The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1921-08-23

"Ycs. Hos hidden It under the
bathtub In hi- suite and Gravson
came down and Identified IL. The
old boy meant to kin hipsclf rath-
or than face disgracc."
Ana his alibL SIR"
He has none" tho Inspector re-
piled. His story rings true, though. (.
ne says he couldn't sleep with what
was on his mind and ne went out
and walked the streets. lie hasn't
any clear rcColl,Cttons Of whore he
wandered and ne didn't meet any
one he knew who could testify for
him, but In about two hours he
found himself at Columbus Circle
and took taxi home. tie remcm-
heZ' that the chauffeur was an ugly
loTing customer with a deep scar
on one side Of his face and that
ought to hclp Como downtown to-
morrow morning and wcll 10 over
The evidence against IIill"
But whom early sunday morning
McCarty presented himself AT The
outer office OF the homicide bureau
he was met by Martin who greet
81 him with an air of ill-conccalod
jubilation.
"Mac,-sir'" He corrected him
self in hclatnd Acknowledgement of
official manners In the possible
hearing ~ suporiprs, but hia eyes
danced with cXcitcmcu~ "Whp do
You think is In there this minute.
closcted with tho chiot?'
Tie pointed toward the inspectors g
private office and McCarty eyed tho
door thoughtfully
"Wcll, now" he ohacrvcd at last
"tt wouldn't knock me off my foot
with surprise If twas the lIldrcth
woman"
"What-t" Martin exploded. lyon
couldn't have heard You must be
IN league with the devil himsClf'-'
'ho came IN here not 10 minutes
ago and gave herself up: walked
deliberately right into our hands,"
II expected it though not quite
50 soon" McCarty remarked plac.
idly
"You old fox'" Martin grinnod.
''Terhuno pulled bonchead. too.
last nisht, didn't heo who do YOU
think the fellow was who croakcd
CTevcllnG?"
'T'm wasting No time wondering
what fellow ala H." McCartv re-
turned with n trace Of impaticnce
Give the Inspector a buzz and see
win he let mo IN on that little con
ference In there"
Inspector Druct, II appeared, had
been awaiting his arrival and ho en-
tered tho inner sauCtum 20 find two
women there; one standing and fac
ing the inspector across his desk and
tho other huddled on chair In the
corner shifting into her handkcr-
chief.
~ do not want that she shouNl
be blamed" tho first woman was
saying in her mild. gentle voice. at
was only a great kindness that she
showed in hiding me for you see,
sir. she believed In mo"
Inspector Druet nodded briefly to
his confrere and the woman turned
hor great, blue eyes slowly upon
McCartv with a heart Of recognition.
"Who are you?" The inspector
turned to the huddled figure in the
corner.
Ada Hopkins" The hand holding
the handkerchief fell TO her lap, dis
closing a small, pinchcd, dclicately
withered face. I'm n seamstress.
| out by the day, and 7 have the flat
under Mrs Hildreth's-Mrs. Hills,
I mean. got sick and shc took care
of me like an angel; nobody over
did anything ~ me before i'm all
some kind Of trouble. but she never
told me about Il and I didn't like
to ask; n ! didn't mind my own
business 7 never could have fept my
customers for 90 years going from
house to house---'
Come, COME" tho inspector in
terruptcd get down 10 cases. Miss