Devils Lake weekly world. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-12

1t up, investigated it. found it was
what had said it was. and we got
together on it. suppose that gave
him confidence in me. Are you
through here?" he inquired as Kayton
picked M his hat and slipped on
light overcoat.
"Yes," replied the detective
"Call me up in the morning If I can
, be Of any help to you" offered the
lawyer, also making ready to leave.
"I'll be in Pittsburgh" said Kayton
briefly.
ooh! You are going away?" Mr..
Hurley was interested.
"Yes. for the day. My operatives
have just rounded up a case there.
and I've got to see the man and pull
him across. Expect to take the night
train back"
"1'll see you the day after tomor-
row. then" said the lawyer with
nod of farewell as he walked slowly
out.
eyes, do" said Kayton.
The detective buttoned bis overcoat,
ran his eye about the room again as
If to make sure he had overlooked
nothing and then turned to his assist
ant with brief command:
"Joe, trail Hurley"
Manning was not an easily surpris-
ed young man. but now his jaw almost
dropped with amazement.
"Wh-a-t"' he exclaimed. "Hurley?"
Kayton chewed bis cigar, and an
amused CLEAN came to the corners Of
| his eyes as he surveyed his assistant.
Haven't you been listening to him?"
he asked
"No, not particularly" Manning adj
mitted.
"Well. you should have" comment.
ed his chief grimly. "That's your
business. He's way off from normal.
When a man says Now I'll tell you
about that it's one safe bet he's lying.
Trail him.
Ten seconds later the lawyer had an
ever invisible but ever present shadow.
Contrary to the copy book wisdom
on the subject. swift action is not a
habit Persons who habitually hurry
are merely fussy. They seldom accom-
plish much beyond nm appearance Of
activity which is deceiving to the un-
versed, and they also succeed In get
ting real workmen nervous and irri-
tated Such people are worse than
useless in a crisis. 1t is the even tenn
pered man who conserves his energy
md never hurries until it is absolute
~ necessary, who delivers the swift
thunderbolts Of action that dazzle the
world.
And Kayton's speciality was conserv-
Ing and concentrating his energies.
When he returned from Pittsburgh
be did not know who had killed Mr..
Argyle. He strongly suspected that
Mr.. Hurley knew more than he was
telling, and his plans had been laid
with view to eliminating the lawyer
or fastening guilt upon him. He did
not know which would result. He
was NOT guessing He had not made
up his mind that the lawyer was in
the mesh Of the true crime. SO he had
to make certain just where this figure
|
proceed along new lines with certainty.
He was expected at his Office the sec
ond morning after his departure for
Pittsburgh. and the newspapers con-
firmed the report Of his return. They
confirmed it by telling in seven column
headlines what he had done in Pitts
burgh.
Leischmann. the manager, and Nash,
a veteran aid Of the great detective,
who was allowed all sorts Of priv
ileges, were awaiting him in the pr-
yate Office and discussing the news
from Pittsburgh when kayton arrived.
The chief carried Il little grip and
also some few signs Of two successive
nights in a sleeping car. but he seemed
as calmly energetic as ever.
"Hello, boys" he said. with nod.
Morning. governor" responded his
aids. Kayton stripped off overcoat
and gloves, hung his hat and turned to
his desk. rubbing his hands to get the
morning chill out of the fingers.
"Is Cartwright out there?" he in
quired without further Formally.
"Yes."
"Send him in"
Leischmann disappeared and there
came presently into the Office man
of about forty who might have been
cashier of a reliable bank. He was
we'll dressed. His face was round and
honest. His eyes were bright and his
speech and gaze were direct and
straightforward.
"Good morning. governor" he said
pleasantly, but respectfully.
Good morning, Cartwright" return
ed his chief, looking up with cheerful
smile. Tell me about this report on
the Argyle case" Els hand fell on a
mass Of typewriter manuscript.
"WeIl, we've run out all the inside
servants" said Cartwright. land the
cook and the chauffeur. Nothing
wrong there at all. We've found the
policeman that was on the beat. He
| has nothing We looked nm some of