Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-01-08

such a substitution could have taken
place., was nothing short of superb"
You don't think, then, that he
thought We were in collision? 2"
Of it." - ee
not such a bad actor YOUR
SELL" Moore declared. appreciatiyely,
You got outfof the wrong bag story
very we'll. That was a clever ruse to
begin with, and then your explana-
ton that Q feared. after DELIVERING
bag and looking at the scrawled
receipt ehat you had given up ms
property to some one who wasn't au-
thorized to, receive it, was capital. II
made the presence Of the detective ali
right, too" =
"And then stoughton did some
work,too," Brooke went on. II liked
his seemingly candid confession thaf
ne feared we were thieves who knew
the value of the bag and were try
ing to secure 1t by a subterfuge. It
explained and excused his lies SO
beautifully"
h Then they reverted again ia
Stoughton's recollection of how the
bag was mended. and the kind Of pa-
per used.
That looks very queer to me-"
Moore observed, thrusting one hand
into a trouser pocket, taking a step
forward and resting. the other hand
on q foot post OF the brass bed.
Why should he know so much about
his right-hand mans bag?"
"And that bag was known to
Shorty Hanks. too," rookie con.
tributed earnestly. HE recognized Il
when I carried 1t into the bank on
Monday morning. He pretended he
didn't. but as I<look back at it now
l see that he did, and that was why
he spoke to me. He knew it wasn't
mine, and he 6xed. up that scheme
with Mumford to get hold Of 1t.
When they we're outwitted he
rushed OF to Stoughton. for whom
he knew the bag generally worked.
learned 1t had gone astray and offer
ed to put Stoughton on its track for q
little of the ready"
That sounds plausible" returned
the Chicagoan, land it looks more
and more as il Stoughton were a bad
egg. He's n Of those fellows that
seem all right to you when you are
with them and as Don as you get
away you discover that you never saw
their real selves, but only q mask
they were wearing" .
Didn't he say where his bag waa
lost 2" Brooke asked.
mo; he pretended he didn't know"
But you think he did,"
"I'll bet he knew that It was on
that train from Chicago"
Brooke vas thouehtful for a mo-
ment. <
tits odd he didn't go to the
Morgue to see the body Of the man
that fell off that train then"
Maybe he did?" Moore suggested.
And was afraid to. identity the
body, you mean, lest the bag should
turn up later and he become In
volved?",
Exactly. Suppose whoever Il was
this fellow .Fobbed-and yoy/An de.
pend upon It 1t wasn't stp4ghton-
should have identified his bpdy az
that Of the thief. then the fact that
Stoughton had identified it would
have shown acquaintance, at least,
and would, in all probability. have
tMpncated him ~ m accessory"
Brooke agreed. 1--WE seem to be get
ting q little closer to the crux OF the
matter, ! think. But Of course he
didn't give an inkling rs 70 the real
losers, did he? He made IT appear
that he was the victim. wonder
how he worked his scheme Of giving
an artificial vaiue 70 q mining stock?
That eens . criminal proceeding in
Itself" d.
Bet. Nobody was to lose by It, OF
course; except the wager, which he
was to win. y
Brooke rat down on the side OF the
bed, ana resting his elbows on hia
knees lowered his head to his hands.
Presently he looked up with:
"Do you knowsI,ye been trying oil
this tine to place the name Of Foley.
III remember hearing II somewhere II
Ithe pastSthree days. and I can't think
tin that e0nnection3"
Considering the wlirl Of advsn.
ttufe yohshaye engaged An" Moore do.
Tcided. that Isn't peculiar. In this
lCity Of Mnc0unters names hy 20 fast
That it,s sdi0l0ult 70 catch them. and
when We DO We can't always hold
Them
sLst ~ 40. Brooke Was saying,
ut waanstSa u tho Hotel Astor. No,
the next morning I met Hanks, ana
lthen--- BY oeorss!. he cried MD
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