The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-11-23

Pretty slick" replied another OF
the men. Hes the goods, all right"
"Why, what has he done?" asked
Why. what has he done? asked
Kennedy.
Nothing in particular. But he came
out to see US once. You can't blame
him for being q bit sore at us fellows
hanging about But he didn't show 1t.
Instead he almost begged us to be
careful Of how we asked questions OF
the girl OF course, all Of us could
see how completely broken up she Is.
We haven't bothered her. In fact,
we'd do anything we could for her.
But Lockwood talks straight from the
shoulder. You can see he's used to
handling all kinds of situations"
But did he say anything, has he
done anything" persisted Kennedy.
"N-no." admitted the reporter. Il
can't say he has"
Craig frowned T. II thought
not" he remarked These people
aren't giving away any hints, If they
can help It,"
ITS my idea," ventured another OF
the men, that when this case breaks.
It will break all of sudden.
shouldn't wonder II we are in for one
of the sensations Of the year. when
It comes"
Kennedy looked at him inquiringly.
"Why?' he asked simply.
mo particular reason" confessed
the man. "Only the regular detectives
act so chesty. They haven't got a
thing, and they know 1t, only they
won't admit it to us. O'Connor was
her"
What did he say?"
Nothing. He went through all the
motions No, pens lifted, boys,
and all that--talked lot--and after
II was all over he might have been
sure no one would publish line OF his
condolences. There wasn't stick OF
copy in the whole thing"
Kennedy laughed. "O'Connor's all
right" he replied. 1--WE may need him
sorely before we get through. After
all, nothing can take the place of the
organization the police have built up.
You say de Moche is in there yet?'
Eyes. He seemed very anxious to
see her. We never get word out OF
him. I've been thinking what would
happen II we tried to get him mad.
Maybe he'd talk"
More likely he'd pull gum" eau
toned another. Excuse me-"
Kennedy said nothing, evidently con-
tent to let the newspaper men go their
own sweet way
He nodded to them, and pressed the
bu11or nj tho MpndOZa door.
Tell Senorita Mendoza that 1t IS
Professor Kennedy" he said to Juan
tia, who opened the door, keeping II
welcome intruder.
Evidently she had had orders to adj
NIT us, for a second later we found
ourselves again in the little reception
room.
We sat down, and saw that Craig
attention had at once been fixed on
something. listened intently, too.
On the other side of the heavy por-
there's that cut us off from the living
room could distinguish low voices.
It was de Moche and Inez.
Whatever the ethics of 1t, we could
not help listening. Besides there was
more at stake than ethics.
Evidently the young man was urg-
ing her to do something that she did
not agree with.
mo" we heard her say finally, in
a quiet tone, 81 cannot believe 1t, Al,
fonso Mr.. Whitney is Mr.. Lockwood's
associate now. My father and Mr..
Lockwood approved Of him. Why
should do otherwise?'
De Moche was talking earnestly but
in very muffled voice. We could not
make out anything except few scat
tered phrases which told us nothing.
Once | fancied he mentioned his