Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1915-01-14


The Ex-Thisf Spent the Day Searching
Hotel Registers.
morning. But John had hurried her
into cab, ordered it driven to the
Manx and quickly made arrangements
for Ruth TO occupy his room with a
maid to look after her.
"All my clothes are with that horrid
woman" she whispered.
"In rig you out, and then wen go
shopping" was the rejoinder.
With the help of the maid and the
housekeeper Ruth was presently made
presentable for the street, and John,
in dry clothes and none the worse for
his ducking. met her in the lobby.
Il have engaged taxi by the hour"
he told her. IL think it will rest you
more to get the fresh air and dig
around in the shops among the pret-
ties than it will to brood in your own
room"
Ruth hesitated shyly. But l have
no money, John"
"Ohw he said blankly, and then a
thought came to him. "Why, here
am carrying around lot of the ranch
money which was going to turn over
to you"
Once in the taxi Ruth told him OF
her experiences from the time she had
left the mine. John listened soberly
though once in awhile heavy flush
on his cheeks betrayed his deep seated
anger at the plotters who had not only
tried to deprive her of her mine, but
had finally risked her life and liberty
Its all that man Wilkerson," he said
when she had finished. He caused
your father to make him superintend
ent of the mine and then bounded him
into his grave. He is your bad angel,
Ruth But | am here now. and I'll
get busy with Everett and finish
things up, and Wen soon be back at
the mine and have things going again"
He answered her questions about the
situation at the Master Key" as tact
fully as he could; he realized that her
nerves were badly shaken. He would
trust to old Tom Kane to hold the for
| i'm the mountains while he transacted
| the necessary business in San Fran
cisco.
He directed the chauffeur to drive
them through the shopping district
and while Ruth spent several hours in
replenishing her wardrobe John sat in
the taxi and studied things out But
he was continually seeing WilkerSOn's
dark face before him, and before they
returned to the hotel he had determin-
ed to find out where he was and what
he was doing.
While Ruth went to her room 20
dress for dinner John sat in the lobby
and completed his plans. He did not
observe slender, quietly dressed
young man with very pale face, who
sauntered in and out with an occasion
al trip 10 the cigar stand to light a
fresh cigarette. 1t was Henry Pell.
The ex-thief had spent the day going
from hotel to hotel, searching the reg
listers. 1t was only at last that he
went to the Manx. There he found
the name Ruth Gallon" on the regis
ter and below It John Dorr." This
he reported to Wilkerson. who swore
luridly, but emphasized the necessity
OF getting hold of the papers immedi
ately.
"And l trust you to do it," he said
meaningly.
Pell. flushed with drugs, nodded
briskIy. "I'll get 'em, all right, Har
ry," he said, but did not add his in
most thought. which was that, with the
papers once In his own possession, he
could easily get much more from VII
kerson than the $500 he had promised
"When viii you have themT' vii
kerson went on impatiently.
Pell smiled family, but significantly
al know your address," he remarked
an deliver them there when | get
them"
"But whenT growled the other.
Pell clicked his cigarette stub int,
the gutter and whistled. 81 neye
make dates ahead" he said quietly
"But it won't be long"
"Have you your plan all scheme,
out?"
Pell winked and moved off.