The Washington times., 1919-11-30

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Magee. Then Blake shook his head.
Il said I'm Wiling to be pretty raw
in this matter, but"
did Kenton tell you that he
found your sisters handkerchief in
the room?"
Blake gasped. mol"
Mr.. Magee nodded. "Yes, but
he didn't know it was hers. He
threatened to follow up the laundry
marks, so-wen, l had, right with
me, over nineteen thousand Of the
twenty that should have gone to
Madison. Your sister referred to
that?"
"She did," said Blake sadly.
Poor devil, to-but Kenton didn't
mention the money. He merely
told of the croupier's having your
card Of introduction to Holberg's,
Of your having a quarrel with Hol-
berg-all the players can testify to
that, and"
'Kenton sold me your sisters
handkerchief for nineteen thousand
dollars" said Mr.. Magee. That's
why he didn't mention it to you.
Kenton knew that had that money
the story's too long to tell you
now how / got ft--and Kenton
wanted it. gave it up; then he ar
rested me-"
you gave up that much money
so that my sister couldn't be
dragged in?"
Mr.. Magee blushed family and
made no answer. Blake arose from
his chair and began pacing the
floor. IF we could only identity
those bills" he said 'If we could
only"
Mr.. Magee laughed joyously.
'Why-a man named larson knows
the numbers" he cried. I'VE can
get them from him, hold a club
over Kenton's head, and"
But young Blake was at the door,
calling to Captain Kenton. From
his desk Of authority in the outer
room Of the police station, the
captain answered.
Il want you," said Blake. And
bring the blotter with you"
A moment. later. bearing the
heavy "blotter," the police record
book, the captain unwillingly en-
tered the room. He placed the
blotter on table.
"Well?" he asked surlily.
Blake opened the book. He came
to the last page. He ripped it out
and crumpled it into a ball which
he stuffed in his pocket. Then he
turned upon the astonished captain
Of police.
You make up a new page" he
snapped. You forget you arrested
this man. Understand"
I'm damned If / do" answered
Kenton. You may be district at
torney OF this town, but you can't
come 1t over me like that. There's
such a thing as abuse of power,
malfeasance in Office, and"
Taking graft" finished Blake.
Why, you poor fool, Kenton, this
man has come across. I've got his
whole story including the numbers
Of the bills he paid to you. The
numbers!"
Il don't know what you are talk.
ing about" snarled Kenton.
Blake walked to the door; he
called to an officer lounging in the
outer room. "Stay close to this
door until I call for you," he told
the policeman. Then he closed the
door and walked close to Kenton.
I'm going to have that officer
in here and put you under arrest.
I'm district attorney of this city
and have power to do it."
"And why are you so interested?
demanded Kenton, blusteringly.
Never you mind. Suffice ii that
l am Is this man under arrest ?"
He pointed to Mr. Magee.
For a moment anger mastered
Kenton. Then common sense came
to his rescue. Perhaps the district
attorney was bluffing when he
claimed to know the numbers of
the bills, but-perhaps he wasn't.
There amt no charge against
him." he snapped.
you may co." said Blake icily.
But the nineteen thousand"
cried Mr.. Magee.
Kenton turned, swift as a striking
snake. yes, the nineteen thou
sand" he snarled. What about II?
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