Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1915-10-23

TIARA, anu the prdceitt tndt WcIo
pinched at the wedding reception last
night"
Christy could only look his aston
ishment, for, according to all proceed
ent, the stolen property should be al
ready in the possession OF some
fence" Crewe continued:
II have put Pincher on the trail Of
Baxter and Marine. He will telephone
in after seven tonight. Whatever he
may have to say pass 1t on to Feltner.
I am particularly anxious to know II
either of those bulls should go to see
Bobcat Rickett."
Ten minutes later Crewe went out.
He turned northward, walking with
his customary swiftness, but when
halfway across Washington Square
he wheeled abruptly and started even
more swiftly upon the back track.
Another man who had also been
moving rapidly, half halted, then con-
tinued on his way; but Crewe stopped
him by stepping directly in front Of
him.
"You are new man at the bureau,
aren't your" he asked. II don't seem
to remember you. But, anyhow, 1t
isn't worth your while to try to follow
me. You would lose. Besides, 1t isn't
healthy. You might catch the malaria
OR something"
The shadow" grinned appreci-
atively.
you might take me along with
you," he said. ut would save us both
lot of trouble-and I'm willing to DO
coaxed."
ooh, / see! You are another one
of that bunch, are you? You are play
ing with fire, young man, and you'll
burn your fingers If you don't look
out"
"Oh, I guess I know how to avoid
the flames, Crewe. You see /"
He stopped, for Crewe had wheeled
and left him, and the would-be sleuth
saw him enter a waiting taxi which
drove rapidly away upon the instant
when the door was banged shut; and
he could not follow because there was
no other taxi in sight.
The taxi, as it happened, was
Crewe's personal property; and the
chauffeur who drove it-well, he also
belonged to Crewe. That strange man
had many possessions Of the sort In
and around New York, and he was
constantly adding to them.
The taxicab was driven as rapidly
as the city ordinances permitted to
a far uptown station of the subway,
and the attention of the chauffeur
seemed to be attracted to the oppo-
site side of the street when his
fare" stepped down and slammed
the door.
At all events the passenger dis
peared in the subway before the man
turned his head again, and even then
he had already started his car for
ward
Less than one hour later, or, to be
exact, at seven o'clock, Birge Mo-
reaux, portrait artist, in full evening
dress, paused at the door of his studio
before going out, to give some last di-
rections to his man Feltner.
Keep your ears open for the tele-
phone, Feltner," lie said. "and be
especially particular in regard to the
reports you receive. II you should
want me, / will be at the home of
Mr.. Delorme until ten, and at the
club after that until twelve. Then
shall return here unless I satisfy you
otherwise"
Quite contrary to his habit he
turned toward the rear of the build
ing when he stepped from the eleva
tor and left 1t by the Nameless Street
door. He did so because 1t was his
Intention to walk to his destination,
for the exercise 1t would afford, and
it was trifle more convenient to 60
out that way.
He was glad he did so.
Standing at the curb, facing the
building and apparently studying its
architecture, was the shadow who
had attempted to follow Crewe across
Washington Square, and beside him
was Detective Sam Bunting.
The latter came forward at once.
and he grasped the hand which Mo-
reaux extended in greeting.
"Good evening, Mr.. Moreaux," he
said in his hearty manner. please
don't think that was spying on you,
or the building, either, for that mat
ter. Muchmore Is around the corner
on an errand for the chief, and l was
waiting for him. But / would have
gone in too see you for moment IL 1t
had not been for the engagement with
you at ten-thirty tonight"
ooh, I hadn't a thought of your
spying upon me, Bunting!" the artist
returned smiling. "Who is that
other chap?"
"He Is a new man at the bureau.
although several years on the force.
Painter-that's his name-undertook
to trail Crewe this afternoon and lost
him. He has heard somehow -
Muchmore didn't tell him nor THAT