Cheyenne record., 1920-12-16
CHAPTER viI-continued.

AHu Tie uuInDer Sne CAIleO up
the private number-did you find out
about thatT' .....
"Sure, that was easy. It's one Of
the apartments In the Granddeck-
Henry Kent's. Who's her.
~ never heard of him. I'll try to
nnd out, though"
II would but be careful how you
20 asking questions around the place.
The Moore woman may have a pal.
They generally work in pairs"
The ease and celerity with which
German had learned all these things
about the girl impressed me greatly.
and said as much. He received my
compliments with deprecating wave
Of the hand.
Nothing to It. boy. when you know
the ropes. But last night you told
me you had taken the girl out to try
to pump something out Of her. What
.xas 1T What's doing?"
From beginning to end told him
the whole story In all of its perplex-
hg details, starting with the day that
] had received my great-uncle Rufus
note that had led to the chance meet
ing with Miss Bradford. bringing in
my discharge and the disappearance
Of the CASTOR pearls. and explaining
what made me think these facts were
in some way involved with the at
tempt to blackmall the Bradfords.
"What do you make of it?" asked
an I ended my narrative. "Who do
you think is at he bottom of it?'
IT don't think" he retortcd "In our
business 1t does not pay to think too
quick You're apt to convict the wrong
party"
"But you must think something"
protested.
Il think" he said slowly and medi-
tatively, ''that there's a lot of crooked
work going on-Tll say that much.
And you and Miss Bradrord's pretty
clOae to being the center of it."
"What can we do about it?'
'"There's way learned from
lawyer that amt bad. He'd take his
big circle with lines running in all d.
rcctions - alibi, insanity, mistaken
identity, no proof Of guilt. lack of
Jurisdiction, escape on legal technical
ity-he'd mark out every possible de-
fense. Then he'd follow each line out
and see where 1t led and what plan
the opposing lawyers would be likely
to spring on him. Generally he got
his man of"
81 don't quite see how that applies"
"You don't, eh?"
u, ,,,t&
his forefinger on the table In the little
back room where we were sitting.
Here's you and Miss Bradford in
the center. surrounded by lot of mys-
terious deviltry. Well make two cir
cles. This inside one is the things
that have happened to both Of you
the wall safes opened, the papers
stolen, the pearls gone. the anonymous
notes, the blackmail threats. the loss
Of your job, the voices you've heard.
Now on this outer circle we'll mark
down all the people who might be
mixed up In these things-mind ye,
say only might be. First, there's
Lefty Moore's woman-we know she's
q crook. Then who do we know that
knows her? There's at least two
Mr.. Wick. the superintendent that
hired her, and this Mr.. Henry Kent,
whose apartment she teiephoned to.
Then there's all the rest Uf the help in
the house. Any one Of them might be
her pal. Then there's the fighty
Brndford girl"
You don't suspect her. do you"
cried, horrified at the prospect Of his
Investigation taking this turn.
"Be easy" he retorted. I'm not
suspectink anyone. I'm only putting
them down. There's the Bradford
s1ri and her ex-husband. He's Q big
enise and hat makes him crook.
Thoss TIVE nsa yo0 saw in the park.
-. sR tnea WITH scar - his faee-
ven - eAGo 6sWn. You knoW Q
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