Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-07
The Argyle Case 0G s,2t(, fa Be" w Ra'e,'F
BY J. W MCoNAUGHY


Yes, sir" said the manager, and hur-
ried out az Manning returned.
Joe be careful with that woman" or
dered Kayton
Us 1t the mother" asked Manning,
eagerly
Kayton grunted Cant YOU see tho
family in the face?"
Gee" exclaimed the young man wrig
/ Cling with delight
Kayton went to the door Of the little
office where Miss Mazuret was concealed
and invited her TO come In.
Miss Mazuret," he said abruptly. as
she turned on him an inquirng look, Il
have found a woman who was in the
iroom WHOM Mr. Argyle was killed"
! Miss Mc.uret turned white as chalk
a woman" she gasped
Kayton nodded srimly. IT have abso-
lutte proof OF It here in her finger prints"
1.-THE Woman In tho Room"
| lie led her 30 his desk and pointed 10
the hlotter beside which lay one the
! Photographic records OF the finger ,nts
on the table In tho Argyle libra D. even
70 the girls untraineu eye tho ere
identical
"oh' she Easped. we must tell
Bruce"
Not yet" returned Kayton, decidedly.
Nov, listen to me-" He looked down
into the girls eyes, Her bosom was still
telling it's tale Of the effect Of his an
nouncement, but the eyes were calm and
courageous-the eyes of a brave and 10y
al woman
| The other man was much younger
fiashily dressed in the extreme OF mas
culine fashion His face was fiat and
pasty He was small boned and under
sized anemic crafty ratike. Hia socks
and tie we're Of the same shade OF laven
der His suit was a light check and he
| wore ow-cut shoes with ornate Gaps on
the toes His hair was sicksd down
and cigarette hung Imply from tho cor
ner Of his mouth
Worry About the Keys
| He chose TO be known as smeon Gage
| The older man was known to the secret
service and number OF municipal po-
lice bureaus as Friedrich Kreisler, and
with certain heroism OF crime he
scorned an alias. He calmly lit the gas
while Mrs. Martin drew the curtains
| The younger man stood In the middle of
| the room and hdgeted
Doctor, wen have TO have all those
locks changed, don't you think7" he In
CURED nervously In high pitched voice,
mat was almost whine I'VE might as
well go to bed with the front door open"
There was nothing in my bag to show
| what house the keys were for. Mrs Mar
tin reminded him. quietly.
I know, Mrs. Martin, but I'm no, for
takin' any chances" declared the Young
| man. The crook that Eot your news
| might see you comm out o. hare
some time. Or he might pick YOU IN
IN the street and follow you home This
isn't just the sort OF place we'd like TO
entertain sneak thief in. is Il? He'd
blaclSmail VS. for life"
kreisler emerged from the closet tv-
ing the strings of a worltman's apron
about his waist
You've got too much imagination for
| 'his business, Gage" he said, with a
slight but unmistakabIe German accent.
1t was the English OF the highly edu-
Gated German You ought to go back to
your confidence games"
| Seeing his friend thus attired for bust
ness, Gage Invested himself OF hat and
| topcoat but continued TO protest
! Wei, I've been uneasy lately--eyer
since that girl came" he confessed. II
thought | was being followed yesterday
| You're always being followed" com
| nented KreisleT You must have a bad
| conscience"
i think perhaps I'm gettin' too many
cigarettes" admitted Mr.. Gage Il don't
know, though, now. We must be get
tin pretty easy II people can come and
pick our pockets, l don't think we ought
to have that girl here, Some cheap al
Vorce case detective will be roundup us
up next, Who is she anyway he de-
manded suddenly, turning on Mrs Mar
tin. 81 called up Hurley and asked him
about her Why doesn't he know any
| thing about herr"
y haven't had a chance to tell him
yet replied Mrs. Martin indirferently.
| She came only Yesterday"
| You've had lots OF chances to tell me"
gTumbIed the young man
! IT'S none of your business, Gage" Mrs.
Martin informed him.
! Well he whined, with sort OF pro
testing helplessness, IT feel as nervous as
a rabbit with strange woman around"
| Kreisler meanwhile had lowered the
| folding bed and produced from secret
orannies in the mattress and structure
divers bottles, marble slabs, shallow pans
and the usual parap hernalia of "a pho
| toRrapher From a hidden recess Of the
closet camera made it's appearance.
Gage eagerly offered TO assist him. but
the older man waved him aside with a
cunning smile
You never let us help at anything but
! the bleaching he protested II notice
you're keepi-g everything you know UNI
der your nat Some day you'll go OF
| 10 Scotland with your money like Andy
Carnegie. and leave us all workin' in the
mills"
What l know I know" returned the
| German. grimly
Yes, doctor SAID Gage but l get
| tired sittin around here waitin' for you
| to pull of your masterpieces"
Kreisler had seated himself at the ia
hle and slipped 81 bill in bleaching
solution At Sage's last words he threw
back hts head and his eyes blazed with
a fne anger.
Continued In Next Issue.