Warren sheaf., 1915-03-03

this was that all attempts against his
life had niraculously ceased; no safes
thundored down in front OF him. and
no autos tried to carve him in two.
The only thing that kept him active
was the daily call Of Jones by wire.
Miss Florence was we'll that was al
Jones was permitted to say.
Restlessly Norton spurned his chair
and walked over to the telephone
booth It was midnight He might OF
might not be able to get Jones. But
almost instantly q voice said. What
is it?''
"Jones?"
''Yes. Who is it?''
Morton"
"Why, you called me up not ton
minutes age"
Not II"
''1t was your voice, as plain as day"
"What did want?" keen all at once.
The reply did not come Immediately.
"You are certain it was not you?"
Wait a moment and I'll call the
editor. He will prove to you that I've
been here for an hour, and that this
is the first call I've made. Some ona
has been imposing on YOU What did
they ask you to do?"
''You asked me to come down to the
Office at once, and requested you
to come to the house, and you said you
could not. l declined to STIR
"What did you think?"
Exactly what you're thinking-that
they have come to life again
Clones, is Miss Florence awake?"
"No."
"Do you think there is any hope Of
having her understand what really
happened?"
II am here only to guard her. can,
not undertake to read her thoughts. :"
You're not quite in favor Of a rec.
onciliation?"
ooh, yes, If it went no further.
Young people are young people the
world over"
What does that mean?"
"That they would not create imagi.
rative heartaches If they were not
young. Better let things remain ex.
actly as they are. When all these
troubles are settled finally, the lesser
trouble may be talked over sensibly.
But this is not the time. There is no
news. Goodnight"
Norton returned to his chair, gloom.
Ter than ever With his feet upon the
window sill he stared and stared and
dreamed and dreamed till a hand fell
upon his shoulder. It belonged to one
OF the Office boys.
'Mote f'r you, sir"
Norton read it and tore it into little
pieces. Then he rose and distributed
the pieces in the several yawning
waste baskets which streWed the aisle
leading to the city desk.
I'm not wanted for anything9" he
asked.
."No. Clear out!" laughed the night
city editor. .The sight of you Is put.
ting everybody in the gloom ward"
Norton went down to the street. At
the left of the entranceshe was quietly
joined by man whose arm was car.
ried in a sling. He motioned Norton
to get into the taxicab They were
dropped in deserted spot In River
dale. On foot they went forward to
their destination, which proved to be
the deserted hangar of the aviator,
William Orts.
Il want you to tell Jones that 2 tug
and several divers are at work on the
spot where he threw the chest. That's
all. Now, doctor, rewind this arm Of
mine"
The amateur surgeon made very
good job of it; not for nothing had he
followed fighting armies to the front.
did they find anything7"
"NOt up to date. But we might II
we cared to-. They have left q buoy
over the spot they're exploring. But
just now 1t floats quarter Of q
mile to the east Of the spot.
"Who were the men in the motor
boat that chased Jones'
"Only Jones can tell you. Queer old
codger, eh?"
"A bit stubborn. He wants to handle
It without police assistance"
"And he's right. We are not aiming
to arrest anyone" sinisterly. There
can't be any draw to this game. Here,
40 smoking. Too much gas af1oat."
Norton put the cigarettes back INTO
his pocket. What's the real news?"
he demanded. "You would not bring
me out here just to rebandage that
arm. It really did not need It. Come,
out with it" -,
you're sharp"
I'm paid to be sharp"
I've found where the Black Hu1i
dred holds its sessions ...,
by George, that's news!''
The room above is vacant. a little
hole in the ceiling, and who knows
what might happen?"
What do you want me to do?''
Tell Jones. When the next meet
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