The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1913-07-25

I'VE know Hurley's back better thar
his face"
wrong there at all. We've found the
policeman that was on the beat. He
has nothing. We looked up some of
the discharged servants-a coachman.
Nothing to that"
"All right. That's ALL" he nodded.
and Cartwright withdrew.
Kayton picked up the receiver Of a
desk phone. 'Send Joe in here" he
ordered. and presently Manning walk
ed in with a broad. red scratch like a
birthmark on his cheek.
Kayton grinned at him. Hello,
Joe. Marked for Identification? I"
Manning slowly raised both hands to
his face-One to feel tenderly Of the
wound on his cheek and the other to
carry to his teeth the apple he was
eating.
picked that up trailing Hurley" he
mumbled cheerily. his mouth full of
fruit. "A fresh cop tried to follow me.
and l fell down a fire escape"
How about Hurley|"
Manning shook his head %dolefully.
Nothing doing" he said. Haven't
been able to line him up with any,
thing. We know Hurley's back better
than his face. We take him out in the
morning and trail him around from n
office to another. He don't go into court.
Nothing busy in his office but his tele-
phone. We take him home and put
hfvn tn bod OF ninht-dn nunrufhtnu hI1t
hear his prayers"
well. don't lose him. How about
that fake ~personal?"
ITS planted in the morning paper"
Manning fshed one out of his overcoat
pocket and opened 1t and gazed at it.
Sure you got it right?" demanded
his chief.
Information wanted regarding IN.
NJ" Beneficiary Argyle estate. Tol.
worthy & Mead. St. Paul building"
read Manning.
Did the papers bite p inquired Kay
ton.
We'll. one Of the evening papers
played 1t up yesterday. Their men
beat 1t to Tolworthy'S. and when they
couldn't find out anything they chuck
ed in some more mystery about a new
murder clew and a missing heir to the
Argyle estate"
Kayton nodded happily. well. II
she doesn't see the personal that stuff
ought to reach her" The desk phone
rang. and the attendant at the outer
door informed him that Mr.. Hurley
was asking for Mr.. Kayton. The de-
tective's eyes cleaned, and he made q
gesture to Manning. Hurley? Send
him right in, Here. Joe. take these
telegrams"-he handed a number of
yellow sheets-'they're all mixed up
With a half dozen aliases for each
counterfeiter. Pick out the informa-
ton and make me>a sort. Of record Of
past performances. Sit w there at
the desk"-he pointed to one In a cor
ner and added lei ningly-'and keep
an ear this way for Hurley"
Manning took OF his coat and hat
and placed himself as ordered. Kay
ton took out a box Of cigars. Lit one
and leaned back In his chair. puflng
c%ontentedly as the massive form of the
lawyer pushed through the door.
II just wanted to speak to you for
q moment. MIR. KaytOn." said the law
yer pleasantly, advancing to the desk
and shaking hands.
"Glad to see you any time. MT. Hur.
ley" returned Kayton cordially. offer.
ing the box Of cigars. Il expect to get
q good deal OF assistance from you"
~ don't know about that" laughed
Mr.. Hurley. selecting a cigar and
availing himself of the lighted match
the detective held out. "But. of course.
I'll be glad to do anything can"
Kayton nodded. and his visitor took
a chair. facing him.
by the way" resumed Mr.. Hurley.
putting with a smokers appreciation
Of a treat. ''in line with your theory
that 1t was an old servant who was