Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1914-03-04
CHAPTER XVIII.

X and ordered the doorman to
II send in Cassidy. When the de-
tective appeared he asked:
Does Carson know we've arrested
the Turner girl and young GilderY'
And, when be had been answered in
the negative: "Or that we've got Chi
cago Red and Dacey here?'
NO." Cassidy replied. HE hasn't
been spoken to since we made the col
lar He seems worried" the detective
volunteered
He'll be more worried before ! get
through with himr' he growled. He
regarded Cassidy speculatively. "Do
you remember the third degree In
spector Burns worked Oh McGloin?
WE'LL" he went on. as the detective
nodded assent. that's what I'm going
to do to Carson. He's got imagination,
that crook! The things be don't know
about are the things he's afraid OF.
After be gets in here, | want you to
take his pals one after the other, and
lock them up in the cells there In the
corridor. The shades on the corridor
windows here will be up. and Carson
will see them taken in The fact of
their being there will set his magma
ton to working overtime. all right"
Burke reflected for moment. and
then issued the final directions for the
execution Of his latest plot
when you get the buzzer from me,
you have young Glider and the Turner
woman sent in Then. after WHILE
you'll get another buzZer. When you
hear that. come right in here. and tell
me that the gang has squealed. III do
the rest. Bring Carson here in just
five minutes. Tell Dan to come In
AS the detective went out, the door
man entered. and thereat Burke pro-
ceeded with the further instructions
necessary to the carrying out Of his
scheme.
Take the chairs out Of the office.
Dan." he directed. Except mine and
one other-that one!' He indicated a
chair standing a little way from one
end Of his desk. Nov, have all the
shades up" He chuckled as be added:
THAT Turner woman saved you the
trouble with one"
He returned to his chair, and when
the door opened he was to all appear
ances busily engaged in writing.
Here's Carson. chief" Cassidy an
nounced.
Hello, Joel" Burke exclaimed. with
a seeming air of careless friendliness,
as the detective went out, and Carson
stood moionless just within the door.
"Sit down minute. won't you?" the
inspector continued affably. He did
not look up from his writing as be
spoke.
Garson's usually strong face was
showing weak with fear. His chin.
which was commonly very firm. moved
a little from uneasy twitchings his
lips. His clear eyes were slightly
clouded to look Of apprehension as
they roved the room furtively. He
made no answer to the inspectors
greeting for few moments. but re-
manned standing without movement.
poised alertly as If sensing some con-
cealed peril. Finally. however, his
anxiety found expression in words
His tone was pregnant wi. b alarm.
though he strove to mike it merely
complaining.
"Say. what am l arrested for?" he
protested. II amt done anything"
Burke did not look up. and his pen
continued to hurry over the paper
"Who told you you were arrestedY'
he remarked cheerfully in his blandest
voice.
Carson uttered an ejaculation Of dis
gust
Il don't have to be told.' he retorted
hufily. I'm no college president, but
when a cop grabs me and brings the
down here I've got sense enough to
know Tm pinched."
lis that what they did to you, Joe?
III have to speak to Cassidy about
that. Now. just you sit down. Joe.
won't you? want to have little
talk with you. I'll be through here in
second" He went on with the writ
ing.
Carson moved forward slightly to
the single chair near the end Of the
desk and there seated himself mechan-
fcally His face thus was turned to-
ward the windows that gave on the
corridor, and his eyes grew yet more
c!ouded rs they rested on the grim
doors of he cells. He writhed in his
chair. and his gaze jumped from the
cells to the impressive figure of the
man at the desk. Now the forger's
nervousness increased momentarily. It
swept beyond his control OF sud.
den be sprang up and stepped close to
the inspector.
Say" he said, in husky voice. I'D
hke-Id like to have lawyer"
"What's the matter with you, Joe?''
the inspector returned. always with
that imperturbabe air. and without
so engrossed bis atte.$,n You
know, you're not arrested. Joe Maybe
you never will be. Now. for the love
Of Mike. keep still and let me finish
this letter."
Slowly. very hesitatingly. Carson
went back to the chair. and sank down
on it In a limp attitude Of detection
wholly unlike his customary postures
Of strength. Again. his fear fascinated
eyes went to the row of cells that stood
silently menacing on the other side Of
the corridor beyond the windows. His
face was tinged with gray. A physical
sickness was creeping stealthily on
him. as his thoughts held mistakenly
TO the catastrophe that threatened. His