The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1915-06-10

| out now TO trace 1t, and tomorrow /
am going to set the alarms of the city
at rest by exposing"
Just then Dodge caught sight of me-
For the moment l thought perhaps he
was going to fulfill his threat
Who the devil-why didn't you tell
me reporter was here, Jennings?" he
! Fputtered Indignantly, pointing toward
| the door.
Argument, entreaty, were of no
| avail. There was nothing to do but go.
At least, l reflected, had the great
er part of the story-all except the one
big thing; however-the name of the
criminal. But Dodge would know him
tomorrow!
I hurried back to the Star to write
my story in time to catch the last
morning edition.
Meanwhile, if l may anticipate my
story, l must tell of what we later
learned had happened to Dodge so
completely to upset him.
Ever since the Consolidated Mutual
had been hit by the murders he had had
many lines out in the hope of enmesh-
ing the perpetrator That night. as I
found out the next day, he had at last
heard of clue. One of the company's
detectives had brought in red-head-
ed, lame, partly paralyzed crook, who
| enjoyed the expressive monniker Of
'Limpy Red" Limpy Red was a
| gunman of some renown, evilfaced
and, having nothing much to lose, des-
| perate Whoever the master criminal
of the clutching hand might have been
| he had seen f to employ Limpy, but
had not taken the precaution of getting
rid of him soon enough when he was
through.
Therefore Limpy had a grievance,
and now descended under pressure to
the low level of Switching to Dodge in
his Office.
wretch had said as he handed over a
grimy envelope, I amt never seen
his face-but here is directions how to
find his hangout."
AS Limpy ambled out, he turned to
Dodge, quivering at the enormity of his
objectionable sin in gangland: For
Gods sake, governor" he implored,
don't let on how you found QUIT"
And yet Limpy Red had scarcely left
with his promise not to tell, when
Dodge, happening to turn over some
papers, came upon an envelope left
on his own desk, bearing that mysteri-
Gus clutching hand!
He tore it open, and read in amaze
ment:
Destroy Limpy Reds instructions
within the next hour"
Dodge gazed about in wonder. This
was getting on his nerves. He de-
termined to go home and rest.
Outside the house, as he left his car,
pasted over the monogram on the door,
he had found another note, with the
same weird mark and the single word;
Remember"
In spite of the pleadings of young
Bennett, Dodge refused to take warn
ing. In the safe in his beautifully
fitted library he deposited Limpy's doc
ument in an envelope containing all
the correspondence thai had led up to
the final step in the discovery
1t was late in the evening when I
returned TO our apartment and, not
finding Kennedy there, knew that l
would discover him at the laboratory.
Craig" l cried as l burst in on
him. ''Fve got case for you-greater
than any ever before"
Kennedy looked up calmly from the
ruck of scientific instruments. that sur
rounded him-test tubes. beakers,
carefully labeled bottles.
Indeed" he remarked. coolly 60
ing back to his work.
Yes" 1 cried 1T is a scientific
criminal who seems to leave no clues"
Kennedy looked up grayely. Every
criminal leaves a trace" he said quiet
ly. "It it hasn't been found. then it
must be because no one has ever
looked for it in the right way"
Still gazing at me keenly, he added:
eyes, / already knew there was such
man at large. l have been called in
on that Fletcher case-he was trus-
tee of the university. you know"
"All right" I exclaimed, a little
nettled that he should have anticipated
me even so much in the case. But
you haven't heard the latest"
What is it," he asked with provok-
ing calmness.
J Taylor Dodge l blurted out. "has
the clue. Tomorrow he will track down
the mani"