Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-09-26
Menins Mystery

| find it out sooner or later. and then
we should have had to go. We were
both out at the F'rangford bra nch for
| two months last Winter. We couldn't
| help seeing how easy il would he
We talked about it until the idea
grew on us. We couldn't think about
| anything else. ilarrigan. the man
over there. was all alone. and the day
we made up our minds we knew he
must have at least 1.500 pounds.
| There are some big factories near
with pay day on Friday afternoon.
We'll. we just did It. That's ALL"
Robbery is one thing" Goade oh
served. Murder is another"
Il swear we never meant to shoot
him." the young man declared. grip.
ping the side of the chair. Neither Of
| us had ever handled revolver before
i'm our lives. We only meant to
frieh him can swear that. John
can swear it. The beastly thing went
| off,
who was holding it at the time?"
| Goade asked
| The young man was suddenly silent.
! We've both sworn" he said. never
| to tell that"
why do You want all this money
| from Mr.. Witt" Goade continued
THE passages won't cost much"
"We've had to pay several hundred
| pounds to man who saw us near
| Frangford," lIannaford groaned.
| Hes got to know where John is. and
he's soaking us all the time. It's cost
| ing a lot. too. for John to lie low. It's
a snug place. hut they've got an idea
| we're in trouble With any luck
| though, we'll he off next week to
| South America
Have you ever been in trouble
| before"
No. the young man snapped. 81
don't know who you are. but | don't
! like your questions. Take. him away
please. Mr.. Witt It's had enough
hanging round here while you raise
the money without having strang
coming in to frighten me"
G0ade rose to his feet.
| 'Well. it's bad job" he admitted.
''I'm afraid there's nothing any one
can do to help either of YOU
"Of course there isn't was the irri-
| table rejonder '"rhe moneys what
we want. the money as quick as it can
he got hold of. And don't run out of
whisky, Mr.. Witt. NV nerves are
something terrible. especially in the
night. The rest of that bottle won't
last long"
The two men descended the stairs
in silence. Mr. Witt had lost all his
peppery manner. The CLEAN had gone
| from his eyes. his mouth had weak.
ened. was almost inclined to tremble
Goade laid his hand protectively upon
his shoulder.
Look here. my friend" he va id
there doesn't seem much to be done
| but | wouldn't give up hope. | shall
he away tomorrow all day-got to run
up to Rarnstahle. When do YOU
expect to get the money for the things
you're sending off nOW?'
Not until Thursday morning at the
earliest Mr.. Witt replied
Very well. then. Don't part with
your young man before then. Keep
him there until | come back
Mr.. Witt looked up quickly.
"Anything in your mind?"
Nothing defnte-just an idea. The
great thing is not TO part with the
young man until am back"
No fear of that" Mr. Witt sighed.
II can't get the check before then.
and afterward I'll have to go to the
bank to cash It,"
Has your son written YOU himself
at ALP" Goade inquired.
Mr.. Witt shook his head
1T wouldn't he safe" he answered.
With Groan. IT'S a small place.
this. and they'd even know his hand
writing at the post office
Il had forgotten that" Goade ad