The Washington times., 1918-03-20
The Wolves of New York
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Guy Meets Detective Swan, Who
Forces Him to Go to the House
Where Goldsmith Lies Dead

De IOunQ like lndl
Epstone was watching him with
keen interest. His weak eyes were
of a sudden transformed by the look
of cunning which occasionally shot
into them. He glanced at the closed
door that divided the rooms and
shut of death from life.
What fools we are" he whis-
pered, hoarsely and hastily. Il
could hardly believe the old scoun-
drel dead. or l should have thought
of il sooner. Fetch the police.
Not I-nor you; not yet, anyway"
LETS Clean Up and Leave"
What do you mean?" asked Guy.
"why. don't you see, Hooking?
Here we are alone. There's not
soul in the house. Goldsmith kept
no servants, and the whole place
belongs to him. Downstairs there's
a shop, but no one lives there, and
1t was shut UP when you and
came in. No one saw us. There's
no hurry about telling the police.
And there's something of the ut
most importance to you and to me
that we can do now with the great
est ease. 1 mean to do ii, too"
What" asked Guy, puzzled.
Goldsmith held which gave him his
grip on me. Do you think I'm 60
ing to let them pass into the hands
of the police or of anyone else? Not
l. Why, it's my chance to be free
once and forever. Those checks-I
teld you-which i was foolish
enough to forge, and which he
bought up-I know where he keeps
them, for he's shown them to me
often enough. And the mortgage
my God, I'll have II, tool" His voice
rose in his excitement till IL was
cry of triumph. He had forgotten
his fear OF the dead man who lay
sprawling over his deck in the ad-
joining room.
Guy, This Is Your Chance"
you also, Hooking" he cried.
Don't you see your chance? Your
agreement Is lying about some
where: we will find it, and who
shall prove il against you?"
Don't speak so loud" said Hook
ing. You might be heard in the
street Yes, / see. We were fools
not to think of it before. Do you
know where these documents are
kept?"
Il know where mine are" Ep-
stone hesitated with his hand on
the partition door. '-They are in one
of the drawers OF his desk. Luckily
he had It unlocked. But" He
looked around rather plaintively at
Guy.
Whats the matter"
Epstone laid his hand upon Guys
arm and his face indicated compre-
hension. There was q few mo-
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fall was heard on the stairs once
more. The unexpected visitor was
retrestinE. The sound OF a closing
door was heard from below.
Zone of His Pals"-Epstone.
1T was one OF his pals, you may
bet" whispered Epstone. Hes &C.
customed TO leave the front door
open. and they come up like that.
I've heard that whistle bsfore-or
something like il. We must go.
Hooking, We must really, for those
chaps won't wait long before they
return. and IL they find us here
and Goldsmith dead"-be shuddered
violently-"ourl lives won't be worth
much TO us"
Guy saw the reason OF this. In
silence he helped the money lend
er's jsckal TO replace the drawers in
the grooves from which they had
come. He was forced TO abandon
his quest: for nothing he had run
great risk.
Keep It Dark" They Agree.
You won't think Of warning the
police now?" asked Epstone, fear
fully. 1t would be sheer madness.
We can get away quietly, and no
Nil haf
here. 1t is easy TO say that you
came and found the door locked
There was reason in this, too. il
seemed the best thing to do. There
was risk in il. certainly. but per-
haps less than meeting the inevit-
able questioning that would follow
an immediate appeal to the police.
Vet. let's GO" said Guy anRrily,
as he pressed the last drawer back
40 it's place and glanced around the
room TO make sure that nothing
was left which might compromise
him. Its just my luck that I've run
into this danger for nothing"
WED better not go together,
or anyway not walk down the street
together. Ill start at once. OF
course, we will be quite silent a. to
this" added Epstone. nervously.
and stand by each other whatever
happens. I'm sorry you didn't find
your papers, am. indeed infer
naliy sorry. The door fasteus with
a catch-you only want 20 slam it."
They Leave the House.
The next moment the jackaI was
gone, leaving Guy to follow at his
leisure.
"A pretty sort OF coward"
Erowled Guy between his teeth, as
in his turn he left the death cham
Der.
lie closed the door and reached
the street without accident. He
walked slowly. his head bent, lost
in thought. II happened then that
he cOllided with a man proceeding
rapidly in the other direction. They
swore mutuany. and then recogniz-
ed each other.
Hello, Swan"
II was the detective.
you, Hooking? I thought you
were out OF town"
81 returned this evening. Iwant-
ed to see Goldsmith. I've been to
his office but the door is locked"
Guy Returns to Goldsmith's.
Have you? I'm just going there"
The detective took Guys arm and
forced him to turn back down the
street Come with me. I've reason
to believe that certain individual
] have been tracking may be there.
I've traced him so far. Come