Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-08-09

Wh1tfords as mandy man. An adVer-
tisement signed kitty NJ" conveys the
information that she is in trouble and
implores Lindsay to come to a certain
house where she is imprisoned.
CHAPTER v1I.-Continued.
He read it again. There could be
no doubt in the world. 1t was ad-
dressed to him, and from Kitty. He
remembered that on the bus he had
casually mentioned to her thai he
usually read the Herald.
After he had eaten, Clay walked
down Broadway and left q note at
the office Of the Herald for Kitty,
The thought Of her vas In his mind
all day. He had worried, a good deal
alone thatshe felt responsible for the
loss Of her place as cigarette girl.
One disturbing phase of the situation
was that Jerry Durand must have
seen her. What more likely than that
he had arranged to have her spirited
away? Lindsay had read that hun
dreds Of girls disappeared every year
IN the city. If they ever came, to the
surface again. it was as jewellers in
that underworld in III current of
which they had been caught.
He had an engagement that after
noon to walk with Beatrice Whitford,
They crossed to M~orningside park
and moved through it to the north
ern end where theremains OF Fort
Laight, built to protect the approach
to the city during the War Of 1912.
can still be seen and traced.
Beatrice had cad the story of the
earthworks. In the midst of the tell
ing of it she stopped to turn upon
him with swift accusation, You're
not listening" :
That's right; I wasn't" he admit
ted.
Have you heard something about
your cigarette girl?"
Clay was amazed at the accuracy
Of her center shot.
Yes" He showed her the news
paper.
She read. The golden head nodded
triumphantly. II told you she could
look out for herself. You see when,
sh had lost you she knew enough to
advertise"
Was there or was there not a faint
note of malice in the girls voice?
Clay did not know. But it would have
He had long since discovered that his
tmperious little friend was far from
an angel
Al his rooms he found a note await
ing him.
Come tonight after eleven. I am
locked in the west real room of the,
second story. Climb up over the back
porch. Don make any noise. The
window will be unbolted. A friend
is mailing this. For Gods sake.
don't fail me-"
The not was signed Kitty" Be
low were given the house and street
number. Was 1t genuine? Or did it
lead to a trap? He could not tell,
It might be a plant or it might he a
wal Of real distress. There was only
n way to find Jul unless he went
through with the adventure. He de-
cided to play a lone hand except for
such help As. Johnnie could give him.
Clay took a downtown car and rode
TO the cross-street mentioned in the
letter for a preliminary tour Of in
vestlgation. The street designated
was one of plain brownstone fronts
with iron-grilled doors. The blank
faces Of the houses invited no conf
dence. st struck him there here was
something sinister about the neigh
borhood, but perhaps the thought was
born of the fear. Number 121 had
windows barred with ornamental
grflles. This might be to keen bur-
glars out. It would serve equally
well to keep prisoners In.
The cattleman did not linger in that
lc with houses OF sinister
faces. He did not care to a atten-
] to his presence by staying too
2 Besides, he had some arrange
ments to make for the night at his
rooms.
These were simple and few. He
oiled and loaded his revolver care
fully, leaving the hammer on the one
chamber left empty to prevent acct
dents, after the custom Of all careful
gunrnen. Unchanged into the wrinkled
suit he had worn when he reached
The city. and substituted FOR his shoes
= pair Of felt-soled gymnasium ones.
y bow-legged little puncher
watched his friend. just as a faithful
q does his master. He asked NO
4lestions. In good time he knew he
would be told all 1t was necessary
Tor him to know. T%@T
AZ they rode from the Bronx. Clay
outlined the situation and told his
plans 70 Tar az he had any.
80 I'm 5goin' to fake.a whfrl at.it.
& JohInie. Mebbe they're slytn' low .up
In that house to get mi. Mebbe Inc
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