Then he bethought himself
md painfully lifted It back again.
.'What are the points? What's the
dimculty?" he asked. "A woman has
been shot"
sNo, not shot. stabbed. We thought
she had been shot, for that was intel
Urible and involved no impossible
1ties But Drs. Heath and Webster
Under the eye Of the Challonsrs own
anglican, have made an examination
Il ne wound and they declare that
~ huiiut q 70 be found In the BODY.
A. fho wound sEtsndS no furtAsr
- lhs heart this settles one great