Bisbee daily review., 1913-10-29

intended" he went On in z frivolous tone again, Ito kick to you on my gas bill. It is too large. You, as respon- siblc head, know it is. But somehow, you know. the presence here of you gentlemen has disarmed me. You don't need tc be here; you all have the facil- ities to get away. Here you arei I guess you can charge a dollar and 2 quarter for gas if you want to-" He looked from one to another while he carefully wiped back the blood that was flowing from the little wound in his forehead. "Eldridge acknowledges he has failed" he repeated.
 T fail to see how you have i'm proved upon that failure" snapped FL dridge, stung.
 "No?" Queried Darrow. "I call Hal lowell to witness that the game has been fair. We had an even start; the data have been open to both" He raised his voice a little. Jack" he called.
 Immediately through the open door from the hall outside came Jack War ford. leading by the arm strange and nondescript figure. It was that of small, bent. old-looking man, dressed in a faded suit Of brown. His hair was thin, and long, and white; his face sharp and lean. His gaze was fixed straight before him, so that every one fin the room at the same instant caught the glare of his eyes.
 They were fixed, those eyes, like an owls; or, better, wildcats, as though they never winked. From the pupils. which were very small, the little light colored lines radiated across very large blue irises. There was something bale full and compelling in their glare, so that Hsllowen, cool customer as he was. forgot immediately all about the | mans littleness and shabbiness and ! bent figure, and was conscious only of | the cruel, clever, watchfui, unrelent- | ing, hostile spirit. As Jack dragged 1 him forward, the others could see that one foot shambled along the floor. Gentlemen" observed Darrow in 1 his most casual tones. let me present Monsieur X!"
 Every one exclaimed at once. Above | the hubbub came Lyons voice, clear and commanding.
 The proof" he thundered. This is too serious a matter for buffoonery The proof" ar..
 Percy Darrow raised his hand Through the roar of the maddened city the bell of the Metropolitan tower was beginning its chimes. By the third stroke the uproar had died almost away. The people were standing still awaiting what might come.
 The sweet-toned chimes ceased
 There succeeded the pause. Then tht
 great bell began to boom.
 One-two-three-fo - five sil
 came its spaced and measured strokes
 The last reverberations sank away
 Nothing happened. Percy Darrow le
 his hand fall.
 The proof" he repeated, "is tha
 you are still here"
 From the night outside rose a wilt
 shTiek of rejoicing. stupendous, over
 whelming, passionate. Paige spranl across the room. "Release," he shout
 ed fairly in Simmons ear. The spar crashed. And at a dozen places simu , taneously bulletins flashed; at dozel other points placarded balloons arose on which the search-lights played; s that people, hesitating in their flight i : thankfulness over finding themselve still alive, raised their eyes and read
 Monsieur x is captured You ar safe.''
 3 At that 8 tumult arose, a tumult c
 rejoicing.
 !. Darrov had sauntered to the vii i dow, and was looking out. From th great height Of the Atlas Building h g could see abroad over much of th !. city. Here and there, like glowin d planets, hung the balloons.
 Clever idea" he observed. "I'i , glad you thought of 1t" \ Hallowell was on his feet. his eye
 shining.
 S I've got the only paper on the jobl S he fairly shouted. "Darrow, as 70 < love me. give me the story. WheI ' was he? Where did you get him?"
 Darrow turned from the windoN
 and sarcastically surveyed Eldridge.
 He was in the office next door
 said he, after a moment.