The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1922-10-06

Whitford gave subdued whoop.
1--WE win. That lets you out, Claren-
don. The question now isn't whether
you or Clay will go to the penitentiary,
but whether Durand will. We can show
he's been trying to stand In the way of
justice, that he's been cooking up false
evidence"
Lets hurry! Let's get to the police
right away!" the girl cried, her eyes
shining with excitement. "We ought
not to lose minute. We can get Clay
out In time to go home to dinner with
u.s."
Bromfield smiled wanly. He came to
time as CALAMITY as he could. "All
right. I'm elected to take his place,
see."
"Only for a day or two, Clarendon"
said the older man. "As soon as we
can get together coroner's jury We'll
straighten everything out"
YES" agreed the clubman lifelessly.
1t was running through his mind al
ready that If he should be freed of the
murder charge, he would only have
escaped Scylla to go to wreck on Cha
rybdis. For it was twenty-to-one bet
that Jerry would go to Whitford with
the story of his attempt to hire the
gang leader to smirch Lindsay's repu.
tation.
1t must be admitted that when Brom-
field made up his mind to clear Lindsay
he did it thoroughly. His confession
to the police was quiet and business
like. He admitted responsibility for
the presence Of the westerner at the
Omnium club. He explained that his
guest had neither gambled nor taken
any liquors, that he had come only as
a spectator out of curiosity. The story
of the killing was told by him simply
and clearly. After he had struck down
the gunman, he had done a bolt down
stairs and got away by a back alley.
His instinct had been TO escape from
the raid and from the consequences o.
what he had done, but of course he
could not let anybody else suffer in his
place. So he had come to give him
self up. ....
The late afternoon papers carried
the story that Clarendon Bromfeld,
well-known man about town, had con-
fessed to having killed "Slim" Collins
and had completely exonerated Lind
say. It was expected that the latter
would be released Immediately.
He was. That evening he diRed at
the home Of the Whitfords. The mine
owner had wanted to go on the bond
of Bromfield, but his offer had been
rejected.
"We1l hear what the cOroner's jury
has to say" the man behind the desk
at headquarters had decided. "It'n
not hurt him to rest day or two in
the cooler" .-
After dinner the committee of de-
Tense met in the Red room and dis
cussed ways and means. Johnnie and
his bride were present because 1t
would have been cruel to exclude them,
but for the most part they were silent
members. Tim Muldotn arrived with
Annie Millikan, both Of them some
what awed by the atmosphere of the
big house adjoining the Drive. Each
of them brought piece Of informa-
ton valuable to the cause.
The man in charge of the blotter at
the station had told Tim that from a
dip called Fog Coney, one of thOse ar
rested III the gambling-house raid, an
automatic gun with two chambers dis
charged had been taken and turned in
by those who searched him. 1t had re-
quired some maneuvering for Tim to
get permission to see Fog alone, but
he had used his influence on the force
and managed this.
Fox was a sly dog. He wanted to
make sure on which side his bread was
buttered before he became cOmmuni-
cative. At first he had been willing
to tell exactly nothing. He had al
ready been seen by Durand, and be
had a very pronounced respect for that
parsonage. 1t was not until he had
become convinced that Jerry's star was
on the wane that he had "come
through" with what MuldoOn wanted.
Then he admitted that he had picked
the automatic up from the floor where
Collins had dropped 1t when he fell.
His story further corroborated tnat of
the defense. He had seen "Slim" fire
twice before he was struck by the
chair. gsE<
Clay summed up in a sentence the
result of all the evidence they had
collected. tits not any longer a ques-
ton of whether BrOmfield goes to pris-
on, but of Durand. The fellow has
sure overplayed his hand"
Before twelve hours more had
passed Durand discovered this him
self. He had been too careless, too
sure that he was outside of and be-
yond the law. At first he had laughed
contemetuously at the advice of his
henchmen to get to cover before it
was too late.
''They can't touch me-" he Dragged.
"They daren't."
But 1t came to him with a sickening
realization that the district attorney
meant business. He was going after
him just as though he were an ordinary
crook.
Jerry began to use his "pull." There
reached him presently that same sink
ing at the pit of the stomach he had
known when Clay had thrashed him.
He learned that when a lawbreaker