The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-08-14

tNtb' INV hnd custom.
You are wanted for the murder
of Alfaro Soianor' was Torres an
Hwer You didn't fool me, Henry
Morgan. with your talk up az the
hacienda that YOU were some o n q
else, | know that some one else His
name Is Francis Morgan. and I do
not hesitate 60 add that he Is not a
murderer but gentleman"
his EXPLANATION
Eye gods and little nshcsr' Fran.
els exclaimed. And yet you shook
hands with me senior Torrcst"
II was fooled" Torres admitted.
sadly. But only for a moment VIII
you come peaccablyY"
As r." Francis shrugged his
shoulders cloqucntly at the six rifles.
u suppose you'll give me a prouto
trial and hang me 1T daybrcak"
Justice 10 swift In Panama" the
jefe politlco replied. his English
queerly accented but understandable.
But not 90 quick as that: We viii
not hang you az dsybrcak. Ten
O'Clock in the morning Is moro com
I Portable all around. don't you think
'oh. by ~ mcans" Francis retort
Cd. MAKE ii II. or even ~. noon
I won't mindf'
You viii kindly come with Us.
I senorf" Mariana Nercara IIijoa said.
the suavity ~ his diction not mask
z ing the irony Of It's Intention Juan
iFnacio'' he ordered IN spanish.
i"DiHmount, Take his weapons. No.
I II viii not be necessary 10 tic his
hands Put him on tho horse behind
Gregorio "
Francis. in n vcnerahiy white
washed adobe cell with walls I'VE feet
thick. it, earth floor earpetsd with
Z the forms Of half duxcn sleeping
/ pcon prif~ncrH listened 70 q dim
I hammsring not very distant. rrmrm
hered the trial from which he had
Z just emerged. and whisiied long and
low. The hour WAS $40 IN the eve.
ming. The trial had begun az $. This
hammcring was tho hammering TO
gethcr Of the rcarold beams. from
whic h place ~ eminence he was
scheduled at 10 next morning a
swing on into space supported from
the ground by rope around his
neck The trial had lasted half an
hour by his watch. Twenty minutes
would have covered u had Lconlca
not burst IN and prolonged IL by the
10 minutes courteousiy accorded her
as the great lady Of the solano fam
lly.
The jefc was right" Francis &c
knowieeed 20 himself W muttcr Of
soliloquy. Panama justice does move
swiftly"
The very possession 81 the letter
given him by Leonica and addressed
20 Henry Morgan damned him. The
rest had been easy. Half dozer
witnesses had testified 10 the muir
der and identihod him as the muir
dcrcr The jcfe poliiico himself hat
20 testified. The one cheerful note
had been the eruption on the scene
of Leonica chapcroncd BY a palsies
old aunt Of the soiano family. ThaI
had been swset--thc fight the beau
tiful Firi had put up for his life. de
spite the fact that Il was foredoomet
TO futiiity.
when she had made Francis rol
up the sleeve and expose his lef'
forearm he had seen the jcfc politict
shrug his shoulders coutemptuously
And he had seen Lconica fling a pas
sion Of Spanish words. too quick foi
him 20 follow. at Torres. And h'
had seen and heard the Eesticula tior
- q
room as Torres had taken the stand
UNDER COVER
But what he had not seen was the
whispered colloquy between Torrei
and the jcfe. as the former was II
the thick Of forcing his way thru
the press to the witness box. He ne
more saw this particular side play
than did he know that Torres was II
the pay OF Regain to keep him away
from New York as long as possible
and 80 long as ever. II possible. MOI
than did he know that Torres him
self in love with Leonies. was con
sumed with jealousy that knew
no limit to its ire
All Of which had blinded Francis e
the play under the Interrogation OF
Torres by Leonica. which had com
PEELED Torres 20 acknowledge that hs
had never seen scar on Francis
Morgan's left forearm. While Leon
lea had looked at the little old judge
in triumph. the jcfe politiCo had ad
vanced and demanded OF Torres In
stentorian tones:
Can YOU swear that YOU ever saw
a scar on Henry MorRan's ARM
Torres had been bafiied and cmbar
assed. had looked bewilderment to the
Judge and pleadinRncss to Leonica
land In the end. without speech. had
shaken his head that he could not
4 swear.
The roar Of triumph had gone az
from the crowd Of ragamubins. The
/ judge had pronounced sentence, the
roar had doubled on Itself, and Fran
els had been hustled out and to his
cell. not entirely INCREASINGLY, by
the gendarmes and the commissario
Ian apparently solicitous of savine
him from the mob that was unwill
ing 20 wait till 10 next morning foI
! his death.
THAT poor dub. Torres, who Eel
down on the scar on Henry Francis
was meditating sympathetically
when tho bolts OF his cell door shot
back and he arose TO greet Leonica
But she declined to greet him foi