Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1916-01-10

tioohl GUY nGlHc upblI ~ do Il iih''
From the makers name he could in
time trace its ownership to her
June longed TO hide the coat some
where. But she dared not. Such an
act would stir into fresh life Lamar 5
newly -uulled suspicious against her.
She turned the coat over exposing
the label She pulled at a corner OF
the little square of lettered satin, but
II was too strongly sewed to be dis
lodged SO easily. Raising the label
10 her lips, June drove her keen white
teeth into it. seyering the threads,
until one edge had been loosened.
Then, with a jerk, she tore away
the whole label and thrust it into the
front of her dress
She heard Lamar returning and he
carelssly dropped the coat across the
sill of the open door.
'Well?" queried June, interestedly,
as Max came in sight around the cor
ner of the garage. What news of
the Yelled Woman"
Got clean away" he reported, sulk-
lily. No trace of her"
He caught sight of the coat lying
where June had dropped it. His look
of ehagrin frightened to one of keen
eagerness. lie snatehed the coat from
the greasy floor and twisted it around
so as to bring the inside of the neck
band into view. And again his face
darkened.
Clever woman" he muttered.
Even the tailor's label is gone. Well.
there's only one thing left to do. I'll
take this coat to police headquarters
and have Allen send a man around
with it to every tailor in the city.
One of them is bound to recognize it.
And WE'LL catch our woman that way,
before another days ended.
June's heart sank like lead. The
momentary buoyancy that had filled
her soul was gone She realized how
shrewd and yet how simple was this
latest plan of Lamar's: and how GER
tain to prove successful.
And now" cut in the cold voice
Of the woman of the house, who had
followed Lamar from the alley, ''it
you two are quite done playing Old
Sleuth all over my grounds, let me
suggest that this path leads straight
To the street. Good day, Mr. Detec-
tive"
"Madamw snorted the nettled La
mar, as she turned to leave them. ''if
anything could add to the unpleas-
antness of this wild-goose chase of
mine, it would be to hear you call me,
for the second time, a detective
When you remember my fair young
face, In your pure dreams, on moon
lit nights, may | beg and beseech and
implore and entreat and insist that
you remember that it the face of a
crime specialist-not a detectiVe.
They left the grounds and gained
the sidewalk As they turned in the
direction of the Travis home, Lamar
broke silence.
81 want to thank you ever SO much,
&c, ha so hpiDpr
a brick, and helping me as you have
today. But for your showing me
where you had seen the Yelled Wom-
an. l should never have gotten on her
track. 1t was splendid of you"
ut wasn't" she contradicted. II
was glad to be of any help. When I
was hanging on to that ridiculous
coat-corner, like grim death, l felt
quite a heroine. But
There's another thing" he said,
Eesitatingly. "a thing l hate like blue
poison to say; but it's got to be said.
VIII you try to forgive me, in ad-
vance,"
How ominous!" she laughed.
What is it?"
when that Jap butler of yours
showed you the torn note, an hour
ago" said Max. uncomfortably, do
you know what | thought? / thought
you were the Yelled Woman"
Mr.. Lamar" cried June, her sweet
voice vibrant with amazed reproach.
Wont you forgive me?" he plead
ed. What was | to think? 1t all
seemed to fit in, with such horrible
exactness. How else could I account
for part of the stolen note being found
in your room? And your explanation
seemed SO lame-so unconvineing.
The simple truth often does, you
know. Won't you forgive me, please?'
"You-you doubted my word?" mur-
INJURED June, incredulously. you ac-
tually thought"
I'm so ashamed" he broke in.
But | paid for my mistake. l never
was more hideously miserable in all
my life than | was at that very
moment 1t seemed as if all my air
castles-all my dreams and ideals of
glorious womanhood-wer crashing
to fragments about my ears. I'd have
given my right arm to find myself
mistaken. And, thank God, | was
mistaken. Why, when | saw that
Yelled Woman standing looking at us,
| could-I could have kissed her for
giving me back my faith in you. L"
please don't say any more about
it," said June, coldly. Il suppose
your profession makes you look with
suspicion on everyone. The law is
supposed to believe people innocent,
until guilt is proved But, with Off
GERS of the law it seems just the other
way around. You suspect me, because
it's your profession to"
Neither my profession nor any
thing else could make me suspect you
again." he urged yehemently. Tell
me I'm forgiven-that | may call on
you-that-
But, womanlike, she would not sur
render all at once. Instead, she inter
rupted his plea to say:
Mr.. Lamar | don't mean to be i'm
pertinent, but why do you follow such
profession? Is it a joy to track
down and capture society's poor vic
tins? For instance, this Yelled
Woman. What pleasure do you get
from pursuing her-from turning her
into a hunted criminal? Why can't
you let the miserable creature rest in
peace?"
His face had grown very grave as
she spoke. With almost a note of
solemnity in his voice he made reply
II know men who loved the man
| hunt for the man-hunt's sake. 1t Is
not so with me. 1t has never been
| so. You ask what pleasure ] get
| in pursuing criminals, in thwarting
them, in making the city safe from
| them. What pleasure does the shep-
! herd get from driving away the wolf
from his sheepfold? He is not by
| trade a hunter of wolves, but a pro-
tector of sheep. So that the sheep
may sleep peacefully in the fold, thu
shepherd spends cold and wakeful
nights on the hills. often at risk of
his own life. to kill the wolf that
menaces his flock We law-enforcers
are shepherds. So that honest folk
may be safeguarded we spend our
| lives trailing human wolves that seek
TO prey on them. That is my mission.
/ Not as sweet a mission as yours
among the poor and the unfortunate;
| but life that is not ignoble."
swered June gravely; after a mo-