The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-08-04
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Planned to the minute. We had
her; seven of US; doors locked, and all
that. No weeping, no wailing. could
not understand then, but l do now.
It's In the blood. Hargreaye was as
peaceful as S. Bernard dog, till you
cornered him, and then he was lion.
o, the devil! Slipped out of my fin
gers like an eel. And across the street,
Jones in racer! l never paid any
particular attention to Jones, but from
now on shall. The girl may or may
not know where the money Is, but
Jones doesi Two men shall watch.
FELTON, on the street and Orloff from
the windows OF the deserted house.
With opera glasses he will be able 10
take note OF all that happens In the
house during the day. He will be
able to see the girls room And that's
the important point. 1t was good
plan, little woman; and it would have
been plain sailing If only we had re-
membered that the girl, was Har-
greave's daughter. Be very careful
hereafter when you call on her. A
night like this will have made her
suspicious of every one. Our hone
lies with you. Anything in mind?"
Yes. Why not insert a personal in
the Herald?" She drew some writing
paper toward her and scrubbed a few
words.
He read: "Florence-the hiding
place is discovered. Remove it to a
more secret spot at once. s. HE
laughed and shook his head. I'm
afraid that will never do"
IF she reads it, Jones will. The
man with the opera glasses may see
something. There's a chance Jones
might become worried"
We'll, we'll give it chance"
1t was midnight when he made his
departure. AS he stepped into the
street he glanced about cautiously. On
the corner he saw a policeman swing
Ing his night stick Otherwise the
street was deserted. Braine proceed
ed 1auntily down the street.
And yet from the darkened doors of
the house across the way the figure of
man emerged and stood contemplat.
ing the windows OF the Perigoff apart
ment, Suddenly the lights went out.
Inc watcher made no effort to follow
Braine. The knowledge he was after
did not necessitate any such pro-
cedure.
OF course, Florence read the "per-
sonal." She took the newspaper at
once to Jones, who smiled grimly.
You see, trust YOU
And so long as you continue tn
trust ME no harm will befall you. You
were left in my care by YOUR father
am to guard you at the expense of
my life. Last nights affair was a
miracle. The next time you will not
md it so easy to escape"
Nor did she.
There will be no next time" grave.
~ But am going to ask You a
direct question. Is my father alive!r
The buffers brow puckered. II have
promised to say nothing, one way or
the other"
She laughed
Why do you laugh?"
II laugh because if he were dead
there would be no earthly reason for
your not saying so at once. But I
hate money, the name of 1t, the sound
of 1t, the sight of 1t. 1t is at the bot
tom of all wars and crimes. despise
IT,"
THE root of all evil. Yet 1t per-
forms many noble deeds. But never
mind the money. Let US give out at
tention to this personal. Doubtless
1t originated in the same mind which
conceived the letter. Your father
would never have inserted such a per-
sonal. What! Give his enemies a
chance to learn his secret? No. On
the other hand l waut you to show
this personal to all you meet today,
Susan, the reporter. to everybody.
Talk about 1t. Say that you wonder
what you shall do. Trust no one with
your real thoughts"
Not even you, Mr.. jones'" thought
the girl as she nodded.
"And tell them that you showed It
to me and that appeared worried"
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