Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-01

the valet before him; "but duty's duty, an
time don't wait
For Haggerty, familiar as he was with
battle, murder, and sudden death, had never
witnessed a scene like this one, and it had
outlasted his patience.
"And who the blazes are your demanded
Crawford, swinging about and facing the
detective.
The girl stepped back, her fingers trem-
bling with the collar of her cloak. Immedi-
ately she dropped her hands, smiled, and
laid one hand on Crawford's arm confident
ly. What did all the other people in the
world matter?
Il am Haggerty, of the Central Office"
Haggerty knew when to buster and when
not to.
"What are you doing here in my house?"
Forbes was beset by all his previous
doubts. A detective-and why should he
be here? He thought of a thousand ways
of overcoming Haggerty, of holding him till
Crawford was safely aboard the Celtic; and
then remembered the surest and deadliest
of all detectives-the wireless. There was
no escape.
Gle would not inform me, Sir" spoke the
| valet, drawing down his cuffs.
3Was he threatening you, Mason'"
ooh, no, Sir. He merely desired you to
enter without suspecting his presence. l
don't understand him at all, Sir
well, Mr.. Haggerty?" said Crawford.
@You are James Crawford" began Hag-
gerty, walking slowly to the desk.
II am"
"A rich man with fad for digging up
these things" indicating the walls.
Eyes"
@All right; have little patience till get
the shell off an down to the meat.
am waiting
3This morning you got tickets in hurry
for yourself an valet for Italy. Then you
did the rounds of your banks. You had
lunch at your club with an oil gent with
whiskers who's just back from Upper Egypt.
You worked most O the afternoon here in
this room! Listen! On Tuesday night, the
second week in June last, you played poker
till six in the morning in the studio of that
young chap over there, with jerk of his
head toward Forbes. @You won three hum
dred dollars Coming home that morning
you gave ten dollars to the Of apple woman
on the corner near the pawnshop. There's
fiat not far away, with a young woman
living in it. No harm done in telling that,
since the young lady here now knows all
about it. could told her you was straight
an decent an that the young woman was
living on your charity
aWhat, in Gods name. is all this about?"
/
Mason the valet went to the side window
and threw it up. He remained standing by
| it, unnoticed.
CHAPTER XIII.
TN telling you all these facts continued
l Haggerty, $50 you won't waste any time
getting down to cases. Every move you
made for the last six months is jotted down
in little book in my pocket. All want, ,
he added taking out small India ink pad
and square of white paper, call l want is
an impression of your thumbs. After that
why, we can talk. Do you object?'
3Not in the least" said Crawford readily.
"I'm very anxious to know what all this in
fernal nonsense means
| He angrily dabbed both hands upon the
pad and printed them upon the square of
paper Through glass Haggerty carefully
compared the impression with the treasured
photograph. His brows bent. All this work
for nothing. Haggerty was bitterly disap-
pointed. The thumbprints were identical
in none of the essential details. And yet the
trail ended in this house!
| "Mason!' exclaimed Crawford.
| Haggerty dashed to the window, out of it,
and down the fire escape. He had the Irish
mans Unborn courage and pride of strength.
He had never used powder when he could
use his hands. Only the murderer, fleeing,
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