Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1915-06-04

"You can work this guard, II you
want to-" Lenora went on Il have
seen you tackle worse cases He seems
dead easy Then let me in the cell,
take my clothes and leave me here"
Quest followed the scheme In his
mind quickly.
1T is all right" he decided but l
am not at all sure that they can really
hold me on the evidence they have
got. If they can't shall be doing my
self more harm than good In this
way"
Its no use unless you can get hold
of Craig quickly" Laura said He is
getting the scares, as IT Is"
"I'll do 1t, Quest decided Call the
guard, Laura"
She obeyed. The man came good.
naturedly toward them.
Quest looked at him steadfastly
through the bars
Il want you to come inside for
moment" Quest repeated softly I'm
look the door, please, take the key off
your bunch and come inside
The man hesitated but all the time
his fingers were fumbling with the
keys. Quests lips continued to move.
The warder opened the door and en-.
tered, A few minutes later Quest
passed the key through the window to
Laura, who was standing on guard
Without word and with marvellous
rapidity, the change was effected.
Laura produced from her handbag
wig, which she pinned inside her hat
and passed over to Quest Then she
flung herself on to the bed and drew
the blanket up to her chin,
How long will he stay like that?"
she whispered. pointing to the warder,
who was sitting on the floor with his
arms folded and his eyes closed
Half and hour or so" Quest an
swered Don't bother about him |
shall drop the key back through the
window"
Quest reached Georgia square at
flve minutes to three A glance up
and down assured him that the house
was unmatched He let himself IN
with his own key threw Lauras
clothes of, and after few moments
hesitation, selected from the ward
robe a rough tweed suit with thick
lining and lapels. Just as he was
tying his tie, the little wireless which
he had laid on the table at his side
began to record message. He glanced
at the clock. 1t was exactly three.
Quests eyes shone for a moment
with satisfaction Then he sent Off
his answering message, put on dus-
ter and SLOUGH hat, and left the house
by the side entrance In few mo-
ments be was In Broadway and
quarter OF an hour later taxicab de-
posted him at the entrance to the
professors house He walked swiftly
up the drive and turned toward the
garage, hoping every moment to see
something Of Lenora The door of the
place stood open. He entered and
walked around. 1t was empty There
was no sign of either Craig or LIE.
nora!
Quest recovered from his first dis
appointment, stole carefully out and
made minute examination Of the
place. Close to the corner from which
Lenora had sent her wireless message
to him he stopped and picked up a
handkerchief, which from the marking
he recognized at once. A few feet
away the gravel was disturbed as
though by the trampling of several
feet He set his teeth
I've got to find that girl" he NUT
tered Craig can go to h-l!"
He turned away and approached the
house, The front door stood open
and he made his way at once to the
library. The professor, who was sit
ting at his desk surrounded by pile
of books and papers, addressed him
as he entered, without looking up.
where on earth have you been
Craig?' he inquired petulantly 81 have
rung for you six times. Have | not
told you never to leave the place with
out orders?'
1T is not Craig Quest replied quiet
ly 1t is |, professor-Sanford Quest
The professor swung round in his
chair and eyed his visitor in blank
establishment
"Quest?" he exclaimed God bless
my SOUL Have they let you out al.
ready. them
Il came out, Quest replied grim
~. sit tight. and listen to me for
moment, will your"
You came out?" the professor re-
peated, looking little dazed You
mean you escaped"
Quest nodded.
Perhaps | made mistake" he sd-
mitted, but here | am Now listen
professor" And he told the story of
the last few hours,
The professors face was almost pitt
full In Its blank amazement. His
mouth was wide open like a child's,
words seemed absolutely denied to
him He rose to his feet, obviously
a tremendous effort to adjust his
ideas
Craig locked up In my garage?"
he murmured. Craig guilty of those
murders? Why, my dear Mr.. Quest,