Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1917-02-10

hard to believe that this Quivering,
shaken creature, with his lean and
pasty face and desperate, glaring eyes,
this man in rough, stained. soiIed and
shapeless garments, could be identical
with the well-set-up, prosperous and
confident man OF affairs he remem-
bered as Drummond. And yet they
were one. Appalling to contemplate
the swift, devastating course of moral
degeneration, that had spread like gam
creme through all the mans physical
and mental fiber
Take a good look" Ember advised
grimly, How about that pet myth
thing now? What price the astute
sleuth-eh? Perhaps you'd like to
take few more funny cracks at my
simple faith in Authorizations.
81 had notion he'd be hanging
around" Ember went on; Il thought |
saw somebody hiding in the woods this
afternoon and then l was sure / saw
him skulking round the edges of the
clearing after dinner. SO | set Sum
Fat to watch. drove back to the village
to mlslead him, left my car there and
walked back. And sure enough"
Without comment, Whitaker unable
to stand any longer without discom-
fort. hObbled to a chair and sat down.
''WellF" Drummond demanded harsh
~ in a quavering snarI. Nov that
you've got me, what're you going to
do with me?"
There was a high, hysterlcal accent
in his voice that struck unpleasantly
on Ember's ear. He cooked his head
TO one side. studying the man intently.
Drummond flung himself step
away from the table, paused, and again
faced his captors with bravado.
"Well?" he cried again. "Well"
Ember nodded toward Whitaker.
ASK him." he said briefly.
Whitaker shook his head. It was
difficult to think how to deal with this
trapped animal, so wildly different
from the cultivated gentleman he al
ways had in mind when he thought of
DrummOnd. The futility of attempting
to deal with him according to any code
recognized by men of honor was
wretchedly apparent.
"Drummond," he said slowly. Il wish
to God you hadn't done this thing"
Drummond laughed discordantly.
Keep your mealy-mouthed compassion
for yourself" he retorted, sneering.
Whitaker gave a gesture of despair.
aft you'd only been content to keep out
of the way If only you'd let
me alone"
'"Then you let Sara Law alone, d'you
hear?"
The interruption was little short Of
a Shrek. Ember motioned to Sum Fat,
who quietly drew nearer.
Il swear I don't know what to do or
say"
Then shut up"
''ThatH be about ALL" Ember inter-
posed quietly. At a glance from him.
Sum Fat closed in swiftly and caught
and pinioned Drummond's arms from
behind.
A disgusting change took place in
Drummond. In an instant he was strug-
Cling, screaming. slavering; his face
congested, eyes staring. features work
ing wildly as he turned and twisted in
his efforts TO free himself. Sum Fat
h d him as he would have held an I'M
ruly child When a break in Drum
mond's rawlings came at length, together
with a gradual weakening Of the man $
/ struggles, the detective turned to Whit
aEer.
Sorry" be said. 81 didn't dare take
any further chances. He'd have been
at your throat in another minute. 1t
isn't as if we had simply an everyday
crook to deal with" Ember went on,
approaching the man. He's not to
+ be trusted or reasoned with. He's Just
short OF a raviug morphomaniac, or I
miss my guess"
] With a quick movement he caught
Drummond's left arm. pulled the sleeve
/ Of his coat back to the elbow. uubut-
toned and turned back his cuff.
"Hmm-yes." ne continued. bending
+ ove~ TO inspect the exposed forearm. ia
spite of Lruumoud's efforts 90 twist
away. Deadly work os the busy Little
needle Go91 LORD, hes fairly rI4le5
with r1n -rres e.
"Tt zt5ains =, whitaker
. mut-@ral scAcued