The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1914-12-18
CHAPTER IV-Continued.


IF you want my opinion" said
Norton, 81 believe the gunner were
out to shoot up another gang. and
the police got wind of it,"
Don't you think it about time the
police called a halt in this gunman
matter?"
''Oh. so long as they pot each other
the police look the other way. 1t
saves long trial and passage up the
river. Besides, whenever they are
nabbed some big politician manages
TO open the door for them. Great is
The American voter"
Take Mr.. Nortons order, Luigi"
said Braine.
"A German pancake, buttered toast
and coffee" ordered the reporter.
Man, eat something!"
It's enough for me-"
And you'll go all the rest of the
day on tobacco. I know something of
you chaps. l don't see how you man
age to do it,"
Food is the least of our troubles.
tons? Nothing for print, unless
you've got a new book coming"
Fire away"
What do you know about the
Princess Perigoff?"
Let me see. HIM. Met her first
about year ago at reception given
to Nasimova. A very attractive wom-
la
well, she claims to be a sort of
aunt to Hargreaves daughter"
"She said something to me about
that the other night. You never
know where you're at in this world, do
you?"
The German pancake, the toast, the
coffee disappeared, and the reporter
passed his cigars.
THE president visits town TODAY
and I'm off to watch the show. | sup
pose I'll have to interview him about
the tariff and all that rot. When you
start on a new book let me know and
III be your press agent"
That's a bargain"
Thanks for the breakfast"
Braine picked up his newspaper,
smoked and read. He smoked, yes, |
but he only pretended to read The |
young fool was clever, but no man |
is infallible He had not the least |
suspicion; he saw only the newspaper
story. Still, in some manner he |
might stumble upon the truth, and
it would be just as well to tie the
reporters hands effectually.
The rancor Of early morning had
been eubdued; anger and quick tenn
per never paid in the long run, and no
one appreciated this fact better than
way temporarily was only wise pre-
caution; it was not matter of spite
or reprisal.
He paid the reckoning, left the res
taurant, and dropped into one of his
clubs for a game of billiards. He
drew quite a gallery about the table.
He won easily, racked his cue and
sought the apartments of the princess.
What a piece of luck it was that
Olga had really married that old do
tard, Perigoffl He had left her a
titled widow six months after her mar
rage. But she had had hardly a ko
peck to call her own.
"Olga, Hargreave is alive. He was
there last night. But somehow he
the raid and had the po- ,
lice in waiting. The question is, has
he fooled US? Did he take that mil {
lion or did he hide it? There is one {
thing left-to get that girl No mat
ter where Hargreave is hidden, the
knowledge that she is in my hands s
will bring him out into the open"
mo more blind alleys"
What's on your mind?" [
"She has never seen her father. She
confessed to me that she has not even Y
,een photograph of him."
There was a long pause. d
do you understand me?" she asked. |,
by the Lord Harry. / dol You've v
! head on you worth two of mine. a
rhe very simplicity Of the idea will b
vim out for u.s. Some one to pose as n
Ter father; message handed to her