The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1914-10-23

Hargreave and the EepOi'0
were in collision. In the hare OF
liEhts at the end Of the gun-play ne
had caught the profile Of the reporter
Hers wal a dangerous man, who must
be watched with the utmost care
He. Braine, had been lured to com
NIT an overt act, and by the rarest
GOOD luck had escaped with nothing
more serious than a cold chill n q
CALLING disappointment.
He crawled along the top OF n
pier, listening, sending his dark-accus-
toned glance hither and thither. The
sky in the east was growing paler
paler. In and out among the bales
of wool, bags Of coffee and lemon
crates he slowly and cautiously
wormed his way. A Waterman pa
trolled the ONCE side Of the ware
house. and Braine found 1t possible
to creep around the other way, hence
into the street. After that be straight
ened up. sought q secondhand shop
and purchased a soft hat, which ne
pulled down over his eyes.
He had half a dozen rooms which
he always kept in readiness for such
adventures as this. He rented them
furnished in small hotels which never
asked questions Of their patrons. To
one Of these he went as fast as his
weary legs could carry him. He al
ways carried the key. Once In his
room he donned fresh wearing ap-
parel, linen, shoes, and shaved. Then
he proceeded downstairs, the second
hand hat shading his eyes and the
upper part Of his face.
At half past twelve Norton entered
the Knlckerbocker cafe-restaurant,
and the first person he noticed was
Braine, reading the mornings paper,
propped up against the water carafe'
Evidently he had just ordered, for
there was nothing on his plate. Nor
ton walked over and laid his hand
upon Braine's shoulder. The man
looked up with mild curiosity.
why, Norton, sit down, sit down!
Have you had lunch? No? Join me"
Thanks. Came in for my break.
fast" said Norton, drawing out the
chair. Braine was sitting with his
back to the wall on the lounge-seat.
81 wonder II you newspaper men
ever eat a real. true enough break
fast. l should think the hours YOU
lead would kill you OF. Anything
new on the Hargreave story?"
"I'm not handling that" the reporter
lied cheerfully. Didn't want to.
knew him rather intimately. I've
horror of dead people, and don't wan
to be called upon to identify the body
when they find It,"
Then you think they will find it?'
Il don't know. It's q strange mixup
Pm not on the story, mind you; bu.
l was in the locality Of Duify's ware
: house late last night and fell into
gunman rumpus."
I Eyes, l read about that. VIVA
were they a~fter?"
you've got me there. No on,
b seems to know. Some cock and bull
story about there being something
= valuable. There was"
what vas It? The report In thi
3 paper does not say"
e "Ten thousand bags Of coffee"
d Braine lay back in his chair an.
. laughed.
a "If you want my opinion" sal
Norton, 81 believe the gunner wer
out to shoot up another gang, an
6 the police got wind Of IT,"
y Don't you think It about time tn
police called a halt in this gunma
matter?"
"oh, so long as they pot each othe
the police look the other way.
v a long trial and passage up tn
river. Besides, whenever they al
nAbbed some big politician manage
to open the door for them. Great
the American voter"
Take Mr.. Norton's order, Luigi
said Braine.
"A German pancake, buttered toaI
and coffee" ordered the reporter.
Man, eat somethingi"
TITS enough for me-"
And you'll go all the rest OF Il
day on tobacco. l know something
you chaps. / don't zee how YOU ma
ago to do It,"
u Food is the least Of our trouble
By the way. may l ask you a few que
lions? Nothing for print, unleI
you've got a new book coming"
Fire away"
What do you know about Il
Princess Perlgoff?"
Let me see. HIM. Net her Ar
about a year ago at a reception Civ,
to Nasimova. A very attractive wol
an. see quite a lot Of her. Why
We'll, she claims to be a sort
aunt to Hargreave's daughter"
She said something to me abo
that the other night. You new
know where you're at In this world.
your"
The German pancake, the toast. I
oil coffee disappeared, and the report
passed his cigars.
The president visits town tod
'nr and I'm m ~ v,oA,k A.