Evening journal., 1914-09-21

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But then he was speaking to his old friend and
man of business Mr.. Digby
Within another ten minutes this last was in con
ference with his employer.
Il think you must be out Of your head" Dgby
insisted nervously, their first greetings were
You might just sensibly throw yourself
from the top of the Metropolitan tower come
to New York while Trine lives and knows you're
this side the water"
"Nonsensei" Alan laughed. Remember this is
New York-not the backwoods of Mainel"
Alan paused and smote his palm with a remorse-
ful fist. by the Eternal I'm forgetting Barcus!"
"Barcus?'
Chap whose boat chartered in Portland-sheer
luck my part: he's Of the salt of the earth.
First, something must be done for the boy You've
got influence of some sort in New Bedford, surely?'
Digby reflected: Some There's George Blaine,
Justice Of the peace"
The very Telegraph him in Barcus' inter
ests Immediately. And telegraph Barcus as we'll
send him a hundred for expenses and tell him
to Join me here in New York as quick as he cam"
Your friends address?" Digby inquired mildly
ironic he sat down at the desk and fumbled with
the supply Of stationery.
New Bedford jail Of coursel" Alan chuckled-
but cut his laugh in two as something huttered
from the pack of envelopes which Dgby had dis
turbed and fell to the floor between the two men
Face up, 1t grnned sardonic mockery Of Alan's
confidence: Il was a Trey OF Hearts
With ashen face and trembling hand, Digby
stopped to pick the damned thing up; but Alan
was beforehand with him, and got his fingers first
upon the card.
"Now will you believer" Digby demanded huskily
I'm what? simple coincidence?" Alan houted.
mot T. Who knows I'm in New York-or that
the Arthur Lawrence for whom your agent engaged
these rooms was Alan Law. No. my friend: it's a
bit too thick for me. Take my word for II, this is
nothing more nor less than souvenir of a poker
party held by yesterdays tenant of this suite"
"Perhaps-perhapsi" Digbv aesented strokng
tremulous lips But I'm afraid for you, my boy.
Who knows that Trine's spies not watching
my man when he made this reservation Who
, knows but that Arthur Lawrence too thin a
disguise for Alan Law2 1 tell you, I'm frightened
to the marrow of my old bonesl Do me this favor
at least, my boy that you've been warned,
whether by accident design-we won't argue
that-do leave town-go ineognito to some quiet
place near by and wait there for the sailing of the
next transatlantic steamer. Oh surely you can't
deny me this wish of my fond old heart, my
boyi"
With a gesture of unfeigned affection Alan
dropped a hand on Digbys shoulder.
There's nothing on earth / would not do for
YOU" he said You've been a father and mother
to me ever since / remember, even il we were
separated most OF the time, by three thousand
miles of salt water. But this thing-l can't do It.
even for you l can't do it for myself Rose
Trine is here in New York. in the hands and at
the mercy Of her father and sister: and you may
Judge what their mercy will be when you learn all
that she has done for me- / won't go and / can't
go until / find her and take her with And
that is final"
straw of hope. Il have your word youl go provid
ing find and restore Rose to you?"
You have my word to that, unquestonably
Bring Rose me. and III gladly shake the dust o
New York from my shoes, and never return til
Urine is put away comfortably in his grave"