The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-07-22
CHAPTER III.
10 Trlumphe!

Once safely in the street, Kenneth
his pocket and the packet of bank
notes under his arm, was seized by an
impulse to do some extravagant thing
to celebrate his success. 1t had proved
to be such a simple matter, after all
one bold stroke; a tussle, happily
bloodless, with the plutocratic dragon
whose hold upon his treasure was so
easily broken; and presto! the hungry
proletary had become himself power
in the world, strong to do good or
evil, as the gods might direct.
This was the prompting to exulta
ton as it might have been set in
words; but in Griswold's thought it
was but a swift suggestion, followed
instantly by another which was much
more to the immediate purpose. He
was hungry; there was a restaurant
next door to the bank. Without think
ing overmuch of the risk he ran, and
perhaps not at all of the audacious
subtlety of such an expedient at such
a critical moment, he went in, sat
down at one of the small marble
topped tables, and calmly ordered
breakfast.
Since hunger is a lusty special
pleader, making itself heard above
any pulpit drum of the higher facul-
ties, it is quite probable that Girls
void dwelt less upon what he had
done than upon what he was about to
eat, until the hue and cry in the
street reminded him that the chase
was begun. But at this, not to appear
suspiciously injurious, he put on the
mask of Indifferent interest and asked
the waiter concerning the uproar.
The serving man did not know what
had happened, but he would go and
find out if M'sieu' so desired. "Msieu'
said breakfast first, by all means, and
information afterward. Both came in
due season, and the hungry one ate
while he listened.
Transmitted into the broken English
of the Gascon serving man, the story
of the robbery lost nothing in its sen
sational features.
1t was very evident tnat the pluto
cratic dragon did not intend to accept
defeat without a struggle, and Girls
void set his wits at work upon the
problem of escape.
"It's a little queer that / hadn't
| of hof Of II haqnrn - he
mused, slipping his coffee as one who
need not hasten until the race is actu
ally begun. 81 suppose the other fel
low, the real robber, would have fig
ured himself safely out of it--or would
have thought he had-before he made
the break Since did not, I've got t.
do it now, and there isn't much time
to throw away. Let me see" he shu
his eyes and went into the inventive
trance of the literary craftsmanship
keynote must be originality; mus
do that which the other fellow woulC
never think of doing"
On the strength of that decision hi
ventured to order third cup of cof
fee, and before it had cooled he hat
outlined plan, basing it upon cross
questioning of the Gascon waiter
There had been but one man con
cerned in the robbery, and the side
walk gossip was beginning to describ
him with discomforting accuracy.
Griswold paid his score and wen
out boldly and with studied noncha
lance. He reasoned that, notwith
standing the growing accuracy of tn
street report, he was still in no imme
date danger so long as he RENAME,
in such close proximity to the banA
1t was safe to assume that this wa
one of the things the professions
"strong-arm man" would not do. Blu
it was also evident that he mus
speedily lose his identity If he hope
to escape; and the lost identity mus
| leave no clue to itself.
Griswold smiled when he remen
bered how, in fiction of the felon-catcl
: ing sort, and in real life, for that ma
} ter, the law-breaker always did leav
, clue for the pursuers. Thereupo
: arose determination to demonstrat
practically that 1t was quite as po
! sible to create an inerrant fugitive q
: to conceive an infallible detectiv'
5 Joining the passers-by on the sid
+ walk, he made his way leisurely
Canal street, and thence diagonall