The log cabin Democrat., 1916-02-10

ney at police headquarters. Most of the time they sat with heads bowed together. talking in low tones. Short. ly before noon MT. Howard Kendall appeared in company with Helen who had been sent to fetch him.
 At the hour mentioned "Gyt" Pur. cell, haggard from loss of sleep and hunger, handcuffed and closely guard. ed by two uniformed men, was brought into the room. He tried tc maintain an air of bravado, but 1t died away before the austere demeanor of the men he knew to be his judges. They sat watching him in a stony sort of silence that was more terri ble than open accusation. | He seemed, however, more appre. hensive and doubtful of Helen than of the rest Who was she? Who was this impressive. beautiful girl, who might have symbolized Justice, stern and unrelenting? His shifty glance wandered furtively to her again and again; but the purposeful regard of her clear serene eyes never wavered: they never altered their expression.
 At last the fellow could no longer hide his disquiet. He dropped heavily upon a cSair, which the officers had placed for him.
 With sudden, noiseless, catlike movement, Felix Hazard crossed the room and bent over the prisoner His face, set in hard lines, was thrust close to the others; his look, cold. purposeful, menacing, for perhaps a full minute bored into the wretch. By and by Purcell began to tremble and shift uneasily in his chair.
 Then Hazard spoke His voice was low, restrained. but vibrant with 2 metallic incisiveness and determine tion.
 Purcell, you know why you are | here, so we shan't waste words ol time on you. I mean only to tell you that you have one chance-a slim chance; I'm making no promises-but chance to save yourself from the rope. We'll give you just five min utes to come through; if you don't you'll take the consequences" With startling suddenness Hazard brought his right fist forcibly down into the palm of his left hand within an inch of Purcell's nose. He raised his voice to a thunderous command. What have you done with the stun 1 stolen from Kendals safe?" No answer. Again the purposeful fist cracked under Purcell's nose. He l jerked back his head to avoid it. Haz | ards jaw shot forward and his eyes were merely two pin-points of light
 (Which of your gang was 1t that croaked Mrs. Fleuroy?" Still there was no reply. The pris. oner sat pale and trembling, his head and body weaving this way and that as if he would avoid the terrible figure confronting him. But Hazard ruth lessly pressed him.
 Just to show you this is no bluii or police frame-up, I'll lay few cards on the table.
 Tuesday night some time-on the train or at the depot, 1t doesn't mat ter where-Howard Gentrys pocket was picked; his leather was reefed and the contents brought to you be cause they promised rich possibilities and the duller-witted crooks needed ar abler brain to plan for them. So yor evolved the scheme of selecting a mar of some address and not unlike Gentry to impersonate him.
 But first Gentry had to be gotten out of the way. You took 1t upor yourself to ditch him. How? Easies' thing in the world.
 There were papers and letters ir that poke that Gentry would have | given his right hand to recover, and you know it. So you went to his ho | tel, represented yourself to be a dick and told him that somebody had beer | pinched with the pocketbook on him You wanted him to come along t. | identify it.
 Then you got him up over Levin skis, doped and slugged him, and Jeff him there to be disposed of later. Armed with the letter of identifi l cation, your tool had no difficulty per suading Mrs. Fleuroy that he was Gentry.
 But somewhere along the line you NAochS oi"dgS Idli uoWU. Wltn all your cunning you have no more fore sight than little children. Instead of carrying out the grim masquerade and having the money handed to him, youf tool committed the incredible blunder of footing MT. Kendal's safe.
 What was the result? Why, just what might have been expected. Mrs. Fleuroy, knowing all that money was in the house, and that she was in a way responsible for it, was lying awake, waiting for burglars. Of course she heard the noise, poor lady, and in the panic at being caught the crazy fool beat her to pulp Now, then"
 But there was no need for Felix Hazard to continue. The wretch had tainted.