Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-12-21


Lockes head She is to be the his right
the professor very impressive about that evidently
didn't want tolose the wrong woman. Meantime he'll be
yelling for help and give out holdup yarn, while Mr.
Jailbird makes his getaway
"But why take the word of jaibird?'
"They don't. Brady has diagram of the place of
meeting made out in Lockes writing. 1t shows the
fence, the missing boards, and the position of his
wife, distinctly scheduled his right but they don't
accept this So far as could make out the Chiefs
plan is to let Brady carry the schedule up the
moment of shooting. plain clothes will follow
Brady, and another will follow Locke. If everything
comes off according to the diagram Brady has turned
to the Chief Locke will be clapped into JAIL other
wise, Brady gets his
Judith still with tightly clasped hands and vacant
eyes, the partly unlaced shoes forgotten She not
thinking OF her paper her editor she thinking of
this about to face ruin than DEATH this
who had guided and inspired her, who had guided and
inspired so many other young people of Latoona; a
scholar, recuse deep in his books, unselfshy inter-
ested in that he might find solution to their worst
problems. What the to this terrible prob
lem in his life?
Sam yawned Get to bed, Jude Well know the
worst tomorrow"
JUDITH sprang to her feet, and hastily kissing her
= brother goodnight back to her room. But
his words, well know the worst tomorrow raced
through her BRAIN soaring like fire. That sit They'd
know the worst the newspapers always got the
"worst" first, gave out the worst unless there
at the helm interested in putting out the "best
of story And there must be "best side to this hor
rible affair." there must be explanation Judith knew
the professors wife slghtya rather frivolous person
principally interested in bridge and embroidery stitches
Her mind at random among these rreveant side
issues, while pounding centrally the query again
and again, "What is the answer?s
She got into bed; but her brain fire. She rose
and dressed scarcely realizing her intention She
slipped long snug coat and close little cap, then
crept noseessy down the back stairs and out into the
black night. 1t raining; but she too absorbed
to think of umbrella. She darted across the lawn
the street. and waited for None was in sight A
black cat leaped out from hedge, making long, weird
shadows. Startled, Judith began to run, and,
coming, she kept it up. She must reach Nainst before
the crowds poured out of the theater She remembered
that this one of Latoonas few grand opera nights
the house would hold late At last she slowed down to
walk and seeing car, stopped the corner meaning
to take it.
A man lurched up "Shpose we go t the mssion?'
he proposed drunkenly.
"Shpose you move along.7 Judith gave back in his
own drunken manner, wabbling her head in imitation
of him; then frightened at what she had done, she
started again to rum She reached Main-st., and
thankful for the brilliant lights.
When less than block from the theater the crowds
began to pour out. She waited In the shadow of
closed newsstand opposite the entrance Carriages and
cabs rolled away and streetcars were rapidly filled
Pedestrians hoisted umbrellas, and started up down
the street. Judith looked rapidly from group to
another eager to locate her "preyand fearful lest
she might do She had begun to feel satisfied that
they not there to breathe easily at last that
it all put-up job-when the Professor and his
wife appeared. She might easily have missed them;
for she had been looking for group of three. Where
the sister?
THE professor carefully escorted his wife; but he had
awkward manner, as though his mind was habit
ualy elsewhere, and to attend to husbandly duties
called for conscious effort They paused at the
but full The professor guided his wife on across