The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-01-28

by the throat, but the gambler thrust
him aside with apparent ease.
Don't try that or you'll get the
worst or II, Marsh; you've been soak.
Ing up too IIuch whisky 10 be any
good at that game with mel" said GIL
more.
His manner was cool and determin-
ed. 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 lost
his sense OF personal fear In another
and deeper and leBs selfish emotion.
Yet he realized tho gamblers power
ever him, the power OF a perfect and
absolute knowledge OF his most secret
and hidden concerns.
Gilmore surveyed him with a glance
OF quiet scorn.
1T was about half past Ave wher
she turned up at North's rooms. He
had just come up the stairs ahead OF
/ her; | imagine he knew she was COM
Ing guess | could tell you few
things you don't know! All during
the summer and fail they've been
meeting on the quiet" he laughed
iiisolently. "Oh, you have been ali
kinds OF a fool, Marsh; | guess you've
I got onto the fact at last. And 'ont
wonder you are anxious TO see North
hang, and that you WON'T go near him;
I'd kill him II | stood in your place.
But maybe We can fix II 80 the law
Will do that job for you. IL seems u
nave the whip-hand with him just
/ now. Well, he was the whole thing
With your wife when she went away
this fall and then he began TO AXE
up with the generals girl-sort OF 70
: keep his hand in, suppose-the damn
fool For she aln't a patch on your
wife. | guess Mrs. Langham had been
! tipped off TO this new deal-tnats
/ what brought her back to Mount Hope
\ In such a hurry, and she went TO his
/ rooms to have II out with him and
learn just where she stood. wgB IN
my bedroom ans | could hear them
+, "a king through the partition. 1t
wasn't peaches and cream for she
was rowing all right"
! ITS a lie!" cried Langham, and he
strUve TO rise to his feet, but Gilmcre's
strong hand kept him in his chat.
! mo, | don't lie, Marsh, you ought
| to know that by this time; but there's
/ just one point you want 10 get through
! your head. with your wife's help
| Meth can prove alibi,- He Won't
want to compromise her or himself.
! with the Herbert girl, for that matter;
| but how long do you think he's going
! to geep his mouth shut with the gal
lows staring him in the face? I'm
| willing to go as far In this matter as
the next, but you got TO do your part
! and pay the price, or III throw you
down SO hard you'll never get over
! tile jar" His heavy jaws protr"ded
! Now, I've a notion | want to know
your wife. | like her style l guess
you can trust her with me--yon ain I
afraid of that, are your"
| Take your hands of me" cried
! Langham, struggling fiercely
lie tore at the gamblers wrists, but
Gilmore only laughed his tantalizing
! laugh.
"Oh, come, Marsh. let's get back to
the main point. If North's indicted
and your wife's summoned as a wit
ness, she's got to chip in with US.
| she's got to deny that she was in his
room that day-you got to see to that,
can't do everything"
ION your word"
! well, you needn't quote me to her
lit wouldn't help my standing with
her-but ask her where she was be
tween half past five and six the day
/ OF the murder; and mind this, you
must make her understand she's got TO-
keep still no matter what happens!
/ Put aside the notion that North won't
summon her; wait until he is really
in danger and then see how quick he
sQueals
she may have gone TO his rooms.
said Langham chokingly, but that
doesn't prove anything wrong"
"Oh, come, Marsh, you amt fool
enough to feel that way about it"
Let me up. Gilmore!
NO, | won't; I'm trying to make
you see things straight for your OVID
good. What's the matter, anyhow;
don't you and your wife get on?"
Langham's face was purple with
rage and shame, while his eyes
burned with a murderous hate. Rude
hands had uncovered his hidden sore;
yet ruder speech was making mock OF
the disgraceful secret 1t was OF his
wife that this coarse bully was speak
ing! That what he said was prob
ably true-Evelyn herself mad admit
the blow that had crushed his pride
and self-respect. He lay back N. his
chair, limp and painting under Gil
rnores strong hands. Where was his
own strength OF heart and arm that
he should be left powerless in this
moment OF unspeakable degradation?
1T behooves you TO do something
more than soak up whisky, said the
gambler. You must lind out what
TOOK your wife TO Norths rooms. and
you must make her keep quiet no mat
ter what happens. II you go about Il
right ii ought to be easy. for they had
some sort OF a row and he's mixed UP
with the Herbert girl; you got that 10
go on. Now, the question Is, is she
mad enough to see him go TO the peni-
Tertiary or hang without opening her
mouth to save him? Come, you should
know something about her by this
time; would, II had been married to
feT as long as you have.
Suddenly he released Langham and
fell back a step. The lawyer stag
gel ed to his feet, adjusting his COLA
and cravat which Gilmore's grasp or
his throat had disarranged He
glanced about him with vague notion
OF obtaining some weapon that would
put him on an equality with his more
powerful antagonist, out nothing OF
fered, and he took step toward the
door.
Don't be a fool, Marsh" said the
gambler coldly. I'm going to change