Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-06-03

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The car is waiting. There won't be
any window bouquets this time,
promise you"
Bob didn't answer He didn't much
care what they said.
II got Gee-gee on the phone" went
on Dan viciously. land she has it all
down in black and white, she tells me.
The legal light up there has attended
to that. A parcel of outrageous false
hoods. The audacity of that girl, too.
When showed her the enormity of
her conduct. she only gave a merry
little laugh Said she was terribly
fond of me, the mink. And would |
come and sit in the front row when
she was bright and scintillating
starr
And she said Gid-up wanted to
know if | wouldn't like to gaze upon
that cute 9little freckle once more?"
added Clarence in choked tones.
And all that, on account of YOU"
exclaimed the commodore, throwing
cut his arms and looking at the cul-
prit Dickie didn't say anything at
the moment He only glared.
Bob regarded the three with lack
luster gaze He felt little interest in
them now.
Take him away" said Dan, breath,
ing hard. "Or l may do him an in
jury
Give him what's coming to him
breathed Dickie hoarsely. Hes got
my girl hypnotized."
Come on" said the maniac-medico
sternly to Boz Let's waste no more
4 time
Hold on" spoke the monocle man
quietly "You are little premature,
gentlemen"
What do you want to butt in for?"
demanded the commodore aggressive.
, ly of the the monocle man.
"Mr Bennett has accompanied me
here as my prisoner Am | not
right" Appealing to the hammer
thrower
Correct" said that gentleman re-
gretfully
Whats he been doing besides
wrecking homes?" asked the commo-
dore.
"a few articles of jewelry have
been missing at Mrs. Ralston's,'' said
| the hammer thrower in that same
tone. Its very regrettable affair.
Miss Gerald, for example, lost her ring
and it was traced to Mr.. Bennett"
Bob stood it patiently. He wonder
ed If his day would ever come.
"So?-He's the merry little social
highwayman, is hep observed Dan.
1.-The best can say is, don't make
hero of him. Give him some real,
old fashioned Justice"
I'm afraid I can't honestly extend
my sympathy to you,' remarked Clar
ence to Bob stiffly.
I'm not sorry" said Dickie frank
ly. I'm glad. Anyhow, Miss Dolly
will despise you now With ring
of triumph in his voice.
mo, she won't, observed Bob,
breaking silence for the first time. at
was being what people think l am
that made her fall in love with me"
He didn't want Dickie to feel too good
He remembered that unsportsmanlike
punch. "Shes my dear jolly little
pal" Bob went on, land she wanted
to occupy an adjoining cell"
Dickie went up to Bob. I'D like
to give you another he said in his
nastiest accents.
Gentlemen, Gentlemen" 1t was
the voice of the man at the desk.
Authority now spoke. Up to now,
amazement had held authority tongue
tied. The prisoner came quietly,
Mr.. Moriarity?" Authority knew.
Lyyi1 1v hca
two had secret understanding. Has
he confessed?"
mot as YETI said the monocle man
significantly.
'And I'm not going to- spoke up
Bob succintly to the magistrate. I'm
not guilty"
Then who is?" asked the monocle
man.
You've got your hand on his arm
said Bob in that same forcible man
ner. The time had come for him to
assert himself. however ridiculous his
affirmation might sound. Authority
should have the truth Bob blurted it
out fearlessly, holding his head well
ND as he spoke. you've got your
hand on his arm" he repeated.
Mr.. Moriarity's reply quite took |
their breath away, especially Bobs. !
Guess you're right" he said prompt |
ly, and something bright cleaned in
his hand. Don't move,' he said to |
the hammer thrower.
"But aren't you going to lock him /,
up at all?" asked the commodore in |
disappointed tones, indicating Bob
after the monocle man had shown the !
hammer thrower warrant for his
(tne hammer throwers) arrest, and |
had, at the conclusion of certain for !
n, n litias caused that daZad and angry !.