Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-25


tuously. THE woman who killed him is
the Spanish woman who called on him at
5 o'clock"
"oh, you think that" asked Howell,
slowly.
why sure its the old gag-jeaIousy
stuff-but we want to find this stenogra-
pher to give us description of her"
'Oh, l see! So of course you're anxious
To find the stenographer"
you Got Away With It,"
Yes" nodded the captain, darby, "but
it's the other ono we want"
We'll" Howell stihed a yawn. 81 hope
YOU get her"
''Oh wen get her all right" returned
the captain, with some heat. 1.-The police
department amt as rotten as YOU guys
try to make out"
HUH" exclaimed Howell His face
was a laughable study of reproach and
injured innocence.
Yes. you" grOwled Captain Ryan, un-
deceived. Every newspaper in town is
pannin us. That mutt, Victor Holt,
started it, The girl at the desk dropped
a pencil and hastily stopped for it.
Everything was all right till he butted
in. To hear him talk. you'd think there
wasn't an honest policeman in New
York.
"Wen is there" asked Howell, pleas
antly
There you are!' exploded the captain.
Just what I'm tellin you. What chance
have we got when everybody's against
us? He wanted every man in the depart
ment TO give up his time to runnin' down
these white slave felers. We got few
other things to tend to beside that"
srowied the captain. aggrievedly
That's why Holt turned you down and
took on the Burns men. eh?" inquired
Howell rubbing salt in the wound
Yes, and a HI of lot OF good
they'll do him." burst out the captain,
violently. See the afternoon papers?
Huh letter to Holt from that Scarlet
Band bunch-hope they get him! Serve
him right"
lie stamped toward the door, but How
ell hailed him and followed. reaching into
his pocket and extracting a bill.
"Oh, captain. You know, being down
here, 'refuging. I wasn't in on this muir
der story. II you get any new done. slip
it TO me. will you?"
He held out the bill and CAPTAIN RYAN
gared at it. 1t was ten
Finding an owner.
What do You take me for?" he de-
manded, virtuousy. I'VE cut all that
out nothin' doing"
"Oh, all right no offonse," said Howell
smiling little. He walked carelesslv
past the outside door and dropped the bill
in front of it,
Don't forget what I told you. miss"
warned the captain ANYTHING new
turns up let me know"
Ia pl,,.l
stopped and picked up the money turn
ing with it in his hand.
Somebody dropped bill here" he said
slowly. and looked at Margaret. is il
yours?"
NO" replied the girl.
"Yours?"
mo, no. no." protested Howell. The
captain looked from one to the other and
slowly pocketed the bill.
i must have dropped it as came in"
he guessed as he strolled out Good
night
Good night replied Howell with =
chuclde. Then he looked gravely at the
girl, she avoiding his eyes until the can.
tain's footsteps reached the street
Wen. You got away with it," he said
grmly. You never turned an eye lash.
That was immense"
ON she exclaimed with Il shudder
Il wish you'd go away and let me go on
with my work.
THAT isn't your work." he retorted.
You don't belong here You know YOU
had TO explain to your uncle where he'd
find YOU He paused, and the girl made
no comment, Now, tell me what hap
pened at the Beaumont"
Il never was at the Beaumont" pro-
tested the girl, despairingly. What right
have you to question me?"
What right had you to sit there as Miss
Towne and answer that policemans ques
tionso' he retorted.
"You-you frighten mel don't know"
she stammered a bit.
Now now Listen!" he broke in with
a trace Of impotence. Il know YOU
did it,"
mo- No I tell you! I did not" she
doubled her fists in her laps and stared
hard at the desk
you Were justified"
II know you did IT," he insited quiet
| ~ But I've got "a strong feeling that
| YOU We're iustifed--in some way or other
| Now if YOU are ON the level youll tell
mFall about ii and III help YOU"
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