The Jasper news., 1920-11-04
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WILLIAM
JOHNSTON
oOpyrisht By nssiA Brown = o.
CHAPTER xIv-contlnusd.
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IRWIN MYERS


Il have" she answered, looking at
him steadily In the eye, but speaking
with n slight tremor In her tones.
wondered to what It might be due.
Was 1t because she feared the conse-
quences Of the revelation as to her
identity, or was II that she feared she
might be trapped by his questionsP
"Now tell me, Mrs. Moore" he shot
at her exploslvely, ''whO really MUIR
dered Daisy Lutanr
"Henry Kent" she answered quick
ly, before the district attorney had
time to stop her.
whats thls2" exclaimed the Judge.
What did you say1"
"ObJectl objectI" voclferated the
district attorney, striving In vain to
catch the attention of the judge pre-
siding. McGregor, apparently well
satisfied with the results of his ques-
tion, stood there, smiling assurance
at me.
young woman" directed the judge,
twill you kindly repeat your last
statement-louder. Who did you say
killed Daisy Lutan2''c
The girl turned to face the Judge.
Her lips were set as IL she had deter
mined to carry out some fixed plan,
cost what It might.
'Daisy Lutan," she repeated, "was
murdered by Henry Kent, Who owns
the Granddeck. He's really Orville
Grnnders, the bank president who got
away with eight hundred thousand
dollars and was sent up for seventeen
years."
There was a commotion in the rear
of the courtroom. A dapper little old
gentleman with neatly trimmed white
whiskers rose hastily and made a
dash for the door. German, who had
been sitting behind him, sprang after
him and pinioned him by the arms:
Nothing doing, Granders. I've got
you"
Wick, sitting up near the counse!
table, at the same time showed evil
dence that he, too, was contemplating
hasty flight, but husky chap whom
1 suspected of being one of Germans
aides, seized him, too.
"Your honor" cried my counsel, 81
demand the issuance Of warrants at
once for Orville Granders, alias Henry
Kent, and his confederate, James VII.
son, alias James Wick and 'Stuffy
JIM on the charge Of having mur.
dered Daisy Lutan and Rufus CASTOR
/ further urge the immediate release
of my client, Mr.. Spaldlng Nelson, in
my custody. Testimony that we al
ready have obtained will establish
that he was an innocent victim Of the
dastardly plots Of these two ex-con
victs."
The reaction that came from thl.
sudden clearing Of my name left m,
In q puzzled daze from which hard
ly recovered until late that evening
when, once more flee, found mysel
in the CASTOR apartment. Granders
his tool, Wick, and practically ever.
employee of the Granddeck were un
der arrest, and warrants were out TO
other members of the band who's
identity had been revealed by the for
mer telephone girl.
0hN lhSAV III lhS upuIlllSuI Win III
were my mother, German, McGregor-
and to my surprise and delight, Bar
bara Bradford. After her slster'
wedding, II appeared, Barbara's moth
er had gone away for a brief resi-
leaving her alone In the apartment
with the servants. She had welcomes
ihe opportunity to work undlsturbe
on the mystery that had landed me be
hind the bars. Thinking that at Ruff
GastOn's funeral she might pick u
some clue that would be Of service 4
unraveling the tangled skeln that hel
her and me together, she had gon
thither, and seeing my mother there
and suspectlng at once who she Nigh
be, had introduced herself. QuIckl
they had become good friends and sh
It was who had Informed my mothe
OF my plight.
Present also with US, despite th
Iateness of the hour, was the dlstriC
attorney and two of his aides. an
Nellie Kelly or as she much preferre
to be called, Mrs. Moore, The girl We
technically prisoner, but her servic'
in bringing the real criminals to Doc
had been so exceptional that she ha
been released on her own recognl
anse. HIther she had been brougl
that the district attorney might chez
Wo with her the marvellous tale
Srimipal conspiracy that she had n