Evening star., 1917-10-14

him to find that the men under him
were not SO blameworthy az they ap-
peared :.
And Miss Sorel seemed to have heard
of Waring," he said. thoughtfully "rd
like to speak with her"
SO would l." said Sinsabaugh. my
wife picked up q rather expensive
brooch that she'd dropped, and as 1,
was on my way to my Office l thought
I'd drop in and deliver it to her Blu,
the clerk told me that she had left
early this morning. leaving no address
Merely took taxi to the Grand Gen.
HIM" Herkomer pursed his lips
Then he shrugged his shoulders. This
was unimportant. However:
Better let me have the brooch. then.
uable?"
I've bought trinkets like it." said
sinsabaugh wryly. They don't come
under couple Of thousand"
Herkomer whistied. Most women
would have been at your house before
this"
He examined the trinket Wore it
at her breast? Yes? Don't see how she
could have missed it," He laughed,
But leaving a trinket at a friends
house hardly comes under the lost and
found category, does it? Force of
habit made me ask for it. guess"
He started to hand it back; then his
eye was caught by engraving on the
back.
From S. to d. eh? Thought her
name was Claire?"
May be an heirloom suggested
SinSabaugh.
komer. He passed the brooch to Sinsa-
baugh, who put it in his pocket,
rs there anything else 1 can do for
you. commissioner" asked the rail
road man.
No. You could have done it last
night: you could have delivered Warine
over to my men. However, the fats In
the fire. And we don't prosecute people
for helping their friends-not while
I'm commissioner: and anyway 10 war
rant was shown you. And Won
can't give me the faintest light?"
SinsabauEh shook his sead. He start
ed to leave. Then he stopped and ask
ed DO you think-have you any idea
that you can locate Conybear and the
rest?"
Herkcmer's haggard face wrinkied ir
a smile. When a mans got to do a
thins-I'll find them. Mr.. Sinsabaugh."
He turned to Kelcey as sinsabaugh
left the office.
"Td a pinched him. commissioner.
said Kclcey.
Herkomer laughed. What for? He
doesn't know anything about WarinR." /"
But he helped him make his get
away last night. didn't he?"
Good lord. what do you want a man
to do when his friend and guest ia
wanted by the police. and that friend
and guest gives assurance that he's
done no wrong. and the police have
no warrant, and don't name the charge
until the next day? BE human, Kel-
cey."
''still, under the letter of the law you
could Jail him"
"Tuete's been too much letter in oil
law" snapped Herkomer. Il believe in
the spirit of 1t. and in stretching the
spirit. too, on occasion. What have
you found out?'
Kelcey dropped his nrgumentative
manner. His voice took on its usual
drone
II sent a couple of men out to look
up this Monte Messerman, who drove
the taxi this Doris Marchant' came to
the Plutonia in. l went myself to the
Hotel Anson and talked with this
Jacques Pelletier; he's an importer,
lives in Dubuque. and landed only the
other day on the Montana. He didn't
know why any one should have taken
his name and address. / asked him II
he had many friends in New York, and
he said only business acquaintances.
described Warlng to him. and he rec
ognized him at once"
knew Waring?" cried Herkomer.
Keicey shook his head. mo sir; he
recognized Waring, but he recognised