Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1915-12-15
CHAPTER vii.
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! CHAPTER vii.
II Fineer-Prints-
Hilton Toye was the kind Of Ameri'
fcan who knew London As well Is most
/ Londoners, and some other capitals q
wood deal better than their respective
citizens OF corresponding intelligence.
" travels were mysteriously but en-.
Why interviewer with business; he
Il Kan air of enjoying himself, and at
0ssame time making money to pay
) for his enjoyment, wherever he went.
His hotel days were much the same al
over Europe: many appointments. but
abundant leisure. As, however, he
never spoke about his own affairs un-
less they were also those OF the lis
tener-and not always then-half his
Acquaintances had no idea how he
made his money, and the other halt
wondered how he spent his time. OF
his mere interests, which were many,
|, 'Toye made no such secret; but it was
quite impossible to deduce q main in
dustry from the by-products of his
1evel-headed versatility.
Criminology, for example, was an
obvious by-product; it was no morbid
taste in Hilton roye, but a scientific
hobby that appealed to his mental
subtlety. And subtle he was, yet
with strange simplicities; grave and
Fdignifed, yet addicted to the express
fsive phraseology Of his less enlight.
ened countrymen; naturally sincere,
Aand yet always capable Of some in
kgenuous duplicity.
y The appeal of Blanche Macnair to
such soul needs no analysis. She
had struck through all complexities to
the core, such as it was or as she
might make 1t. AS yet she could only
admire the character the man had
shown, though it had upset her none
the less. At Engelberg he had pro-
posed to her inside of two weeks"
rs he had admitted without compunc-
tion at the time. It had taken him,
he said, about two minutes to make
up his mind; but the following sum-
mer he had laid more deliberate siege,
in accordance with some old idea that
she had let fall to soften her first re-
fusal. The result had been the same,
only more explicit on both sides. She
had denied him tho least particle Of
hope, and he had warned her that she
had not heard the last OF him by any
means, and never would till she mar
ried another man. This had incensed
her at tho time, but great deal less
on subsequent reflection; and such
was tho position between that pair
when Toye and Cazalet landed In Eng
land from the same steamer.
On this second day ashore, as GAIA
let sat over 4 late breakfast in Jer-
myn street, Toye sent in his card and
was permitted to follow it, rather to
his surprise. He found his man frank
ly divided between kidneysand-bacon
and the morning paper, but in a hearty
mood, indicative of amends for his
great heat In yesterdays argument.
A palmer indication was the down.
right yet sunny manner in which Caza-
let at once returned to the contentious
topic.
well, my dear Toye, what do you
think of it now?"
II was going to ask you what you
thought, but guess I can see from
your face"
II think the police are rotters for
not setting him free last night"
"Scruton?"
Yes. OF course, the case'll break
:, wnak
they oughtn't to wait for that. They've
no right to detain a man in custody
when the bottoms out of their case
already"
"But-but the papers claim they've
found the very things they were
searching for" Toye looked non
plused, as we'll he might, by an appar-
entity perverse jubilation over such in
telligence.
'They haven't found tho missing
CAPT" crowed Cazalet. what they
have found is Craven's watch ana
keys, and the silver-mounted trun-
cheon that killed him. But they found
them In place where they couldn't
possibly have been put by the man
identified as Scruton!"
"Say, where was that?" asked Toye
with great interest. my paper only
says the things were found, not
where"
4 NO more does mine, but can tell
you, because I helped to find EN-"
you don't say!"
d You'll never grasp where" contin-
ned Cazalet. Gin the foundations I'M
der the housed"
Details followed in all ful1ness; the
listener might have had a part in the
'U12ands act Of yesterdays drama,