The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1917-08-23

"oh, very we'll. Then / will ask
you to step into the hall, Miss
Cadogan. l have some important
matters" He had lifted his voice
slightly. The voice came floating
out from within:
These impertinent reporters!
At such hours! ! suppose, tho, I
may as well see him."
Il Judged you would, my lady,"
thought flanagan. And for some
reason you do not want me to
tackle Miss Cadogan just now. She
can wait"
"I'll see you the first thing in
the morning, will I, Miss Cado-
GAM"
YES" replied the girl, and hur-
ried from the room.
"Well2" said Mrs. Pernau.
You're a cool one," was Lana
gan's disinterested comment. You
know how many people are clos
ing in on your"
She drew her lips tightly to-
gether.
II do not understand you
wha do you mean?"
81 mean myself, Chief Leslie
and Maggart of the Adams agency.
And you. know these things-you
knew you were Swallowed tonight
your sad-faced youth told you
and you come back. simply hand
II to YOU"
She sat down, her hand dropping
to her side; but in a swift step
Lanagan's knee was pressing her
elbow and he reached down before
her hand could leave the slit in her
skirt and withdrew the same auto
matte.
Mean business, don't your" he
remarked. But tell me just one
thing, and II Leslie or Maggart
don't grab you, I'll put nothing in
their way. think you're one Of
those fool women who get tangled
with a clever bird like Chappie
Carol and do a lot of things you
wouldn't do II you weren't In love
with the rat. Isn't that so?"
~ am not aware that it's any
Of your business!" she cried,
angrily. "Give me back that gun!
| don't know you'll started to
pull the gun because I thought
you were going to stick me up?
Isn't that reasonable?" She snatch
ed for the gun with furious
gesture, her left hand, the narrow
fingers full extended, jabbing rig
idly forked for his eyes.
He caught her wrists and whirl-
cd her back to her chair.
There came a rapping on the
door; loud, sinister, threatening.
and, after a seconds duration, 1t
came again, twice repeated. The
struggle, silent but hard, for the
woman was 1.-THE and muscular,
ceased.
"Cut this out" snapped Lana
gan, in a whisper. Tell me one
thing and I'll keep the gun-oth-
erwise they'll book you for having
1t and hold you. Tell me one
thing-where did Winkeppner fig
ure?"
She looked at him with hate and
baffled defiance as the knocking
came again.
That's for me to know and you
to find out" she flung at him, as
he stepped back, and she arose,
painting slightly.
She walked to the door, and,
throwing her head back and swift
ly rearranging her tumbled hair,
flung II open. It was Leslie who
stalked in, and behind him we're
Brady and Murphy.
Get into your clothes, Alice La
mont, and take little ride with
me to the city prison."
Leslie was curt and hard as
flint. flanagan was almost moved
to exhibit surprise. Alice Lamont
was a Jewel thief who had some
few months before been under
suspicion for one Of Paris most
sensational necklace thefts and
was supposed to have fled to
Egypt or to India.
IT guess I showed you trick
this time, Mr.. Jack flanagan"
Leslie had turned to flanagan.
"You certainly hadn't flashed her,
had your"
NO." replied flanagan, slowly,
'I hadn't. I knew she was a young
woman of some daring and re-
sourcefulness, but scarcely sus-
pected, to be perfectly frank, that
was entertaining the famous
Alice"
Come along Alice. Your high
society friend will be worrying
about YOU"
Her high society friend?" quer-
led flanagan. You haven't thrown
Winkeppner in?"
mot exactly thrown him in; but
he will find my offices good place
to stay for a little while, at least"
replied Leslie. Winkeppner was
therefore under what is called
surveillance"
flanagan gazed at the veteran
chief for a few seconds, and then
spoke, almost with bitterness
"Chief, you're wrong. You're
blundering again; trying to break
another girls heart as you have
all but broken Miss Allison's."
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