Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-06-19

SuuuVh huSh VI iiBuI luii III hlo luSc.
Blindly he sprang forward and found
himself In grapple with the thief. A
scream came from the woman. The
torch fell to the fioor to be crushed
moment later under the feet of the
men. The woman shrank In q corner,
half swooning. The men wrlthed and
tottered to and fro, scufiling over the
thick pile Of velvet. The weapon Of the
detective gave him an advantage. One
fierce blow struck the back of Cree
gan's head, and the man lurched heav-
lily to the floor.
Marshall, after an instant's painting
pause, got out his own torch and turn.
ed Its light on the scene He saw
the woman crouchlng miserably against
the wall. On the floor the thief was
moaning family. Then the detectives
eyes caught sight Of another object on
the floor. He bent and picked 1t up
a sheaf Of bills Of large denomination.
Here was more mystery. But there
was no time now to bother with It'll
He thrust the bills into his coat pocket.
Marshall stepped to the main electric
switch and flooded the whole room
with radiance. Once again Lucene sti-
fed a cry as the brilliant illumination
blinded her. The stricken burglar STIR
red and groaned, and then Enclosed his
eyes and lay blinking dazedly for a
few seconds. But soon he sat up, very
clumsly, and put wayering hand to
his head. He brought away the flng-
ers all bloody, and regarded the stains
with disgust
Hell do well enough now" Mar
shall stated, us he looked up and met
the alarmed gaze Of the woman.
Creegan, following the direction of
the detectives glance, turned his head
weakly and perceived the girl, where
she stood against the wall. His coarse
face twisted into a grin.
"Hello, MaggIew he mumbed. "Say,
the bull near croaked me-"
"But you will be able to go In a min
ute" Lucene urged, wringlng her
hands In desperation. ooh, please!
You must! Mr.. Marshall will give you
the money. He picked 1t up"
an take you along when l co."
Creegan snarled
What do you meanT she gasped.
But Marshall interrupted roughly.
Here, you" he snapped at Creegan,
you get hustle on yourself" He
seized the burglar by the collar and
jerked him to his feet. go en- and
get out Of herel Didn't you hear what
the lady saldF
"Glmme back that roll she give me"
he commanded surlily.
"You stand fat chance Of getting
that" Marshall exclaimed with
sneer. Then as the thief moved a
little; "None Of that side stepping,
eitherw
"oh, I alnt trying to beat IT," Cree
gan declared 81 don't have to-"
Marshall rested wordless, stupened
by the colossal impudence Of this Grim
inal, caught in the very act of bur
glOry. Then the woman darted to
him:
"Oh, Mr.. Marshall, please let him
go" she besought him frantlcally.
"Glve him the money and let him go!
Oh, you mustw
The detective however, could no
longer accept this way out Of the tan
gle Of events. His llrst instinct Of de.
sire to shield the woman for her hus-
bands sake, IL not for her own, was
overcome by the responsibility Inyoly-
ed by such n coarse
ut Is impossible" he said.
"Oh, II you only knewl" she breathed,
Marshall remained mistaken,
MADAM" he said codly, 81 am in
your husbands employ"
She twisted his argument In her own
favor:
But 1t would be doing him the great
est possible kindness to let this man
CO. She made despalrlng gesture
"Oh, know just how strange 1t must
seem TO you, but It's true-lt'S trueW
Marshall found that It required al
his strength Of will to withstand het
supplicutlon,
"You mean, without your husbands
knowlcdgeY
"Oh, yes, ycs" was the instant an
swcr ale must never know w-ncyer;
can't tell you why-l can't, can't
only could But swear to you, OF
my honor rs n woman, that my hus