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SALT.LAKE CITY, UTAH, SUNDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 4, 1904. ' H
Ing In sleep and the station house wag
dead, Delaney stepped down to the rail
ing", satisfied that he had won. GInn
tried to work at his books, but he could
not. He was nervous. He started at
the slightest creak In the building, and
his eyes watched the captain's door.
The old man was In ills room, he might
have gone to bed. How Glnn hoped he
But he hadn't. Soon after half-past
one they heard him kick a chair or
something, and the next minute he ap
peared In the old pea jacket he wore
when not In uniform. He hardly
noticed the two sergeants. A glance
back Into his room and he closed the
door and started for the street door.
Delaney looked up at Glnn. The scr-
gcant's great round face was as pale as
the clock. He was In agony, but he
felt Delaney's eye and he swallowed
"Captain," he said, "whero you
won't you "
The captain halted, stared astonish
ment, his mouth open. v
"What?'' he asked.
"You've got you must don't you
want to "
"What Is It?" he asked again.
"Of course It ain't my I don't care,
but the rules, you know the rules,
Now McCarthy broke loose. He was
climbing the railing and he cursed.
Glnn fuded whlto again.
"Out with It. out with It now," Mc
Carthy cried, "or I'll come over there
and trample you to death. Speak, you
slobbering idiot; speak, I say'
"Enter yourself In the blotter."
The order came like a pistol shot.
Glnn collapsed when he had flred! 1U his
face was bathed In sweat, and ho
moved hlB tongue around In his mouth
'to moisten It. The captain could not
move. lie knew the rule, dead long
ago In his precinct,; but he did not
know the sensation of discipline. That,
too, had died In him long ago. But
It was a crisis In his affairs. He turned
on Delaney, and was clear on that
point. Very slowly, very coolly he got
down, walked around behind the desk,
and quietly pulling off his glove, he
took up the pen which Glnn dropped
aghast, and entered his name on tho
blank line Delaney had procured for
"Now. then," said Capt. McCarthy to
Delaney, "there Is another rule in the
book. It saya that the sergeant not
on desk duty shall go out on patrol.
You get out and do your duty."
"You are quite puro you wonf me to
go oni patrol and (quoting the rule) 'to
remain out during the time In the vigi
lant performance of duty?' "
"That's what I said1."
McCarthy watched him go.
"Captain, I " Glnn began.
"Shut up, you "
"I couldn't I told you It was com
ingand I "
"Shut up, I say."
Glnn was quiet, and) the captain
slipped down to the floor towalk. Up
and down lie paced', up and down, slow
ly at first, then more and more rapidly,
till with a sudden oath he leaped1 to the
door and threw it open. Curses came
In out of the darkness. then two pris
onerg. each held by a policeman and a
fright by S. S. McClure company.)
'afone on or off the police force was
irjiong In doubt as to who was boss
pa'pt, Don McCarthy's precinct. He
He precinct is mine. I make It. And
!ou don't like It get out or I'll put you
klm Delaney knew all about it. When
'jva3 tho collector for the Tenderloin
tistd to admire "the great, the small,
nly Dan McCarthy." Tim was
regeniil and generous than Dai, but
who Inclined himself to rale with an
SJhand, and his captalnv "old' man
irks," having grown rich and drunk
IjTthe fatness of his bailiwick, turned
ryjhlng oer to his favorite wnrd
ty'Tlm, who looked, lived) and gave
imands like a Captain of Police,
tfxow that Dc-lancy had set out to
a captain by title as well n9 by In
to and control, and In the brief pe
lEof his sergeantcy was placed un
JlicCarthy, the stout little czar of
'Fifteenth did not seem so amusing.
Sou come dou n la-re from Sparks to
ime, Daniel McCarthy, about police
Iness? I know how you run the Ten
win. You didn't take ten thousand
ipntli out of it. and It's worth twentv.
it'a what it 19. Why Sparks let you
On I don't sec. 'eppt that he's a loaf
fnd a bum hirmvlf. If I'd known I'd
r a k t you come here, not even as a
sennt, und you'd been pounding the
walk today if jou'd a started with
claney recovered for a moment his
Tainuslng view of McCarthy, "the
, Meat man In the business." But the
tain dlvcrteC him again.
nd one thing more, Mr. Sergeant
-j 1?y' There's prisoners been kicking
3 rjilidn't get their dough back In the
X 'nlng. Drunks. I know It."
I Xol,'" "sa,d Delaney, "do you want
i $Vant it all turned In, see, every red
: cCarthy waltc-d long enough for his
it carry home. Then he went Into
room and slammed tho 'door hard.
c "ley s face set. Hla eyes fixed on
.tfclo.d door while the heat and the
., graced up and down through his
Fn lhf.C 'clocIt roll was called that
img and Sergeant Simpson took tho
1 &DeJauc" did' not go home. lie
xL , ,uUt room while Simpson
'e rr m renort3 of the men return
I In, ' Vst. Then a prisoner
ifia l8h? and veral cltizena
t tt$ lnfiuirles and complaints.
i '2t .arly an hour befor a" was
I l "u and Simpson, having his
i . mo jatjt one
Vookc-l up at Delaney, who
&ff,0ver tne ralllnff in his fa
? attitude of re&t.
ipam was a blue-c-j'ed, gray-haired
Pi 50, spare, resen-ed, but always
iui, nud. a good ofllcer. He smiled
! ue turned to the younger man.
mpson," said Delaney, seriously.
. sergeant dirt?"
V C Wld ?ln'Pn, "you wero a
r "lVhen you wcre wIUi
, C' ,,ney' than you ax as ser
Mt.,,P hCrC r ln any olher
f1nyKUT.yoUS8eIf' Ir Simpson?"
4kc- all the rest down here."
UrL fPP0? around behind tho
;-hLV"1a,,r bC3lae Simpson,
111 xerS hls oar a lor time.
he 5111(1 at last- "Will
Jtandi by mar'
Sfll l,,ad.COa Mlnff and. amll
rhUe he listened. Xow hl face
t-' V? looked delaney straight In
?a,u with flne decision:
? fi, 0r you' to rouch the
rltn , rt'eants together. He'di
mn i a day what we were elolng."
J1 lc,cked UIs trousers
hd 'p, loward' the dcor.
Simu-w'!. Simt,ori oalledk "ho
d lkGd llehUy to hear this.
m did not stop. Ho Wcnt out and
flJ52n2lrnit.hc' 'vas sono captain
ivut of his room.
gWnt Simpson was following with
SnTw Wilh 11,0 thought-thls
Vii tlac.kB under th0 cha"
fc SnrS Tnt 5at Up BtlBlt: It
unpropiUoua moment for a citl-
. i "'FFWD 7 . v
zen to call on the police. And it was
a citizen, a little, weazened old man, In
part of a Grand Army uniform. He
too. slopped short. He looked at the
captain and shrank, then at the ser
geant, whose face Invited him to speak.
"Is Is Capt. Delaney In?" the old
soldier asked, addressing the sergeant
"Captain who?" McCarthy asked the
"Capt. Delaney, sir." he said. "Capt
Delaney. Is he here, sir?"
"Capt. Delaney? Captain, eh? Al
ready, is he?"
McCarthy lifted his outspread hands
above his head, looked up, and laughed.
Ills hands gripped convulsively, then
he was suddenly silent, and his eyes
and arms fell, his fists balled up. He
advanced slowly, and thrusting his
Jaws and fists in his victim's terrified
face, lie bawled:
There Is no Capt. Delaney here.
There Is no Capt. Delaney at all. Thero
never will be a Capt. Delaney. Get out
"Why I you see. I meant Tim De
laney. He was my captain in the war.
I m a Grand Army man: 'Capt. Delaney
commanded my company ln th "
"There Is no Capt. Delaney here.
There Is only one captain her" and
that Is Capt. Dan'l McCarthy. Ma, Got
The veteran was pulling at the knob,
but he trembled so he could hardly open
the door. When it gave way, he near
K ?ut the captain . hit him,
straightening him up, and then kicked
. .. v.. -".i-j'o wiu iuc um man
ran for life up tho street.
Simpson saw him disappearing
around a corner. The sergeant had
jumped down from his desk to the floor,
and now when he turned back at the
captain. McCarthy was reeling Into his
room. His arms waved and his body
doubled with laughter. "Captain!" he
yelled, "Capt. Delaney!" Then the
laughter. Tho door slammed and Ser
geant Simpson returned to his chair,
tut for half an hour ho hoard at Inter
vals tho shout, "Captain," followed by
At midnight that night Simpson call
ed the three other sergeants about him
and told them what had happened. Glnn
fidgeted and the fourth sergeant, Vogel,
a German, was stolid. But all were
"Poor old fellow," said Delaney.
"Poor old BlUy."
That was all. But when Simpson
put out his hand to him and said, "I'm
with you. Tim." Delaney grasped the
hand with both his.
"Thanks. Simpson. I'll set the pace
Then ho and Simpson looked to tho
"I stand by you," Vogel said, giving
his hand. And Glnn gave his. But
the manner of GInn's compact made
"Never mind," said Delaney, as he
saw Simpson out of the door. "I'll
take care of Glnn. He Isn't only afraid
of the captain; ho's afraid of every
body." , Delaney returned to Glnn, who was
on the desk again, and sitting beside
him ho talked to him. nay, he wrestled
with him. Glnn beseeched, prayed, re
fused, became dumb and sullen, but
Delaney talked, explained, showed him
the rules and regulations, and by 1
o'clock, .when tho city outnldo was purr.-J
crowd of men, some dressed like- touts,
others In swallow-tails. The first pris
oner was the proprietor of a Broadway
hotel, the second was his barkeeper, the
crowd was of guests and hangers-on of
"How's this, Mac?" asked the fuming
The captain did not reply. He was
a very dangerous looking man as he
stood there holding the door open. Two
reporters camo In, then two more, then
one, soon every paper In town; had a
l"What's up?"' they asked of McCar
thy, of Glnn, of one another. The cap
tain did not answer; Ginni did not hear;
no one seemed to know.
"Well, I want a bondsman1 anyhow,"
said the hotel man. The captain rang
thc messenger call box.
Glnn wa3 askinrg tho formal questions
and writing down the answers In his
blotter. The complaints were violation
of the excise law given by the patrol
men, who alone acted as If tho mysteri
ous proceedings were quite as usual.
Capt. McCarthy had lighted a cigar and
was standing on tho doorstep looking
up the street expectantly. Pretty soon
he heard more curses, and another
crowd came down the street. This time
the leading prisoner was lighting. 1 His
hat was gone, half his coat had been
torn off, his shirt was ripped and hla
face was bruised. He was Dan Mc
Carthy's moot intlmato friend and re
puted partner, a saloon and dlvekeep
cr, McGloin by name. Two big police
men hauled him up'to the steps, where
at sight of McCarthy he swung hack
free; the officers hesitated. Everybody
turned to the captain, the first prison
ers and tho policemen, the reporters, the
crowd and, back of all and high above.
Glmt, his ey&s spread yjl&o .opon at tho
sight. What would McCarthy do?
"Well?" said McGloin.
"Bring him ln," the captain ordered,
anel tho policeman obeyed.
McGloin, amazedv ceased to oppose.
He inarched ln with his barkeepers,
and, back of them, two policemen bear
ing gambling- lmplemonts. . '
Back of them again trooped other
policemen with other prisoners, men,
women, whites, blades, gamblers, saloon
keepers, well-dressed creatures, drabs
the scum of a bad precinct. Tho sta
tion house lllled up.
"Clear tho crowd out," said McCarthy,
and this done, you could breathe; but
more prisoners came, mere men, more
women, more touts, more dudlsh gam
blers. Some cursed, somo wept, some
were dlgnlfledi. There wan Indignation,
wrath, Injured Innocenco, fright, prayer;
and all these signs wero directed at the
little captain, who showed no feeling at
all. He rang for messengers and the
boys came panting In, enger to see a
scone, tho noise of which spread as
rumor up and down and across the
town. The bondsmen arrived running
and in carriages, all perplexed and
astonished. Heads waggedv eyes rolled
up, hands uplifted. Glnn was tired.,
writing down "pedigrees." The bell
rang every minute and he had to go
every other minute to the telegraph dial
to spell out, for all who asked ques
tions by wire, his one answer, that he
didn't know what the was up.
Yes, Capt. McCarthy was there, but
the captain was buoy.
By 3 o'clock arrests practically ceased.
Now and then a policeman came in with
ono more woman or a few negroes, but
the alarm had spread and the precinct
was closed up tight.
Capt. McCarthy leaned against thc
railing7 around the sergeant's desk. He
was left alone, for no one dared ap
proach him. He did not go to court
the next morning. His wardmen
watched the disposition of the cases,
and they had no instructions. They
simply whispered In the ear of each
patrolman with a complaint and the re
sult was that most of the ofllcers had
"no evidence," and the prisoners were
discharged. A few were held. But
these were all persons against whonT)
Sergeant Delaney appeared personally.
Even he made no great efforts' to have
prisoners held, however. It was
enough to have raided the precinct,
frightened the criminals and set them
wondering about the functions of a
captain and tho relations of his powers
to those of a sergeant of police.
Besides, ho was in a hurry. The mo
ment the cases were disposed of he
Jumped Into a cab and was driven rap
Idly up-town to the Hotel Matteawan,
where tho boss lived. A crowl was
there before him old friends of his,
politicians, city officials, public com
missioners and police officers of high
rank, all come to see what would be
done about the scandal in tho Fif
teenth; and there was buzzing, buzzing,
humming when Delaney entered. Then
One man, of all Delaney knew, came
forward to meet him. The others
watched him a moment, then went on
talking with only half an eye for thc
man they wero discussing.
"You're done for, Tim," said his one
friend, a district leader, near the boss.
"What! How's that, Nicoll?"
"McCarthy been here and seen the old
"You got to retire."
"Did the old man say that?"
"That's what he said."
"And you, and the others?"
"We spoke up. but the whole gang's
against you, every gambler, liquor deal
er Ah, say, Tim, what were 3'ou think
ing about, anyhow?"
"Doing up that "
"You picked out the wrong man to
tackle and you picked the worst way to
go about it. That's all I got to say."
"Well, I'm not beaten yet," said
Tim. "Can I see "
He nodded upward toward tho room
of the boss.
"No, ho left word that he wouldn't
see you never."
Delaney was hit. He was an outsid
er. Ho looked around vaguely for
something to take hold of. somebody to
speak to. There was nothing, nobody.
He turned away and went out to his
cab again. Other friends he had, and
he drove to them to the leader he had
served, to his railroad president, to tho
Mayor, to a certain well known lawyer,
not known, however, to be on that side;
to a clergyman, to a theater manager,
to all he could think of.
"Help him? Help Tim Delaney? In
deed, they would and gladly."
Then they heard the story half.
"Capt. McCarthy! Why, Tim, you're
But they heard the other half.
"Oh, I can't interefere with that. No.
Delaney was dazed. He sped back to
the station and found (he realized what
it meant now to him) Simpson, Jerry
Simpson, on desk duty. Simpson step
ped down to give his hand.
"Sit down, Tim."
Tihi fell Into the chair beside Jerry.
"It's a big contract, oh?" Jerry asked.
Tim heard remotely, but he heard,
and gradually thc sense came to him.
"You knew." ho said softly. His in
terest awakened, and with It amaze
ment. "How did you know?"
"Because I've always been half out
sidealways, as I preferred."
Delaney made" one flst of his clasped
hands, and striking the desk, he swore:
"It is fierce, fierce, but I will not be
"Um, what'll you do7"
Delaney sank back, crushed again,
"I don't know. I can't see. I don't
see at all."
"Well, Tim, there is one thing left,
just one. There's a certain crank in
this town, a preacher, who Is Interested
ln the police. He's trying to find out
for himself. It's funny, you remem
ber, to watch him try."
"Well?6" Pelaney stared.
"Well, fcricro's him," said Simpson
"Well, him anv you might rip things
Delaney stared and stared. But by
and by ho got up and moved off. dazed.
Then he nodded, and was go!ng faster.
"But don't act rash, Tim," Simpson
said in a very low voice. "Think it
over, all, and you've got time decide,
deliberate and cool."
Delaney paused. Somebody came hn
but neither sergeant noticed1.
"Is Sergt. Glnn here?" thc person
' "Yes," Bald Simpson.
Glnn came out of the captain's room.
Delaney started and looked at the vis
itor, a young clerk, at Simpson, at Glnn.
Glnn was sheepish, though he tried to be
at ease, and lie went up to the clerk.
"Tho president told mo to give you
this for the sergeants, the Christmas
present from the bank, you know. He
sa.Id you wrote to put it into your
Giim reddened Jrxcs" ho cald 'pes,
know. All right. I'll tend to It."
Tho clerk went away and left tho ser
geunts very still. Simpson was smiling.
Delaney gazed at Glnn, whose head
hung over tho envelopo, which, he
twirled and twisted.
"What's thls?"-naked Delaney at last. .
"The captain told me to," said Glnni
"Told you to what?"
"He did, did he?" Delaney advanced
"Don't you hit me," Glnn crledv -retreating,
"I'm, I'm acting captain
Delaney stopped. He looked at Simp
son, who nodded.
"That's right." Simpson said. "Cap's
on a vacation.
Delaney understood a great many
"You low downv cowardly traitor," ho
muttered at Glnn.
Fights are very rare between ser
geants; they never happen, like this in
the station house, and for a sergeant
to thrash a sergeant in command with
the men peering- out of the back room
that will never be again. 4When De
laney stood satisfied' over the prostrate,
weeping Glnn, he realized all this. Simp
son had done his best, and Delaney,
sobered now, thanked him with a grip
of the hand and quietly went out of tho
Simpson) was at the desk again' when
Delaney camo In at 5 o'clock in the
morning, pale and drawn; Jerry had
been doing Tim's tour and was tired
out. It was an unusual service for one
man to do for another, unasked, but he
did not speak of it, and neither did
"You've done It," Simpson said.
"I've begun it.". Delaney replied.
"Where is the captain spending- his va
cation?" "Around town, pulling wires, I guess."
He hung himself heavily upon the
rail, and both men were silent a while.
Then Simpson spoke dryly.
"Ginn hasn't made any complaint
against you on that fight. He asked me
to ask you to call It square; if you will,
"How mighty unimportant that all is
now, ain't it? Whether I'm broke for
that, or for something else. You bet
ter go home now. I'll finish thc tour
and1 do yours. Got the books fixed?"
They arranged1 tho books to mako
them "read straight," then Simpson
went home and Delaney contrived.
Ono night, about ten days later It
was on the 3rd' of January Delaney met
a man on a corner near the station
house. They spoke a few words, then
walked rapidly down the street and up
the steps of a house well known to tho
T0 1 1 Of- nf the nroplnnf Tlftlino,. !.,., i i
on the door, which opened immedlte
ly, and a large, hard-fneed woman ap
peared. "Come In." she said.
"No," said Tim. "There' Isn't lime.
This is the man, and he's got tho stuff.
The woman bade Tim good-night and.
taking his companion In, she asked for
the money. Then she opened a closet
and showing him a chair In behind
some skirts said;
"There's your place all ready, you
see. When he comes, you jump In and
I'll half-close the door."
A sharp rapping startled thorn both.
"There he is now. Get In," sho said,
and the man hid.
She set the door right, Inspected the
room carefully, then admitted Mc
Carthy's wardman, the collector of the
"Good ovenlng, Mr. Diggs," sho said
pleasantly. "Come right in."
"Well, well, well." he said loudly,
"I'm glad to see you so chipper. Made
up your mind, eh?"
"No, no," she said pleading. "I can't
do it. I can't pay moro than seventy
five." "That's what you said before. And
It won't go. You might just as well
pack up and go. The old (man is mad
and set, so "
"Won't he tako eighty?"
"It's one hundred plunks. That's or
ders." The woman wept, explaining her
finances and pleading with tho ward
man, who lit a cigar and drummed on
the arms of his chair.
"Say," he said at laBt, "you can't
work me that way, you know. It's ono
hundred or you bust. See?"
The woman sprang up, and held out
the money. "Here, tako it, you brute."
"Now that's business," ho said, shov
ing the money ln his pocket. "But,
say, don't you call me names. I can't
help 1L I ain't In tho business for fun,
and I don't get much of the wealth that
the old man Is In It for. 'Night."
Diggs slammed out. The woman
waited five long minutes k before she
moved, then she opened wide the closet
"Could you hear?"
"It's all right," said the spy. "We'll
attend to the rest. I guess McCarthy's
done for this time."
"Oh. there isn't any doubt of It, Is
there?", asked thc woman, in a sudden
'Well, what to do think?" he said,
smiling. "Tho commissioner marked
the bills himself, and tomorrow morn
ing, ho'll call for them at tho right
The next morning Delaney was "on
the desk." It was snowing outside,
and the redhot stove made the station
house air totter visibly with tho heat.
All was silent, except the old clock
above the busy sergeant's head.
It was Simpson's day off, but he came
in at 9 o'clock and stood around, as if
he were waiting for something.
"Glnn outside?" he asked after he
had toasted his back to tho stovo a
Delaney nodded. "He won't stay out
long, though, in this weather, but I
think we'll get through before he
Simpson rocked contentedly back-and-forward
on his heels and toes,
twisting his hands behind his back be
fore the stove. Then he heard a faint
sound in the captain's room.
"Cap'n's up," he said.
Delanev listened, and ho heard. They
both looked at tho clock. It was 9:30
o'clock. Simpson stopped rocking, De
laney closed his book and turned to the
"Time's up," said Simpson.
"Open that window a bit," Jerry. The
heat Is awful.
But there was a sound of knocking
on the steps outside. Some one was
kicking snow off his boots. Simpson
stepptul up to the desk and began writ
ing a little. Delaney sat down.
Thc door opened nnd a short, thick
set man came ln. Ho looked like a
"Good morning, Commissioner," De
laney said, rlilng to salute. Simpson
The commissioner lifted his hat. "My,
how hot you have it here," ho said, But
he walked o'er to tho stove and put
his back to It ns Simpson hud done.
"Is thc captain In." he asked.
"Yes. I think ho is up. Will I call
D?lun.6y,Bt0I)I)e(1 dcm'n- "went to the
captains door and knocked. There was
no answer, and ho rapped again. A
sKrsmneeSPOnS mad th COmmlB-
. "yommtealoner Black's here, would IH
Ue to see you,'.' Delaney called, nnd
tho hustle within made Delaney smile
He s coming." he said to Mr. Black
as he passed tho commissioner to ko YM
back to his, place.
Qttle,' Elam and bnn& within, then
the freshly washed little ' captain ap- JH
peared, wonder in his damp eyes. His
dirty uniform was a bit awry and he fl
"Excuse me, Commissioner. Gootl
morning," he said, rushing at the com
mlesloner. But he checked himself nnd
stored half way, Inquiry ln I1I3 face.
"It's no matter," said tho commls-
cloner. "I'm not hore on public busl- IH
ness. I was passing, and I found my-
self without convenient money In my Q
pocket, so I thought I'd ace If you can
make a change for me." iH
"I guess so," the captain answered.
"What do you want?" jH
"I'd like to have smaller money, fives HH
and tens, for these two twenties," and IH
the commissioner took out thc money IH
from his wallet. jH
"Let me see." McCarthy drew from
his trousers pocket a crumpled wad of
Delaney looked anxiously at It, then
settled back In his chair, Simpson also
glanced sharply up, then went on writ- HH
ing. And both sergeants had the same fH
expression on their faces. Bl
The captain counted out clumsily six fll
fives, nnd asked, "Now, how do vou fl
want the rest?" il
'JLet's see," said the commissioner,
and he picked out. daintily some more
bills, examined them, then he held up
one to the light. , iH
"It really doesn't matter," he said.
"They're all marked alike." IH
McCarthy looked at tho commissioner flU
perplexed; then, as Mr. Black walked MB
to the door, the captain's little eyes QH
followed him. The commissioner pulled kH
open the door, and two men and a iH
woman came In. 9H
"Good morning. Cap," the woman
saldv trying to be easy. She lookct.
"What's this?" asked McCarthy, turn-
ing sharply to the commissioner. "I HH
want to know what all this show In my
station is about." HI
He thrust the money into his pocket. HI
clapped his hands together, and dropped
his arms and thrust his shoulders for-
ward like a boxer about to begin a ring HI
light. The captalm wet his lips, chewed BH
his stubby red, mustache and heaved HI
his body up and down. He was ready HI
The commissioner closed the front H
dpor quietly, slowly returned to tho
stove, hardly looking at McCarthy, who H
kept his face to the commissioner. HI
"I want to know what this Is? No- H
body, nob even a commissioner of po-
lice" he said very loudly. H
Thecommlssloner lifted his hand de- Bjl
"I'm about to tell you, Capt. McCar- H
thy, what this all means." HI
""Well?" McCarthy was panting HI
"It means, sir," the commissioner HI
continued, slowly "It means that this H
money which you offer riie this mora- HI
ing is money marked by, me. personally, HI
before witnesses, ami paid over lait H
night by this woman as blackmail to Ml
you of this precinct." 8I
"It's a lie. a dirty lie. a low-down !m
trick," said McCarthy, who shook him- w
self, raising his lists. KM
"A trick, ye, but not a lie," the com- flfH
mlssloner said, smiling sarcastically Htl
"I warn you to be careful what you ray, H
Cnpt McCarthy. Dr. Claverlng and I HI
marked those bills, mind you. We gave' HI
them to my clerk here. He gave them fjf
to this woman; then hid in her closet, fl
He heard your wardman Diggs demand K
them of her in your name, and saw her HI
pay them over to Diggs. Now, then. HI
the case seems to be complete. What HI
have 3'ou got to say?" HI
"This," said McCarthy, stepping for- HI
ward, and shaking his fists at the group HI
before him, "that you haven't got me by HI
a of a long way." He was about HI
to say more, and he trembled as he held HI
back the vituperation that was bitter HI
7ii his mouth. Ho licked h!s Hps and HI
straightened up. HI
"Send for Diggs1," he commanded Dc- HI
Delaney rang, the doorman came and- Hi
went, and then Diggs, -who entered HI
running. At the scene, at the sight of HI
seven pairs of eyes turned upon him. HI
he stopped short, confounded, nnd he HI
looked from one to another swiftly. HI
pausing only at the commissioner and HI
the woman, then, all expression pass- ffSI
ingout of his face, he settled on the Hi
"D' you send for me, sir?" he asked III
"Yes, sir." The captain hissed the Ml
words, and drawing out of his pocket Ba
the bunch of bills, he shook them at HI
Diggs. "I sent for you because I wan' Bl
to know where you got thes market' H
bills, and how you happened to pav n:e Kj
with them?" K
Thc wardman went over -the group B
again, and every face helped hlpi to un-
derstand; Delaney's gloating, the fright-7 HI
ened woman's, the clergyman's ques- BH
tlonlng and eager each gave a clue. uH
ajih&v lui uuui uaut. u ma uujjuuii, unu
he said very steadily, but hanging his Bjl
"You've got me, sir, at last. I took l
tho stuff off'm the woman; I had to get
It to pay you that debt I've owed jou
till I was ashamed." Ill
The silence that followed fell like a B
dead thing. It hung in the hot air and
was stifling. Then a laugh broke It, w
the captain's laugh of Joy. Everybody H
but Diggs started as if they wero H
struck and would ran away, not In fear, H
but ln horror. flfl
Suddenly the door opened, and that l
shocked tho circle as if a ghost had 9
appeared. Even tho captain was H
startled to silence, and he turned with
tho rest upon poor, fat Ginn, who was HIM
fixed in his tracks by tho scene. He HI
would have fallen backward upon thc H
stoop had ho not clung to tho open door. H
Tho captain held his eyes. The cap- H
tain, quiet now and steadied, crept to- HHJ
ward the harmless Glnn. McCarthy's
hand went out at the appalled' victim sH
of his rage, his finger pointed in the H
yellow face. H
"Ycy." he shouted, "and you, you fat
"Captain McCarthy," the commission-
er called, commanding. BH
The captain checked, turned in his KM
crouching attitude, and hissed at the n
"I guess I have the eay here now." KH
He laughed again. "I guess I com- HH
mand here now." Then he ceased, his
eye on Delaney. The sergeant had col-
lapsed ln his chair, but he met the cap- MB
tain's look and rose at him, the hatred
all afiro again. H
"Don't I, Mr. Delaney. Mr. ex -Ward-man
Delaney Mr. ex-Sergeant De-
laney? Don't I?" H
The captain whirled on Glnn.
"Don't I, you idiot, you ex-acting
.captain Z" He pushed his flirt-into Glnn'a
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