Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-25

suAhOu III pioou doyhbhe, w. ihot
miracle worker amt got nothin' on
him II anybody should ask YOU"
"You will show me the way he
went out IL you know what is good for
you. Christy," the lieutenant said
sharply. His quick temper was as
sorting itself again.
Gee, wisht knew it. wouldn't
have waited here. either = with you
that mad that you wanted to fight.
Say, lutte, don't you know that you
can ketch more flies with merlasses
that you can with vinegar? That
amt no way to stack up against
Crewe, the way you done It,"
well, Christy, one thing is quite
certain. You and Crewe both aided
a prisoner to escape, and so I'm going
to take you down to headquarters
with me, just to find out il your
knowledge and memory of things
won't improve on the way"
Now, wouldn't that jar your"
Christy exclaimed without excite
ment.
He was midway of the length OF
the bar, facing Muchmore, who stood
in the opening at the end of it. 81
wasn't anywhere near the miracle
worker, and I heard Bunting say Just
now that the guy slipped the irons
off'n him. Anyhow, he wasn't any
prisoner. You didn't have any war
NJ 20 tv,a To
cious character, as you call it-and !
amt one of them. I guess, maybe, II
you take me in for what happened
here tonight I'll go an see my lawyer
tomorrow How about that, lute?"
Christy was too wise" to the
game to be frightened.
Muchmore realized that with a grim
smile. The only way to take him in
would be to plant something on him,
or frame him up, and Muchmore and
Bunting we're above that sort of thing.
do you think you could find a
way to ask Crew to return here,
Christy?" Muchmore asked him
and as he finished the question the
eleCITlC llSHI Wluhtu again.
There they go again." the bar
tender chuckled. "Why, femme see.
I don't think he meant to be gone but
a few minutes when he went out
You see, he was in his shirt sleeves,
and he hadn't no hat, and"
Christy stopped, gazing directly
ahead of him, past the lieutenant, to.
ward the hear Of the room. Both Off
GERS had their eyes upon him and had
not heard nor seen door as it open.
ed suddenly at that end Of the place.
But they turned their heads quickly
to follow Christy's gaze and discover
eG Crewe advancing toward them
with the swift motion that was his
chief characteristic. And he seemed
not in the least disturbed.
II can't find it, Chris Hello!
Where is the professor? oh, l see,
Muchmore; you decided to let him
go. / think you did right, too. 1t is
closing time, boys. What will you
have before lock up?" and he STEP
his arms in the customary gesture,
thus drawing the two officers around
in front of him again.
1--WE didn't let him go; he let him.
self go, Crewe," said Bunting.
He had said very little since he en-
tered the place; now, for some reas
on-perhaps Muchmore had signaled
to him-he took up the conversation!
and, had he but known it, Crewe liked
him, and respected him above the av-
erage.
"He slipped out of the cuffs and
chuckled them on the floor at our feet
while the lights were out. Oh, he's a
miracle worker all right; take it from
me-"
"Well, WE'LL" said Crewe, and put
out bottle and glasses, and a sipllon
of vichy. He had never been known
to drink anything stronger than syichy
in his own place.
"But we don't care anything about
that, now, Crewe," Bunting went on
quietly. 1.-THE thing that we are GU
rious about is. how and when you got
out?"
81? Why, I just walked out Ito
see IL I could find out what was the
matter with the lights"
'Aw, say, Crewe, do we look RS
easy as that?"
Crewe shrugged his shoulders.
ooh, well, I won't try to convince
you. Have another? No? Well, it's
after closing time, now, and / don't
want to get into trouble with the in
spector of this district. And say,
Muchmore, if you still insist, and will
wait, I'll take a walk down with you
for that talk with your chief. How
about it?"
go ahead and close up" Much
more replied, still bit unsettled as
to temper. "Then come into the hack