Evening star., 1921-10-10
FROM NOW ON
BY FRANK L. PACKARD
Copyright 1871. b. Public
By 4. Davis Corr.
CONTINUED from Yesterdays Starr
BY FRANK L. PACKARD.
Copyright, 1854, b. Public Ledger Co.
Copyright. 1874, By 4. II. Davis Corp.

Continued from Yesterdays Star.)
'I didn't know there was any man
blown up" His tone appeared to min
gle the rage and antagonism that ne
had first exhibited with new ana no
suddenly awakened curiosity. Il
didn't know there was any man blown
up" he repeated.
That's too bad" said Barjan with
mock resignation-and settled him
self deliberately in a chair at the bed
side. Il guess. then. you're the only
"You fool"' Nicolo Capriano rasped
in rage again. "I've been bedridden
for three years-and l wish to COO
you has' been, too" He choked and
coughed little. He eyed BarJan
malevolently. Il tell you TINS is tne
first I've heard of it. l don't hang
about the street corners picking up
the news! Don't sit there with your
silly smirking police face, trying 10
see how smart you can be! What III
formation do you expect TO get out OF
me like that? When I know nothing.
1 can tell nothing, can /? VINO was
the MANI
That's what we want to know
said Barjan pleasantly. And, look
here. Nicolo, I'm not here to rile you.
All that was left was few fragments
of park bench. man, arc-light stand
|
evidently a bomb.
.What time was this?" Nicolo Capri
amos eyes were on the foot OF the
bed.
"Three O'Clock this morning" Bar
jan answered.
The old bomb kings fingers began
to pluck at the coverlet. minute
passed. His eyes. from the foot OF the
bed, fixed for an instant moodlly on
Barjan's face-and sought the foot OF
the bed again.
Bar;an broke the silence.
$50 you do know something about
it, eh, Nicolo?' he prodded softly.
81 didn't know anything had hap
pened until you said So" returned
Nicolo Capriano curtly. But seeing
it has happened. maybe = He
cut his words off short. and eyed the
plain -clothesman again. rs the man
dead?' he demanded. with well-stimu-
lated sudden suspicion. You aren't
lying to mech? l trust none of you!
Dead" CALCULATED Earjan almost
tell you he was blown into unrecog-
nizable atoms"
The sharp. black eyes fingered lit
tie longer on Barjan's face. The result
appeared finally to allay Nicolo Capri
amos suspicious.
"Well. all right. then. I'll tell you"
he said. but there was grudginG
note still in the old bomb kings voice.
TT can't do the man any harm if he's
dead. I guess you'll know who 1t is.
It's the fellow who pulled that hun
dred thousand dollar robbery about
five years ago on old man Tydeman-
the fellow that went by the name of
Dave Henderson. l don't know whether
that's his real name or not
What" shouted Barjan. He had lost
chair. and staring wildly at the old man
on the bed. you're crazy" he jerked
cut suddenly. EITHER you're lying to
me. OF you're off your nut! YOU"
Nicolo Capriano was in a towering
rage in an instant.
You get out of here!" he screamed.
''You get to hell out of here! l didn't
ask you to come, and 7 don't give
damn whether it was Dave Henderson
or poiecat: It's nothing to do with
somewhere else! I'm lying, or I'm off
my nut. am L? Well. you get to hell
out Of here! Go on!'' He shook
frantic fist at Barjan. and, choking.
again and pointed to the door. '.Do
you hear? Get out!'
Barjan shifted uneasily in alarm.
Nicolo Caprianos coughing spell had
Look here said Barjan. in a paci-
flying tone. don't excite yourself like
that. I take back what l said. You
gave me a jolt for minute. that's all.
But you've got the wrong dope some.
wasn't Dave Henderson. The man was
too badly smashed up to be recognized,
but there was at least some of his
clothing left. Dave Henderson was fol-
from the minute he left the peni-
tentiary, and he didn't buy any clothes.
Dave Henderson had on q. black prison
suit-and this man hadn't
Nicolo Capriano shrugged his shoul-
ders In angry contempt.
I'm satisfied if you are!" he snarled.
Go on-gel out!"
Barjan frowned little helplessly now.
But I'm not satisfied he admitted
earnestly. Look here, Nicolo, for the
let's get to the bottom of this. For
some reason you seem to think 1t was
Dave Henderson. I know 1t wasn't. but
I've got to know what started you off
You're a damn fool" Nicolo Cap
riano. apparently Slightly mollified. was
It is like the police! And so old Nicolo
is of his nut-eh? Well. I will show
s daufbter aa rassa as v9re e and eaea
peared, bring me the clothes that
young man had on last night
whats that you say" exclaimed
T..
watt" said Nicolo Capriano un-
graciously.
Teresa was back in moment with
an armful of clothing. which. at her
fathers direction. she deposited on
the foot of the bed.
Nicolo Capriano waved her from the
room. He leered at Barjan.
well, are those the clothes there
that you and your police are using to
blindfold your eyes with, or are they
notch? Are those Dave Hender-
Barjan had already pounced upon
the clothing. and was paving it over
"Good God-yes" he burst out
sharply.
man had on-let me see'-Nfcolo
Capriano's voice was tauntingly
triumphant. as. with eyes half closed.
visualizing for himself the attire of
one Isnace Ferroni. he slowly
enumerated the various articles Of
the explosion. He looked at Barjan
maliciously, as he finished. WELL"
he demanded, was there enough left
of what the man had on to identify
any of those things? If So" Nicolo
Capriano shrugged his shoulders by
way of hnality.
Yes. yes!" Barjan's excitement was
almost beyond his control. ''Yes, that
is what he wore, but-good Lord.
Gapriano;-what d does this mean? I
NicoIo capriano caustically. but /
should know what he had on since
they were my clothes-eh? And you
have only to look at the ones there
on the bed to find out for yourself
do not say they were new, for l
have not bought any clothes in the