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kind before, and IL is my business not
10 forget a face. This man Is under
arrest" and he laid a hand heavily on
Cavendish's shoulder.
Under the name Of Burke? On
what charger"
Robbery, at P~oughkeepsie. n. Y;
wanted also for burglary and assault
in Denver. My name Is Roberts" he
added stifly, assistant superintendent
of the Pinkerton agency; the mar with
me is an operative from the New York
Office"
Cavendish glanced past Roberts
toward Colgate, who stood with one
hand thrust in his side pocket.
you know this man Burke?" he
asked.
II saw him once; that's why I was
put on the case. You certainly gave
me some hot chase, Tom"
"Some chase? What do you mean?"
well, I've been on your trail ever
since that ~Poughkeepsie job--let's see,
that was two months ago. You jumped
first to New York city. and l didn't
really get track Of you until the night
Of April 16. Then a copper in the
Pennsylvania depot, to whom showed
your picture, gave me a tip that you'd
taken a late train west. After that
trailed you through Chicago, down into
Mexico, and back as far as Denver. 1t
wasn't hard because you always signed
the same name"
"Of course; it's my own You say
you had a photograph Of meT"
"A police picture; here it is If you
want to look at it-taken in Joliet"
Westcott grasped the sheet, and
spread 1t open. 1t was Cavendish's
face clearly enough, v e to the close
ly trimmed beard and the peculiar
twinkle in the eyes. Below was print
eG a brief description. and this also
fitted Caveudish almost exactly.
WELL" said Roberts, o too pleas
antly, what have you got to say now?"
"Only this and the miner squared
his shoulders, looking the other
straight in the eyes. '"This man is not
Tom Burke, but i can tell you where
Tom Burke Is"
Eyes, you canI"
Eyes, / can. / cannot only tell you,
but can prove it," he went on earnest
ly. '"This description says that Burke
had a small piece clipped out of one
ear, and that he had a gold-crowned
tooth in front, rather prominent. This
mans ears are unmarked, and his teeth
are of the ordinary kind"
The two detectives exchanged
chances and Roberts grinned sarcas-
tically.
you'll have to do better than that"
he said grufiy.
"All right. Is there any mention
in that description of a peculiar and
vivid scar on the chest Of this mar
Burke? 1t would be spoken about, il
he had any. wouldn't itT
Sure; they never overlook them
things"
Good; unbutton the front of your
shirt, Fred"
The two stared at the scar thus re-
vealed, still i%neredulous. yet unable
to refute the evidence of its existence.
Roberts touched Ii with his fingers TO
better assure himself Of its reality.
Darn II ALL" he confessed. 'This
beats III"
1T does" conceded Wescott. ssThis
whole affair has been of that kind.
Now I'll tell you where Tom Burke is
-he lies buried in the Cavendish fam
lily lot In Brooklyn"
He turned to Colgate, who stood with
mouth half open.
you're from New York ever hear
of the CavendiSh murder?"
Only saw a paragraph in the Chi
cage papers. II wasn't my case, and
The only thing that Interested me was
that the name happened to be the
same as assumed by the man I was fol-
lowing-why?"
Because this gentleman here Is
Frederick Cavendish, who was report
ed ms killed-struek down In his apart
ments on the night OF April l6. Instead
he took the midnight flyer West and
Won followed him. The dead man was
Tom Burke; wait . minute and I'll tell
You The story-sH ! know Of 1t. at
least"
He told 1t rapidly. yet emitting no
detail Of any interest. The two de-
tectives. already half convinced Of
their mistake. listened fascinated TO
the tvange narrative; II was a tale of
crime peculiarly attractive to their
minds; they could picture each scene
In all Its colors Of reality. AS the
| speaker ended. Roberts drew In his
breath sharply.
"But who slugged Burke?" he asked.
The fellow went In there after swag:
but who got himr'
THAT Is n question can't an
swor." replied Westcott grayely, .>and
neither can Pred. II doesn't seem 70.
accord with the rest Of our theories.
Enright told Lacy he didn't know who
che dead man was. or who killed him.
Miss Donovan pushed her way in
front Of Caveneish. aud (, eed the 9th
els. her checks flushed with excite
mant. a paper clasped In one hand.
perhaps | can help clear thar nm"
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