Putnam patriot. [volume] (Putnam, Conn.) 1872-1962, 1915-10-01

"Ah. say. Mr.. Wainwright" he pro
tested, whats the good listenin. to
this crooks pipe dreams? Come on,
your He strobe to the thief and
caught him by the shoulder.
BIT again the detective was stayed
from his purpose by the command of
Wainwright:
"sWaitr
Now finally excess of fear goaded
Lueene to the bravery of despair. She
Strengthened. held forth her arms inn
ploringly.
Cortland" she said falteringly, 81
beg you not to ask him any more ques-
tions. Let him go-please! Oh, for
PHYS sake! | can't stand it! T.
She broke off, painting.
Her white face was drawn in agony,
for wainwright gave no least heed
to her prayer He contemplated the
thief and spoke quietly.
"Who sent you here?'
cav. nobody sent me-" the man re
piled fiippantly. Il was invited"
by whom?' Wainwright persisted.
"Ask the lady" Creegan's grin was
frozen by the cold fury of the hus-
bands low spoken phrase:
"You lier'
Il do, do r. he sneered. well, just
take it from me- don't l knew her
long time before you ever did. Pipe
that, mister, Aw. say! Don't kid
yourself What was she doin' down
stairs by the safe at . o'clock in the
mornin'? Eli? Havin' a cup of teaf
Huh
Wainwright was dead white from the
fury of his passion. His hands
c1inched.
Take him away he ordered.
The wife dared a forlorn hope, cry
ing out her plea wildly:
"Oh. Cortland Let him gor'
Wainwright repeated his command.
Take him awayr'
Wainwiight's face had settled into a
mask of GOODNESS as he turned to ad-
dress his wife But before he could
speak his intention was halted by the
surprising change that came over her
within an instant Where she had been
shrinking. pallid. seeming even near
TO collapse from the misery that af-
ficted her. she now suddenly stood
alertly upright. and a color burned hot
" in her cheeks. and her eyes, filmed
by suffering before, shone in their full
violet radiance, unveiled again. Her
hands We're abruptly reached forth in a
gesture of welcoming. Wainwright. fol
lowing the movement of her arms
took in the figure of Andrew, standing
notionless just within the doorway of
the library. At sight Of him there was
a harder compression of Wainwright's
lips His voice, as he spoke. was
suave.
"Ah. / was expecting you"
Andrew was undaunted.
Pardon me, sir. but may | ask a
question: lie inquired.
ooh. certainly" Wainwright retorted.
do you intend sending TO prison the
man whom Mr. Marshall just cap
tuHeds''
Before Wainwright could answer the
question put By the Master Mind there
came an interruption by Lucene. 1t
was despair that found tongue.
Mr. Andrew. Mr.. Andrew, what
have you done to me?" she walled
"Oh. what have you done?a Her voice
broke in a storm Of sobbing.
If a slight shiver touched the man
under the clasp Of the girls hands IT
was impercenfible, arrested ere it be-
gan by the iron sway OF his will He
spoke gravely.
Mrs. Wainwright win excuse me, l
know. II | say that l must speak with
you alone he said to Wainwright.
AT this saying LHcene lifted her
head and stared desperately into the
granite face. The assured voice car.
ried conviction 10 her.
Il am quite sure that she will trust
my Judgment in the matter" ostensi-
bly, the Sc. tenee was spoken to Vain
wright. In effect, IL was directed to