The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-11-21
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NNE afternoon MOTHS hlaW Walk
ed into my office and announced
that owing to alterations he
had temporarily suspended business
and thus had found time to give me
call / always welcomed chat
with that extraordinary man ana
placed an easy chair for him and Of
fered a cigar.
MY daughter Isis" continued Klaw.
has taken advantage of the altera-
lions TO run over SO far as Paris"
/ made some commonplace remark
and we drifted into conversation
upon a daring robbery which at that
time was flooding the press with
copy We were so engaged when, to
my great surprise Cfor had thought
him at least a thousand miles away
Shan Hartmann, an old American
friend. was announced. AS he enter
ed. Morris Klaw modestly arose to de-
part. But 1 detained him and made
the two acquainted.
Kaufman glanced apologetically at
his right hand which hung in a sling.
Cant shake, Mr.. Klaw." said the
big American. a good-humored smile
on his tanned. clean-shaven face. II
stopped some lead a mile back and
my right is still of duty"
Naturally 1 was anxious at once to
know how he had come by the hurt;
and he briefly explained that in the
discharge of certain official duties he
had run foul OF a bad gang. two of
whom he had been instrumental in
convicting of murder while the third
had shot him in the arm and escaped.
Three dagoes," he explained. in
his crisply picturesque fashion, been
wanted for years. Helped themselves
to a bunch of my colts this fall; kill
ed one of the boys and left another
for dead. So 1 went after them hot
the Mexican border. and got two,
Schwart Sam and one of the Costas;
but the younger Costa-we call him
Corpus Chris-broke away and found
me in the elbow with a lump of leadI'
so you've come for a holiday"
hustled me here. I'm settled in Lon
don for six months. Brought the
girls over for a look around. I'm not
stopping at a hotel. We've rented a
house a bit outside; it's LaFs idea.
Settled yesterday. All fixed. Expect
you to dinner tonight! You. too. Mr..
klaw!"
Morris Klaw was commencing some
sort of a reply. but what it was never
transpired, for Hartmann, waving his
sound hand cheerily. quilted the ONCE
as rapidly as he had entered, calling
back: +,
Dine seven-thirty. Girls expecting
you"
He is a good fellow. that Mr..
rumbled Morris Klaw.
Yes. love such natures. But he has
forgotten to tell us where he lives" |
Later the phone bell rang. 1t was |
was glad to hear his familiar ac-
cent as he laughingly apoIogized for !
his oversight Rapidly he acquaint-
ed me with the whereabouts of the
Grove-for so the house was called.
1 thought Morris KIaw stared oddly
through his pince-nez when I told
him the address. but concluded, as he
made no comment. that l had been
There was just time to
catch our train, and from the station
where we alighted it was only a short
drive TO the house Haufmann's car
was waiting for US, and in less than
OF an hour from our
quitting the Strand we were driving
lp to the Grove, through the most
avenue of poplars 1 have
ever seen.
by Jove" cried What fine
rees"
Morris Klaw nodded and looked
Iround at the towering trunks with
| peculiar expression, which l was
Wholly at loss to account for. How
'ver, ere 1 had leisure to think much
bout the matter. we found ourselves
n the hall. where Kaufman and his
wo fascinating daughters were wait
ng to greet US. 1 do not know
which of the girls looked the more
with her bright
mass of curls and blue eyes dancingl :
With vivacity, or Greta in her dark
nd rather mystic beauty. ,
Greta I noticed looking thought
ully at Klaw, and during dinner she
asked him if he had read ,
book called Psychic Angles"
Rather unwillingly, as it seemed to =
lie, Klaw admitted that he had, and {
he girl displayed an immediate and {
marked interest in psychical matters.
llaw, however. though usually but '
90 willing to discuss this, his pet I
ubject, foiled her attempt to draw !
i'm into a technical discussion, and 4
ather obviously steered the CONVEX a
alton into a more general channel.
Since he thus clearly showed his v
Tish to drop the subject, the girl $
iade a little humorously wry face, a
-hereat her father laughed bolster
usly, and no more was said during | n
le evening about ii. / could not well L
void noticing two things. however, IN T
.gard 70 Morris Klaw-one his evil s
emit interest In Greta, and the other
certain preoccupation which claimed
I'm every now and again. 7
We left about ten o'clock, declin- $
lg the offer of the car. as We had u
nple time to walk 10 the station.
aufmann wanted to go along, but [,
Q dissuaded him with the assurance
lat We could find the way without
ny difficulty. Klaw. especially. was il
cry tnsistent on the point, and when a