The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1916-12-20

He wasi holding Rute's pulse. HE
seems mighty bad. What do you reckon
we'd better do? Shall / phone for
doctor?"
Goat with asperity. 'hat'd mean giving
the bulls a chance to come in and QUE
! here all the time they were hanging up
Il case against him. Go and get some
clothes on. Wen dump him out in the
street and trust to luck"
There's the night porter" remon-
I know al about that. You go and
gett dressed"
The Goat himself hurrIedly flung on
some clothes and accommodated down the
stairs. He found the night porter
breathing stertorously in a corner OF
| little partitioned-off office and nodded
Sagely. He knew now all the steps Rufc
| had got possession of the master key
which had afforded him entrance to the
flat. He returned upstairs.
With jerky reluctance the tape ma
chaine ratified out ia message and d.
! visional Detective Inspector Amack.
! who had fingered on his way upstairs to
his own office to chaff the subdivisional
! idly glanced at it
I'm consequence of an outbreak Of
| swine fever at Cheam. the Board of Az
! riculture has prohibited Hello, what's
| thls?" His eyes had fallen on later
message.
! lice news day and night between the ten
score police stations of London-by tele-
! phone, BY motor. by official newspapers
! and by the tape-machine. 1t may not
seem essential that constable at Ewell
/ should know that a burglary has been
committed at Raywater-but the bur
/ slar may live at Ewcll. News-Swift
] news Is the life-blood of the greatest
police organization n the world. even
As sit was in the old days Of hue and
cry.
Almack twisted his reddish mustache
| cbSently and passing the strip of tape
| abruptly to tho sub-divisional inspector.
! strobe of tohis own department. One
man. was sprawllng against the mantel-
[ piece and a clerk was writing beneath
the barred window.
"Mornin, Horand," said Almack. "1'vo
! just got bunch that we may get line
on the Goat, after ALL"
| Huh" commented Horand, and spat In
the fire. He was a veteran of the old
days who had never troubled to attempt
, the further examinations preliminary to
| higher promotion. and he was a pessim-
list in certain ways. He had known many
! campaigns against the Goat, and he had
small faith that the young ID. D. L."
| would achieve anything. Still. discipline
i sdiscipline. and he said nothing.
Well get right over to Regents Park
report just come through on the tape
that's put mo thinking. Ever run across
Big Rufe Davlin?"
II have So admitted Horand, strug-
Cling with his overcoat
They've picked him up outside High
cliffe Mansions-that's tho Goats place
badly Dashed about. Hos in The in
Urinary now: and won't say who put it
across him"
Horand stared at his chief with somc-
thing OF contempt There don't seem
much TO- that to drag us right across
London" he said Il know Rufc and
know the Goat. They'd no more have
anything TO do with each other than
tlan a banker with confectioncr's as
sistant."
Almack had q respect for his senior
assistant. but he sometimes wished that
mas common sense Was not So arrogant
1t blunted enthusiasm.
All the same. it's deuc1d funny that
he should be picked up practically ON
the Goats doorstep. he commented. at
needs looking into anyway \ bit Of
fresh air Will d" YOU good"
neut- BY tho time they had reached
the tntrmary and stood by Rufes t"d
he had become bluny genial. u" had
his private opinion that thny were on
q Wild goose chase. but that would nat
prevent him, from. loyalty carrying nut
any steps that Almack might initiate.
How do. Rufc? You remember me"
My name Is Horand. Heard you'd been
banging yourself about. and thought
I'd give you a lools-in. Friend of mine
Mr.. Almack." He seated himself on
the bed with the familiarity of an old
friend.
The crook Glarcd NJ him rasrntfulli-
lyon amt troubling about my health"
ne said suspicously I'm about sick
OF you blok"s pushing your noses into
my private affairs" II" oStenlaIi0us!y
turned his back and tri"d an incffecl ir,.
snore.
"Cl9n olnnn n .l,.li
whether you can rfi; M anything
thcre." whispered Alnacii. "Nnw. Dcr-
lin"-his voice ting"d with incisivr ar-
thority-''listcn Ia in.
"Oh. blaZcS. said I:uf" YEARLY. and
turned one" again. ''N"m fellows don't
give any ono Il uhanS;."
Evcr sine" n. r"upI" If ''onStHblrs had
picked him up and brought him on au