The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-01-28
CHAPTER XIV.
The Gamblers Theory.

ham come from the postofiice, half
block distant and hurry across the
Square. Gilmore strobe after him.
"Oh, say, Marsh, want to see
you'll" he called when he had sum
clently reduced the distance that sep
arated him from his friend.
Instantly |Hahgham- paHsed,1 turning
not too friendly face toward the
gambler.
You want to see me7" he asked.
Didn't | say so?" demanded Gil
more, as he gained a place at his side.
Where are you going. to the Officer"
Yes, have some letters TO an
swer. and Langham quickened his
pace.
Gilmore kept his place at the law
yer's elbow For a moment there was
silence between them. and then Gil
more said:
''YoL got away from McBrides in
hurry Saturday; why didn't you
wait and see the finish ?"
Langham made no answer TO this,
and Gilmore. after another brief
silence, turned on him with an unex-
pected question:
How would you like TO be In
North's shoes, Marsh?" AS he spoke,
the gambler rested a hand on Lang
hams shoulder He felt him shrink
from the physical contact Gives
YOU chill Just to think OF It, doesn't
it?" he said. II suppose Moxlow be-
lieves there's the making OF a pretty
strong case against him; en- Marsh ?"
Il don't know; | can't tell what he
thinks" said Langham briefly.
But in North's place. back there
L.. A. I.n H.. l. nj ,,r.xts
iron cages over the yard, how would
you feel? That's what want TO
know"
Langham met his glance for an In
slant and then his eyes fell. He
sensed the insinuation that was back
OF Gilmore's words.
Cant you put yourself In his place,
with the evidence, such as 1t Is, all
against your"
I'm due at the ONCE" said the
lawyer suddenly.
Gilmore took his arm.
IF North didn't kill Mcbride, who
did?" he persisted
why do you ask me such ques-
tions?" demanded Langham resent
fully.
my lord-can't we consider the
matter?" asked the gambler laughing.
WHATS the use? Here, I've got 10
20 10 the Office, Andy and he
sought to release himself, but Gill
more retained his hold.
IL suppose you are going TO see
North" he asked.
Langham came to a sudden stop.
whats that?" he asked hoarsely.
You have been his intimate for
years; surely you are too good
friend TO turn your back on him
now!'
III he wants me, he'll send for mel"
muttered Langham.
do you mean you aren't going TO
him, Marsh ?" asked the gambler
with we'll simulated establishment.
He knows where I'm TO be found"
said Langham, striding forward again.
and, damn It, this Is no concern OF
yours"
We'll, by thunder" calculated Gil
more.
II don't need any points from you,
Andy!' said Langham, with sullen
sidelong glance at his companion.
They had crossed the Square, and
Langham now halted at the curb.
"Goodby, Andy" he said, and
shook himself free of the others de-
tanning hand.
Hold on a minute, Marsh" OBJ
jected Gilmore.
We'll. what is 1t, can't you see am
In 4 hurryY"
"Oh, nothing here. Marsh-"and
s;riding forward, Gilmore disappeared
In the building before which they had
paused
For an instant Langham hesitated,
and then he followed the gambler.
A step or two in advance OF him,
Gilmore mounted the stairs, and pass
ing down the hall entered I.angh1ms
Office. Langham followed him into
the room: he closed the door, and
without a glance at Gilmore removed
his hat and overcoat and hung them
up on a nail back OF the door; the
gambler meanwhile had drawn an
easy chair toward the open CRATE at
the far end OF the room, before which
he now established himself with APP
parent satisfaction.
Il suppose the finding OF the cor.
oner's jury doesn't amount to much, I"
he presently said but without looking
in Langham's direction.
The lawyer did not answer him He
crossed to his desk which filed the
space between the two windows over.
looking the Square.
You're damn social" snarled Gil.
more over his shoulder.
II told you | was busy" said Lang
ham, and he began TO finger the pa
= pers on his desk.
Gilmore swung around in his chair
and faced him.
so you won't see him-North. I
meant" he queried well, you're a
hell OF friend, Marsh You've been
rs thick as thieves. and now when he's
up against II good and hard, you're the
first man to turn your back on him =.
Seating himself, Langham took up
HE pen and began 10 write. Gilmore
watched him In silence for a moment,
q smile OF lazy tolerance on his lips.
Suppose North is acquitted. Marsh: :
suppose the grand jury doesn't hold
him." he said at length; will the
Z search for the murderer go on?"
The pen slipped from Langham's
fingers to the desk
Look here, don't want TO discuss
North or his affairs with you It's
nothing to me; cant you get that
through your head7"