Cheyenne record., 1921-02-10
The House
Of Whispers
wninln
JOHNSTON
Oopynghs by AsslA. Brown 4 O..
CHAPTER xIy-contlnued.
0asaraalsasH
IRWIN MYERS

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him steadily In the eye, but speaking
with slight tremor in her tones.
wondered to what 1t might be due.
Was 1t because she feared the conse-
quences Of the revelation as to her
Identity, or was It that she feared she
might be trapped by his questions?
"Now tell me. Mrs. Moore" he shot
at her explosively. '"who really mur-
dered Daisy Lutan"
Henry Kent" she answered quick
~. before the district attorney had
time to stop her.
whats this?" exclaimed the Judge.
What did you say?"
"Object! objectT vociferated the
district attorney, striving In vain to
catch the attention of the Judge pre-
siding. McGregor. apparently well
satisfied with the results of his qtles-
tfon, stood there, smiling assurance
at me.
"Young woman" directed the Judge,
"will you kindly repeat your last
tntement-louder. Who did you say
killed Daisy Lutan"
The girl turned to face the Judge
Her lips were set rs If she had deter
mined to carry out some fixe4 plan,
cost what it might
"Daisy Lutan," she repeated, "was
murdered by Henry Kent, who owns
the Granddeck. He's really Orville
Granders, the bank. president who got
away with eight hundred thousand
dollars and was sent up for seventeen
years."
There was commotion in the rear
Of the courtroom. A dapper little old
gentleman with neatly trimmed white
whiskers rose hastily and made
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 counsel
table. at the same time showed evil
deDce that he, too, was contemplating
hasty flight, but husky chap whom
I suspected Of being one Of Germans
aides, seized him. too.
"Your honor" cried my counsel, II
demand the issuance of warrants at
once for Orville Granders, alias Henry
Kent, and his confederate, James VIII
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.. Spalding 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 this
sudden clearing Of my name left me
In a puzzled, daZe from which I hard
ly recovered until late that evening,
when, once more free, found myself
In the Castor apartment. Granders,
his tool. Wick, and practically every
employee Of the Granddeck were un-
der arrest, and warrants were out for
other members of the band whose
identity had been revealed, by the for
mer telephone girl.
And there in the apartment with me
we're my mother, German. McGregor-
and to my surprise and delight, Bar
bara Bradford. After her. sisters
wedding. 1t appeared, Barbara's moth
er had gone away for brief rest.
leaving her alone in the apartment
with the servants. She had welcomed
the opportunity to work undisturbed
on the mystery that had landed me be-
hind the bars. Thinking that at Rufus
Gastons funeral she might pick up
some clue that would be of service in
unraveling the tangled skein that held
her and me together, she had gone
thlther. and seeing my mother there.
and suspecting Mt once who she might
be. had introduced herself. Quickly
they had become good friends and she
ii was who had Informed my mother
Of my plight.
Present also with us, despite the
lateness of the hour, was the district
attorney ana two Of his aides, and
Nellie Kelly. or as she much preferred
to be called. Mrs. Moore. The girl was
technically prisoner. hut her services
In bringing the real criminals to book
had been so exceptional that she had
been released on her own recogniz-
ance. Hither she had been brought
that the district attorney might check
up with her the marvellous tale of
criminals conspiracy that she had un-
folded to my counsel In the brief re-
cess of the court that day.
Orville Granders. II appeared. had
been the master-mind that had direct
ed all the plotting. score Of years
before he had been president Of one
Of the metropolis biggest banks. he
had been discovered to have embez-
Iled nearly a million dollars. He had
been tried and sentenced to seventeen
years imprisonment, but no one ever
had been able to find what he had
done with the money. 50 safely had he
hidden II awny.
In his long years In prison, associ-