Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-03-13

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II don't know. Put oat Of the way
by Trench's orders, ten to one."
"What?" Tom cried in startled
disbelief.
AS much as he had been inclined
time and again, to question what part
Trench had played in the affair. he
had never come to hold such a
thought. The politician knew his
niece's feelings too well to have done
such thing. More than that, Tom
did not for a moment feel that Uncle
Jerry would resort to such methods.
"Im not saying it. Perhaps he
gave your friend little of his haul
and suggested he lose himself for a
| few months. Men have walked out of
| Concord at that mans orders before
| this"
"It's not like MacLean," answered
Tom promptly "You are on the
wrong trail there. Mr.. Cruthers."
"Am I? Well, perhaps you'll say
I'm on the wrong trail when I tell you
that Jerry Trench knows where that
money has gone"
'Can you SNOW PROOF
"Can L What do you mean by
coming in here and trying to get my
facts? You're working for Trench
the cur can get any one to do his bid
ding"
A deep red spot stole into Kings
bury's cheeks and his eyes flashed
fire.
"Mr. Cruthers, I'm an attorney as
well as you. I'm here for the purpose
named, and i demand any informa-
tion you have"
"You demand?" and the mans
sneer ended his speech.
81 demand!" Kingsbury bent for
ward, his dark eyes upon Cruthers's
face. "This thing has gone far
enough with no light on the truth.
You can help me, every way in your
power, to find Mr.. MacLean (and the
locating of the one who actually got
that money is bound to help), or I'll
go to the police. Perhaps you'll be
frank with them
"The police. That's Trench. I've
looked for such move, and you
make it."
"Once for ALL" and Kingsbury's
voice swung low and tense, I'm not
working for Trench. Keep that in
sinuation to yourself from now on.
want facts. Well leave the police out.
I'll go to the district attorney and
state the facts. I fancy a special
grand jury can be called before whom
you'll talk"
Cruthers's eyes held to Kingsbury's
face for second only, and then they
wavered about the small Office. Nerv.
ously the lawyers fingers drummed
upon the desk.
"There is no need for you to get
mad" he suggested. "I'm anxious to
get at the truth"
"All right, we are of mind then.
Let me have what facts you possess"
Kingsbury hoped for the affidavit
he had heard Cruthers mention to
Trench, but instead the lawyer arose
quickly, clapped on his hat, and turn
ed upon his caller
well go to Sweetwell. vice-presi
dent of the bank. You can hear what
he has to say"
Wondering at this turn, Kingsbury
accompanied the lawyer to the street
A car took them into the suburbs,
and just as the spring night shut in
they went up the steps of small
house.
'Tll have word with Mr.. Sweet
WELL" explained Cruthers hurriedly.
"He might not talk before you unlcssS
l assured him 1t was all right"
Such all arrangement was not in the
least to Toms liking: it smacked too
much of an opportunity to plan just
what he should he told: but he saw no
way to protest.
He waited patiently in the room to
which he was shown, and then Cruth.
ers and Mr. Sweetwell appeared.
Tom was struck. actually startled.
at the sight of the Yice-president Of
the bank. The man looked as il he
had been Ill for months. His eyes
were heavy. with blacl, rings under
Gus that he gave the impression Of
hardly being able TO restrain himself
Crithers introduced the two men
and was about 10 suggest the purpose
Of the call when the telephone rang.
Swee'well gave - start AS il some
one had clappcd him unexpectedly
upon the shoulder.
Just moment: just moment.
gentlemen" he begged, and was gone.
with an uneasy glance at Cruthers
"Ill." suggested the lawyer, as II
feeling some explanation. for the
mans actions must be made.
HE certainly looks it," agreed
Tom.
In low tones the two men talked.
To their ears Sweetwells voice came
indistinctly, and 1t was obvious to
Kingsbury that Cruthers was trying
to catch what was said by the bank
official.
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