The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-06-03

s.say, you,0 he grunted. 'Just you parade the kind of talk know. Get that?''
 Suppose you get pinched, col1ared," ;" Andrew amended tranqui1ly. And furthermore, let us suppose that the owner of the jewels was of an old and honorable family and at this particular time a nominee for high office, Now, do you think he would risk scandal by prosecuting you if it so chanced that you recognized in his wife some one you had known in very different cir cumstances, some one named, let us say, Maggie Flint"
 A silence fell, in which Andrew stood immobtle, inpassive, regarding his new tool with calm yet piercing scrutiny, and Creegan rested agape, his wfdened eyes fast on the other, striving dumbly to digest the bewfldering fact that the girl with whom he had wandered fond ly in the streets of Chicago years be- fore was become in very truth the mis- tress of this mansion. At last he shook his head incredulous1y.
 s.No,'' he muttered, ttit can't be Mag gie-the wife of that swell guy, Vain wrighti''
 But it is!'' Andrew retorted sharp 1y, and the words carried conviction Gee! .sMaggie!' he mumb1ed con fused1y. We'll I'm son of a guni''
 ssI am to understand, then,'' the Mas ter Mind suggested suavely, S'that you know the lady? ?''
 Creegan's dull face frightened instant ly. Something of the bestia1ity bred out of evil years fell from him.
 'sDo I? Why, knew her from 'way back. Guess she come from pretty good stock, though her old man was down and out when I knew 'em. She had darn poor pickin's, Maggie had. Any other skirt with her looks would have gone to the bad icketty split; but not her! Worked in factories and then got a job after her father died as nurse girl Kept straighter'n n a string all the time. I got foolish over that kid my self. I'd just about made up my mind to marry her when she was caught with the goods and sent to stir Never could see why she did it. It wa'n't like. her to steal. I tried to find her when she come out, but there want nothin' Hoin'. And was dippy over her. GeeT' he concluded sheepishly. Gan you see me bein' dippy over a skirt?''
 Andrew then said:
 tAnd, if you should be caught, for a further defense you might perhaps say that robbery was not your intent but that instead you were here for a meet. ing with the lady-at her request
 Once again. Creegan gaped sheer amazement. Then, swiftly, the light of understanding twinkled in his little eyes.
 ''Im wise, 'bo-I'm wise!'' he chuck led, with villainous snirk. ''Now, where do they keep the sparklers P,
 Forthwith Andrew entered into a de- tailed explanation concerning the plan of the house, with particular reference to the library, in an alcoYe of which the safe wSs set.
 And now,'' he concluded, "as to the time tonight when you should start op- Rrations,.t have only to make sug- gestion. This room of mine, as you perceive, is situated in the cupola of the house, with windows on each side. In its way it's a sort of beacon at night. The Iedgekeeper says that when I put out my light he is sure that every one else in the housetis sEeeping''
 q got ye, Steve-I got ye!'' Creegan declared. Then, in another moment, he spoke with half shamed eager ness: Say, she didn't send for me, did she?''
 s"That is leading question: was the answer, with a noncomnittal smile. q shall put out my light tonight prob ably about 2 o'clock
 "Yes, yesP' Creegan agreed, hastily. 'f1 got all that. But about her, now! Do you think there's a chance of her skippin' out with mel Whab?"
 A true lover should never be dis ceura ged," came the cryptic reply. As he spoke, Andrew opened the door, and motioned that his visitor should ] leave the room. "Till 2 o'clock he | said