The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-12-27
THE GOLD OF THE GODS
BY ARTHUR B. REEVE s Rss,.;s ass, s,sa

While l completed my hasty toilet,
Lockwood sat in our living room, gaz-
Ing about with fascination at the col
lections Of trophies Of the chase of
criminals.
This is positively terrifying array
of material. Jameson" he declared,
as at last l emerged. Between what
Kennedy has here and what he has
slowed away in that laboratory of his,
I wonder that any one dares be a
crook"
| could not help cycling him keenly.
Could he have spoken so heartily II he
had known what 1t was, damning to
himself, that Kennedy had tucked
away IN the laboratory? II he knew.
he must have been splendid actor,
one of those whom only the minute
blood-pressure test of the sphymo-
graph could induce to give up a secret
and then only in spite Of himself
1T is wonderful" agreed. Are
you ready"
We left the apartment and walked
along in the bracing morning air to-
ward the campus and the Chemistry
Building. Sure enough, as ! had ex-
pected, Kennedy was in his laboratory.
As we entered he was verifying his
experiments and checking over his
results. carefully endeavoring to iso-
late any of the other closely related
1nydriatic alkaloids that might be con-
tanned in the noxious fumes Of the
poisoned tobacco.
Though Craig was already convinc-
ed of what was going on, l knew
that he always considered It matter
of considerable medio-legal import
ance to be exact, for IL the affair ever
came to the stage Of securing an in
dictffieYit the charge could be sustain
cd only be specific proof.
AS we appeared in the door, how
ever, ne laid aside his work, and greet
cd US. -.v-
Il suppose Jameson has already
told vou that called you up last night
and what I said?" began Lockwood
Kennedy nodded. TT was something
about Norton. wasn't it,"
Lockwood leaned over impressively
and almost whispered: "Of course,
you are in no position to know, but
there are ugly ruinours current down
In Lima among the natives regarding
that dagger"
Kennedy did not appear to be par
ticularly impressed. rs that so?" he
said merely. what are they?"
WELL resumed Lockwood. II was
iv,o
here. But they tell ME that there was
something crooked about the way that
that dagger was got away from an
Indiana brother of Sonora deMoche."
Eyes" replied Kennedy, 81 know
something about It. He committed
suicide. But what has that to do with
Norton?"
Lockwood hesitated, then shrugged
his shoulders. 81 should think the in
ference was plain" he insinuated.
Then, looking at Craig fixsdly. as
though to take his measure, he added,
I'VE are not out Of touch with what
is going on down there, even If we
are several thousand miles away"
wondered whether he had any in
formation more than we had already
obtained by X-raying the letter to
whitney signed "Haggerty" If he
had. II was not his purpose, evidently,
yet to disclose it. felt from his man
ner that he was not playing a trump
card, but was just feeling us out by
this lead.
There was some crooked business
about that dagger down there as we'll
as here" he pursued There are many
interests connected with it, Don't you
think that it would be worth while
watching Norton" he paused. then
added: I'VE do--and we're going to
DO it,"
Thank you very much" returned
Kennedy quietly. "Mr. Whitney has
already told me he intended to do So"
Lockwood eyed us critically, as
though not quite sure what to make
Of the cool manner in which Craig
took It,
Il think II were YOU" he said at
length. I'D keep close watch on the
de Moches, both of them, too"