The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1915-05-07

The Ex-Thief Spent the Day Searching
Hotel Registers.
morning. But John had hurried her
into cab, ordered it driven to the
Manx and quickly made arrangements
for Ruth to occupy his room with
maid to look after her.
"AH my clothes are with that horrid
woman" she whispered.
IN rig you out, and then We'll go
shopping" was the rejoinder.
With the help of the maid and the
housekeeper Ruth was presently made
presentable for the street, and John,
in dry clothes and none the worse for
his ducking, met her in the lobby.
Il have engaged taxi by the hour"
he told her. Il think 1t will rest you
more to get the fresh air and dig
around in the shops among the pref
ties than it will to brood in your own
room"
Ruth hesitated shyly. But l have
no money, John"
"Oh!" he said blankly, and then a
thought came to him. "Why, here l
am carrying around lot of the ranch
money which was going to turn over
to you"
Once in the taxi Ruth told him of
her experiences from the time she had
left the mine. John listened soberly,
though once In awhile heavy flush
ON his cheeks betrayed his deep seated
anger at the plOtters who had not only
tried to deprive her of her mine, but
had finally risked her life and liberty
Its all that man Wilkerson," he said
when she had finished. HE caused
your father to make him superintend,
ent of the mine and then bounded him
into his grave. He is your bad angel,
Ruth. But | am here now, and I'll
get busy with Everett and finish
things up. and we'll soon be back at
the mine and have things going again"
He answered her questions about the
situation at the Master Key" as tact
fully as he could; he realized that her
nerves were badly shaken. He would
trust to old Tom Kane to hold the fort
In the mountains while he transacted
the necessary business in San Fran
cisco
He directed the chauffeur to drive
them through the shopping district,
and while Ruth spent several hours In
replenishing her wardrobe John sat In
the taxi and studied things out. But
he was continually seeing Wilkerson's
dark face before him. and before they
returned to the hotel he had determin-
ed to find out where he was and what
he was doing.
While Ruth went to her room to
dress for dinner John sat In the lobby
and completed his plans. He did not
observe a slender. quietly dressed
young man with very pale face. who
sauntered In and out with an occasion
al trip to the cigar stand to light a
fresh cigarette. 1t was Henry Pell.
The ex-thief had spent the day going
from hotel to hotel, searching the reg
listers. 1t was only at last that he
went to the Manx. There he found
the name Ruth Gallon" on the regis
ter and below 1t John Dorr." This
he reported to Wilkerson, who swore
luridly, but emphasized the necessity
IF getting hold of the papers immedi-
ltely.
And 1 trust you to do it" he said
meaningly.
Pell. flushed with drugs, nodded
briskly. "I'll get 'em. all right, Har,
ry.% he said. but did not add his In.
most thought, which was that, with the
papers once in his own possession, he
rould easily get much more from Viii
kerson than the $500 he had promised.
when win you have themT Will
kerson went on impatiently.
Pell smiled family, but significantly.
Il know your address," he remarked
"Tll deliver them there when get
them"
''But whenr' growled the other.
Pell clicked his cigarette stub into
the gutter and whistled. 81 never
make dates ahead" he said quietly
But Il won; be long,"
"Have you your plan all schemed
sutT'
Pen winked and moved on.