Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-06-22

course would be decided injustice to
the two who are innocent"
II had not thought of that. Well
go ahead in your own way, Birge. No
matter who the guilty party may be,
I have no sympathy for him, or her,
as the case may develop. The one who
Is guilty should be exposed; IL not
publicly, then, at least, to the few who
ought to know about it."
Every good, sir" Moreaux left his
chair, helped himself to fresh cigar
from the open box on the table, light.
ed II, shook hands with Mr.. Delorme,
who had also risen, crossed to the
door, then turned about and said:
"Oh, by the way, are you attending
the Netherlands Society dinner to-
morrow night"
Eyes. Aren't you? You're a mem.
ber."
"Oh, shall doubtless be there
unless something happens in the
meantime to prevent"
"Bless me! You talk as IL you
were man of business, and l never
knew anybody who had more leisure
on his hands. Do you know, Birge"-
whistfully-'T used to wish that when
my Lorna chose a husband it would
be you. Forgive an old man for say
ing it, but l have wished it many
tines"
Moreaux's tall form seemed to grow
perceptibly taller, and the expression
in his eyes was serious indeed, not
withstanding his smile as he replied
quickly:
Good Heavens, Delorme, am
twice as old as she is. She is nine
teen and am thirty-eight. That would
never do, you know. Such a thought
never occurred to Lorna, fond as she
was, and is, Of me-"
"But it occurred to you more than
once, Birge. I know"
Nonsense. Mr.. Delorme. Non
sense. Gracious! I must go. Good
night, sir"
Promptly at half past ten o'clock
the two officers, Muchmore and Bunt-
ing. arrived at the club where Birge
He conducted them at once to a Sc.
cluded corner, offered them refresh
ments, which they accepted, and hav-
ing lighted cigars all around, the ar
tist looked quizzically at Muchmore
and inquired:
well, lieutenant, what's doing"
1--WE supposed that our errand here
was to have your reply to that ques-
ton, Mr.. Moreaux," was the quick
reply.
Still, you have something on your
mind. / can see that much. Before
unbossom myself, suppose you tell me
what has happened to interest you to-
day."
VERY we'll, sir. Nothing of any
Importance. And l really am not sure
that I ought to tell you about It,"
II think you may trust me, ieuten-
ant"
II will. You gave me tip last
night about Mephistophelian looking
chap that you had seen talking with
another man in the Bowery near
Houston Street. After l accompanied
Mr.. Delorme to headquarters I went
over to Crewe's just to look around a
bit, and he was there. l had doped 1t
out who he was in the meantime. He
calls himself Sindahr, the miracle
worker"
"Ah, yes. l have heard of him."
at isn't necessary to tell you all
hot 7 fref f,,
side l took good look at him, and
one of the things / saw was a few
traces of some sort of preparation
which he had evidently been using to
make his hair white, or gray.
at was under his hair, along the
back of his neck; just trace of 1t.
hut enough to set me thinking. I de-
cided to arrest him as a suspicious
character and hold him for investiga.
ton. and so. put the cuffs on him.
Later, he managed to get away; but
that doesn't matter. l can get him
again when l want him."
II see"
1.-THE point is this: there were
things about him that logged my
memory. but could not put my fin.
ger on them, so to speak. But the
though has been hiking around in my
Uranium the whole blessed day, and
half an hour ago I met him on the
street in his other character, and I'll
be blowed il he didn't have the gall
to stop me and speak to me. l got
his measure then. all right"
II am still very much in the dark.
lieutenant" Moreaux said mildly.
do you recall Count Sucini whJ
was at the wedding reception?"
Eyes"
well. that's the guy"
"You don't tell me! Did you ar
rest him again?"
'Not by a jugful. pretended tha
I was nightly glad to see him again
asked him for hia card got ~ ans