Evening star., 1924-03-09

he told the widow that he had col
lected $4,000. He took one thousand
for his fee. and paid her two. Now
it happened that shortly afterward
the widow died, and the lawyer who
settled her estate-it was a little
one-ran across some items that
arouse his suspicion. He investigat-
ed and found that the facts were as /
have just related them. What do you
suppose he did?'
Judge waddelrs lean, stern face
was white.
"What?" he whispered.
Anstey smiled blandly. He did
nothing, beyond filing away a few
affidavits. Why? Because he had an
idea that the information which he
possessed would come in handy some
day That some day is now
"This is blackmail," said the judge
hoarsely.
Anstey's smile became a grin. 'Ive
always said, Judge, that when it
came to rendering quick decisions on
the law there was no one in your
class. You call it blackmail, and
that's exactly what 1t is"
"why?" demanded Waddell.
IT was the young lawyer who ham
died the widows estate and put the
afiidavits away in my SAFE" said
Anstey You looked like a clever
young chap to me, bound to succeed.
The widow had no heirs and there
was nothing to be gained by putting
you in jail. Why, judge, you'd be
surprised If you knew the men on
whom I have the goods. Some of
them will never know, perhaps, that
could send them to Sing Sing. 9th
ers. like yourself, find it out only
when necessity arises"
THE crime-if you want to call 1t
that's outlawed," declared the
Judge.
Anstey shrugged his fat shoulders.
Sure it is, but news is always news:
Respected Judge Proved Criminal
Think what the headline writer's
would say"
What do you want?" asked wad-
dell.
Anstey leaned forward. The harsh
black line OF his eyebrows made Wad-
dell think Of an iron bar-the sort
of iron bar that, with others, fronts
prison cell. 'I want you to issue
a writ Of habeas corpus within the
next FIVE minutes" he said.
For whom?" asked the Judge.
For Peter Ballantyne, alias the
Gray Ghost" replied Anstey.
you're madn' cried Waddell.
Anstey stared at him. when
leave your house I'm going to call up
every city editor in New York and
tell them why I shall oppose your
nomination
You wouldn't dare. You'd expose
yourself" said the judge.
Anstey laughed. II am one Of the
Gray Ghosts lawyers. He's been
worth a hundred thousand a year to
me for some time. A client like that
is well worth risking a little expos
ure for"
1T will ruin me-" objected wad-
dell.
You'll be ruined if You DON'T" re-
torted Anstey Besides, I've got
plenty of reasons why the writ
should be granted. 1 have sworn
statements to the effect that the
Gray Ghost is the victim of a con-
spiracy. Will you grant the writ?"
The long overdue note had been
presented. Judge smithson waddell
paid It, with interest.
CHORTLY before 10 o'clock that
- night, men having been stationed
all around the house, Jerry Tryon
rang the front door bell Of the man
sion of Mr.. Rafael Anatolia and was
admitted, with Pelham and eight de-
tectives, into q magnificent hail.
Soon both he and Pelham were thor
oughly convinced that they were the
victims OF q gigantic hoax For Mr..
Anatolia was at home, entertaining
al dinner two foreign bankers, a SEN
ator, a former member Of the Argen-
tine cabinet and their wives: Not
merely did the South American gem
tleman prove conclusively that Rafael
Anatolia was not q nom de gderre OF
the Gray Ghost, but that Raphael An
atoliaI-though as yet hardly known
in New York-was q man Of high
position in his native Argentina, with
financial affiliations in three conti-
inents. Crestfallen, the detectives de-
parted.
Almost as soon as their automobiles
member of the district attorneys staff
waiting there told them that at half
past 8 o'clock that night the war
den Of the Tombs had been served q
writ of habeas corpus Nudge Wad-
dell had held court at once in the
Ballantyne case and had committed
the prisoner 70 the custody Of his at
torneyA
They went upstairs to Pslhan'i