Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-18

at the ,.rt OF knowing mans price
and getting him where he has to sell"
"A CRATER sneered kingsbury.
We'll, yes But a clever one, and
Trench has white streaks in his make
up. He'll stand by his friends. but his
enemes-Lord help them It's said
that he neve- forgets a man who has
done him rotten turn. and will wait
years to get his comeback"
Kingsbury nodded, his glance trav,
cling TO the open window.
I've case in court tomorrow. |
can got it put over. | guess. Charlie
Strong will look after il for me-
Where is this niece of Trench's? I'd
like to ask her a thing or two"
she doesn't know anything. that
letter says so. Get Strong; we'll take
care of any costs. if you'll see what
that means. Why Tom, Dick was in
line for the city editors job This
thing has got to be worked in the
dark, no leaks. and the truth landed.
I'd so good Lord. Id do anything
for Dick MacLean 49, but it's out of
the question for me TO get away
Sure nodded Kingsbury rising
to his full height and squaring his
broad shoulders Say, I'd like to
have 90 at that niece of Trtnch's.
She's going back tomorrow. Find out
what time. let me know, and somehow
get down to the North Station and in
troduce me. You can't tell, may be
able to get some little thing out of her
that will help
Franklin turnel-to the telephone,
and after a long wait caught Edith
Trench at the Tourane.
Noon train tomorrow he reported,
hanging up the receiver and turning
to his friend. kingsbury sat down
again, and for long time the two
men discussed the meager facts fur.
nished by the letter
At noon the next day the New
Hampshire train bore the two girls
and Tom kingsbury north. Franklin
had come to the station, introduced
kinssbury. and explained that the
lawyer was going to see Edith's uncle
in the matter mentioned in the letter.
kingsbury, who had had a number
of cases that required more or less in
vestigating and running in of unwill'
ing witnesses, did not touch upon Dick
MacLean until they were close to Con-
cord Then his questions brought him
but little information, the two girls
apparently knowing nothing of the
events which had involved the re-
porter.
kingsbury gathered that MacLean
was we'll known to Edith, fact that
hardly surprised him, for he had
heard his friend mention that in the
course of his duties in Concord he had
spent a good deal of time at the
Trench home.
An auto was waiting at the Concord
station, and at Edith's suggestion
Kingsbury accompanied them A stop
was made at the hotel to leave the
lawyers bag, and then the big car
sped out from town and down the
wide road leading to the Trench home.
Edith left Kingsbury and Marjory in
the reception room and hurried 10 the
library
There sat her uncle, his florid face
unusually pale and, supported on the
desk, rested his right arm, in "a sling
and swathed in bandages.
Uncle Jerry" cried the girl catch.
ing the odor Of disinfectant, what
in the world has happened? You've
hurt yourselt!'
Trench nodded.
"Fell last night and-wrenched my
arm, Edith. Small matter, nothing to
amount TO anything, Just little
sprain.
The explanation came slibly enough
from the mans tongue, but as he made
it he saw again that binding flash Of
the suddenly fired revolver and felt
anew the sharp pain as the bullet tore
its way into the fleshy part of his arm