Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-18

1.-THE hell you dol" calculated Lang
ham.
The gamblers brow darkened.
What do you mean by that?" he
demanded angrily.
Nothing, I was only thinking Of
Mrs. Langham's probable attitude in
the matter, that was ALL
You mean you think she won't
want to meet me?" and in spite of
himself Gimore's voice sounded
strained and unnatural.
I'm sure she won't" said Bangham,
with cruel candor.
We'll" observed Gilmore coolly;
I'm going to put my case in your
hands, Marsh; you come to my rooms,
you drink my whiskey and smoke my
cigars and borrow my money; now,
I'm going to make q new deal with
you. I'm going to know your wife. 1
like her Style-she and I'll get on fine
together, once we know each other
You make it plain to her that Pm
your friend, your best friend, about
your only friend"
you fool" began Langham.
Gilmore quilted his chair at a bound
and strobe to Langham's side.
None of that, Marsh!" he protested
sternly, placing. a heavy hand on
Langham's shoulder. IT see we got to
understand each other, you and me!
You don't take hints; l have to bang
1t into you with a club or you don't
see what I'm driving at"
81 We paid you all | owe you, Gill
more." said Laugham conclusively.
you can't hold that over me any
longer"
IT don't want to-" retorted Gil
more quietly.
"You kept your thumb on me good
and hard while you could"
Not half so hard as l am going to
! IL you try to get away from me
now"
What do you mean by these
| threats?' cried Langhan.
The gambler laughed in his face.
you've paid me all you owe me,
but ! want to ask you just one ques-
ton. Where did you get the money!"
THAT" said Langham, steadying
himself by mighty effort, lis none
of your business!'
Think not?" and again Gilmore
laughed, but before his eyes. fierce,
compelling, Bangham's glance way
cred and fell.
81 got the money from my father"
he muttered huslily.
"You're a liar!" said the gambler
~ know where you got that money,
and you know I know There was
a long pause, and then Gilmore jerSed
out:
But don't you worry about that.
In your own fashion you have been
my friend, and it's dead against my
creed to go back on a friend unless
he tries to throw me down: so don't
you make the mistake of doing that,
or I'll spoil your luck! You think
YOU got North where yon want him;
don't you be too sure of thatl There's
one person, just one, who can clear
him. at least there's only one who is
likely to try, and I'll tell you who IT
lists your wife" For an instant
Langham thought Gilmore had taken
leave of his senses. but the gambler S
next question filled him with vague
terror.
"Where was she late that after
noon; do you know"
what afternoon" asked Lang
ham.
Gilmore gave him a contemptuous
glance.
Misunderstanding afternoon, the after
noon of the murder" he snapped.
"She was at my father's; she
dined there said Langham slowly.
THAT may be true enough, but she
didn't get there until after o'clocR
I'll bet you what you like on that
and I'll bet you. too, that | know
where she was from to 6. Do you
take me up? No? OF course you
don't. Well, I'll tell you all the same
She was in North's rooms"
"You lie. damn you!' cried Lang
ham, springing to his feet. He made
an Intellectual effort to seize Gilmore
by the throat, but the gambler thrust
him aside with apparent ease.
Don't try that or you'll get the
worst of it, Marsh; you've been soak
ing up too much whiskey to be any
good at that game with mel" said
/ Gilmore.
i His manner was cool and de-
termined. He took Langham
roughly by the shoulders and
threw him back in his chair.
The lawyers face was CHASTITY in
the gray light that streamed in
through the windows but he had