Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-31
The Argyle Case oS s,ci., Af F; Bco 2;tts'
By J. w. M'CoNAUGHY
J, w. M'CONAUGHY

so now?"
"No-no! Bruce she choked you
couldn't have"
You do" he cried harshly.
MISS Maruzet pressed her face to her
hands and swayed in a paroxNsm of grief
He stood, hard and accusing, and made
no move to soothe her.
Oh, l don't know don't know she
sobbed Pm afraid I'm losing my mind!
1t doesn't seem possible-that your father
was killed! But he was--he was!'--
Argyle waved his clenched fists wildly
above his head. And at that moment
kayton slipped quietly into the room.
Come in! Come in, Mr.. Kayton,"
roared the young man in a frenzy. We've
got hold Of something at last to give out!
| she! - his finger stabbed at the girls
shrinking form-"she heard me come
back! That ought to satisfy the public
that ought to clear her. Give that out!
l can stand'it, l didn't. come back"
And he flung himself from the room as
Miss Mazuret collapsed III a chair But
as Kayton approached she staggered to
her feet and all but fell in his arms.
Help us-help us"' she implored few
erishly. Don't say he came back herel
was wrong am sure | was He says
| he didn't come! Please don't tell any
one! What have I done-what have l
done?g
Kayton tok firm grip on the slender
| shoulders with his two strong arms.
Strengthened the girls clinging form, and
gazed into her face, gravely but kindly.
Il want you to pull yourself together, d"
he ordered in a tone of authority. I'm
going to need you-rm counting on you.
We need-you!'
oh, 1 can't can't" moaned the girl.
Yes, you cam" he interrupted, grim
ly. You're not that sort of girl. You
want to clear him. don't you, as much
as he wants to clear your"
"Oh, yes, yes! Oh, r.
We'll, then. that's all right" he de-
clared heartily. giving the shoulders a
rather vigorous pat as he released them.
You go to your room. I'll let you know
when l need you
He turned abruptly away as If to indi-
cate that the matter was closed for the
present and Miss Mazuret dragged her
self slowly, uncertainty to the door Just
before she passed out he called her by
name and she turned miserably toward
him. He walked up swiftly and again
placed his hands on her shoulders.
Before you CO." he said gravely, 81
want you to promise me that you won't
worry any more l can't say definitely as
yet who Is responsible for all this, but l
can tell you this much-I know that
neither you nor Bruce had anything to
do with it."
1t is given to few men to win with a
I few more words the reward in over
whelming joy and gratitude that leaped
to the eyes of the miserable girl.
You dor she gasped, incredulously.
He nodded slowly and smiled
Il do"
"Oh-oh" there was a rush of sobs.
Thank you-Mr. Kayton."
And she was gone. When Manning re-
turned some minutes later he found his
chief staring vacantly up the deserted
hall. He cOughed and gained no atten-
ton.
HIM he repeated little more loudly
Have you got anything yet l can work
on, governor"
Kayton came back to his job with a
start
''Wh-what?" he demanded, with a
frown.
81 say" repeated Manning deliberately,
have you got anything l can work on?"
"caII Up Chief Wilkie."
Yes replied Kayton, with a swift
|
| Wilkie, joe
Chief Wilkie? Washington" ex-
claimed Manning in surprise.
Yes" snapped his chief sharply Did
you think the secret service had moved ?
$500 Main
While Manning was deep in a subdued
but heated argument with the long-dis-
| tance operator Kayton busted himself
with the finger prints
Did you get the womans thumb
prints under the edge here, Joe2" he
called out.
Yes sir" replied the young man, with
his hand over the mouthpiece; "the right
hand one came out fine--perfect! Is 1t
the girl?" he added, as his chief subjected
sheet after sheet to a close scrutiny under
his powerful pocket lens
mo" replied Kayton, CURLY.
rs she in the bunch?" inquired Man
ming, after another minutes wait, In
which he swore fluently but guardedly at
the telephone company, its works, equip
ment and operating staff.
Kayton dropped the sheets of paper on
the table and looked up with a queer light
in his eyes.
Joe" he said, this woman came from
the outside"
Manning whisted into the telephone and
hastily clapped his hand over the mouth
piece again Gee" he grunted. That's
a big order,--Hello! Is the chief in? Mr..
Kayton wants TO speak to him. Here he
is, governor. Just a minute
Cover the doors, Joe" ordered Kay
ton, taking the phone Manning swiftly
and quietly opened both doors, peered
about, and then stepped out into the hall.
Hello chief" said Kayton, distinctly
but in a somewhat guarded tone. "Oh,
hard at work. Have you any report Of q
counterfeit hundred dollar gold certificate
| -E97S? E-g-7-2- Don't you get It? |
can't very well \, 3, c, y, +! Yes,
that's it. Series Of 1907. Yes, that's it.
You haven't? Well, I've got one here
that l thought might be bad. Moo, but
it's little light. If it's counterfeit it's
the best one I've seen. No, they must
have bleached to get the paper. The
heads corker Well, I'll turn it over 10
+ba Nau York office Oh mo- IFS a little