Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-03-15
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.,r,od odd, although he Immediately re-
n,ed his pace, as If to pass Rutherford
n. any casual pedestrian. Instead,
s,reyer, the night panorama on the
s5,,ason seemed to catch his eye, and
4. crossed the street to stand and gaze
evt over the river.
~ Init Craig suspected that 1t was
s.rs used TO cloak the mans real in
,.rlions. Rutherford tried a little ruse.
rsthering himself together for one of
"A bead-on rushes for which he had
sseord. he flung himself toward the
bsauty-appreciator.
Z .Nothing could have been more unex-
rected than TO see n well set-up young
mar in evening togs suddenly dart across
the dignifed drive with the energy and
sIrsotion of a sprinter The other man
w.vared as II he considered flight, but
,hsre was no time. His pursuer was upon
MIN. He turned quickly.
ncee Mr. Rutherford! You scared me!'
II was Crowder, the secret service man.
aWhat are you doing here?' Ruther-
ford asked sharply.
n0h. lust out for little exercise! And
isnt that view up and down the water at
night perfectly great with the lights
dancing along the shore!'
rDo you generally take your airings in
the EVENING"" asked rutherford.
aHaye to, or get my neck broken, trip
ming over the leading strings of the ladies'
sors!" said Crowder, ENORMOUSLY.
Rutherford knew that the officer had
,ome object in view which he was not
wiling TO disclose. It came disagreeably
q his mind that he himself might be
pnder surveillance. Men like Crowder
never neglected a clue. With his usual
IlIntness of speech, Craig turned upon
Nm
BIook here, Crowder, are you following
ner'
''Not just now. was surprised to see
you in fact" replied the officer.
'"But YOU have followed me, or may do
p? Do get you?"
response.
hrhanks, I'm glad to know" Ruther-
fora observed quietly. He was thinking
that he would exercise due caution in
ease he should have time TO see Miss Bal
lantyne. Suddenly his previous CONVEX
laton with Crowder came to his mind.
Tie tapped Crowder on the shoulder and
gestured toward the window in front of
which Helderman was pacing up and
down.
"Crowder," he said "who is that man
h there?"
,Thats IIelderman," said Crowder.
Nov you see the difference, don't you?"
"As how?" queried Craig.
THE difference" went on Crowder, "be-
tween the real Helderman in there and
the fake Helderman that you saw on the
Gothic"
Craig laughed. That's the man, Crow
DER that saw upon the Gothic. Every
move he makes, every twitch of his shoul-
ders, every tilt of his chin-every little
nervous trick he has. All those belong to
ithe man upon the Gothic. There's no man
living could copy all those tricks. 1t is
the study of a lifetime, and those tricks
don't run in families. No brother-no
twin brOther-could be so like this man.
Hes like finger print, Crowder. There's
pny one Helderman in the whole wide
world - and Helderman was on the
Gothic"
Z "Heldeman was right there in that
nom for the last ten nights" said Crow
Weren't you mistaken possibly" asked
Craig.
mot J." said Crowder, NOR half dozen
olher men. Can me by any name you like.
mat is the man there in the window that
mas been there in that room for the last
ten nights"
And that" said Craig, determined to
pave the last word on the subject, lis
lne man upon the Gothic"
Vralg did not get the last word, how
Ner. Crowder had it. Either we are
eoth crazy, Mr.. Rutherford" he said, ''or
sse one of us is a most internal liar"
ne changed the subject. What do you
mink Of Helderman's palace, Mr. Ruther-
iprd?' he asked.
ITS palace, all right" said Craig.
How did he get it? He must be made
% money"
III tell you how he got it, Mr. Ruther-
iord II you'll tell me how much of 1t
y mortgage and how little of it is equity.
neldeil1an gets thmgse in any way he
van He gets money and way he can.
iou and the rest of New York may be-
peYe In Helderman. The Sunday sdpple-
ments can paint him as big and as white
y they please. But don't believe in
nm lie may be a big man in some
says' but he is small enough TO stoop to
NY means, and with Helderman the end
neans."
What have you got against him?"
Assed Craig seriously.
PROVIDERS tone was crestfallen. Moth
ls he conceded Il have had my
eends on him at least dozen times and
"hays gets away. l know he has
selned dozen tricks, Mr. Rutherford,
~ can't prove a single one of them.
'ne Tricks were turned all right can
1--WE that-but can't lay 'em at Helder-
sah door. Ill get him some time, never
lhey had moved forward until they
before the gate of Helderman's
ae-aee' II was a real one. as strong i'm
way as the fence, but beautifully made
wrought iron, twisted in a Venetian
,stsesfh' An electric light glared fercely
+.'oush . the eyes of bronze lion, casting
Illumination down upon the push
sscoa .'. embedded i'm the pate-post
.Sood-night, Crowder" said Rutherford.
you're going in?'
res Mr.. Helderman asked me TO can
ue evening"
..,rs That accounts for itr the Omcer ex-
For what?"
LOGS are not loose tonight. Good
s,shing, Mr.. Rutherford"
'Haer glanced ahead into the shad-
ana moved of quickly as II he saw
s f.s one, Rutherford pushed the button
sl the lions head Almost at once
safe swung open.
+sheftord entered this strange place
the liveliest curiosity. A wide.
lsht pavement mounted by. several
OF broad steps TO landings. on the
~, Tue house. At each OF these
skilful landscape gardener had
the effect of secluslon for little
siln marble benches. by group