Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-13
The Argyle Case Or. sc,e, E; sc 2;'ssVe
BY J. W. McoNAUGHY.

seously, your wife is implicated with
you and others in this counterfeiting. I
nave offered her a chance to save her
seif' II she will tell who committed the
Argyle murder. She
NOT so much as an eyelid fickered in
the Germans eolorless face as he in
terrupted quietly
she knows nothing about IT. How
should she?"
She knows everything about it," re-
torted Kayton.
friedrichl" cried his wife, franticaDy,
can you do something"
! with the speed and smoothness of a
slelght- of-hand expert in delicate DEM
ohstfatlon the counterfeiter's hand went
10 his hip pocket, but there 1t stopped
L could kill him." he said, quietly. as
II trying to make UP his mind Kayton
who carried his soft dark hat in his right
hand, let it fall to the floor and dis
closed small automatic pistol.
mol! gasped the woman seizing ber
husbands arm
With low moan, Miss Mazuret. who
had shrunk back against the mantel and
watched the scene with staring, fright
ened eyes, sank unconscious on to the
| old oak bench
Your daughter" exclaimed Kayton,
in new tone. she fainted!"
And for the first time in his life Kay
ton lost control of the situation In a
vital crisis Forgotten was the murder,
the counterfeiters. his reputation, his life
--everything-as he bent over the pale
faced girl.
Mrs. Martin seized Kreisier's arm
He knows!" she gasped. He knows
she's my daughter"
Kayton threw back his head and
Strengthened up.
DO you think I'd have sent her here
II you weren't her MOTHER" he snarled.
savagely. You ought to have gone when
told you to. Good God! Haven't you
any feeling for her at all? l might have
known | couldn't trust her to a woman
who left her when she was baby for
| a man like Kreisler!'
| He had apparently lost all sense of the
terrible situation save in so far as the
girls name might be smirched With a
womans quick tuition Mrs. Martin saw,
and her face lit with fierce joy.
We've Got Him"
"Friedrich!" she cried, in shrill voice.
| We've got him.
The Germans burning, steady eyes had
never left the detectives face, but his
right hand had made the trip it started
| before-but this time it had fulfilled its
errand. 1t was concealed in the folds of
Mrs. Martins skirt.
What do you mean?" he growled.
He's in love with herr
Her finger pointed to the scene across
| the room and Kayton WINGED as if the
hand had thrown a spear at him.
Whatever you do to me!'' cried the
woman triumphantly, you'll do to her!
She's my daughter and I'll claim herr
Kaytons eyelids narrowed and he grit
ted his teeth.
You're a rotten pair!" he said slowly
But the woman was all but hysterical.
I've got her out of my life until now
and you brought her into it!' she cried.
From now on she'll get what l get!''
"You can't drag her so low that | won't
drag back!' declared Kayton, in low,
tense voice She's accused of this muir
der and the only way | can clear her is
by showing you up
At the word Kreisler's right hand dart
ed up. Kayton's lip ourled and he tossed
his revolver across the floor He was a
brave man, like Kreser.
eco ahead" he exclaimed contemptu-
ously, walking almost up to the muZzle of
| the revolver that was held in a hand as
steady as the cool mind behind 1t.
"Shoot!-and she'll hang for it." He
pointed to the woman that still chung to
| Kreisler's left arm. And my boys will
| kill you and your gang like rats in trap!
| The house is Observation-Disclosures q dicto-
graph in that window. My men hear
every word we say / have only to speak
an order to have it obeyed The moment
you threatened to kill me they started to
raid the house"
AS if in instant proof of his words,
even while the white crease in Kreisler s
| foref1nger showed the pressure on the
trigger, the buzzer above the doorway
buried out it's warning.
Slowly the finger relaxed, and the arm
| came down to his side. His eyes turned
TO the woman's face with an expression
that in its very calmness struck despair
and agony to her soul.
ut has come" he said simply.
Put up your hands!'' snapped Kayton
Kreisler glanced at him indifferently and
found himself facing the steel circle OF
the muzzle of second revolver. Then
his eyes came back to the woman. His
| look at Kayton and the revolver was nc
| more than that we give a stranger on
| the street.
Put up your hands!" repeated Kayton
warningly.
The German. ignoring him, kissed the
woman's dark forehead, gently olsen
gagged his arm, and, leaving her standing
rigid with eyes closed, turned his back on
Kayton and walked slowly to the door
Here he suddenly threw up one hand, not
! both hands, there was a sharp report
and Friedrich Kreisler had accepted de-
feat in his warfare With society.
With a low moan the woman dropped
across his lifeless body. Kayton bent
over the girl for an instant and turned
his head as If speaking to some one over
his shoulder:
| zoe, call a cab
There were columns about 1t in the
morning papers, but no astute reporter
saw any connection between the ''un-
earthing of the most gigantic counter
feiting plot in history and the Argyle
murder. None knew that Miss Mazuret
had been in the house. Gage, Skidd ano
Mrs. Martin were incommunicado, the
latter too numb and dazed to talk ever
| If she could have been approached. As o
| special favor to Kayton she was held un-
der his orders to be taken to his office
when wanted in the morning
L[ayton apueared as fresh and clean