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"Oh, sure of that, and I've found
out where he's staying. Better wire
"Yes, they'll he sure of him with
The two men proceeded to the
standing desk where the telegraph
blanks were. They were there a long
time. They conversed in low, guard
ed whispers and Mollie noticed con
stantly consulted a written sheet of
paper. Finally they brought the
completed telegram to Mollie at her
"Bridgetown," spoke one of the
men, "How much rush?"
Mollie counted the words. The
message was directed to Barney
Graff, Brown's hotel, Bridgetown.
These were the only words Mollie
could understand. Then sh.e com
prehended the telegram was written
after a secret code. Mollie" told the
men the cost of sending it, proceeded
to rush it and as the money was paid
the two trains going in contrary di
rection that met at Painesville every
evening at that hour arrived and the
men rushed out to catch one or the
other, Mollie did not know which.
In the body of the message two
initials were written, "V. B." Mollie
smiled, for they were those of her
lover. Of course, they did not apply
to him, but they Teminded her of him
that was a pleasure. She sent the
message, being careful to repeat to.
terminus, for the words made no
sense. Then she read a little and did
some crochet work, and then went
out of h8r little den to close the door,
for the night was growing quite
As Mollie started back for her op
erating desk she noticed a stray
sheet of paper lying on the flbor.
Sh" picked it up.
"Why!" she murmured, as she car
ried it to the light, "this Is the same
sheet of paper those men consulted
so much. Yes, this is the key code
to the funny wire which those men
Mollie was glad to have something
to break the monotony. She set
herself to work to compare the tele
gram with the code. First, it was
idle curiosity. Then it became sheer
interest and then alarm! For this
Is what ' the message, translated,
"Barney Graff, Brown's Hotel,
Bridgetown. V. B. .was here. Left
on afternoon train. Is at his regular
hotel at Bridgetown. Get him. He
has the evidence with him and it's do
him right or the pen for the gang."
In a flash quick, intelligent Mollie
comprehended. The two men who
had sent the telegram had arrived at
Painesville too late to find Vernon.
They had inquired about him and
had learned his destination. They
had wired some accomplice to do
what? rob Vernon of the evidence
of their evil doings, and to murder
him oh, that was certain! and Mol
lie was distracted.
What should she d6, what should
she do? How could she warn Ver
non? She did not know the hotel
he usually stopped at Mollie paced
the floor in an agony of apprehension
and distress. She had about made up
her mind to run to the house, half a
mile away and apprise her brother
Herbert of the situation when a sud
den thought came to her.
"The very thing!" she cried and
sprang to the telegraph instrument
Her nimble fingers quivered as she
clicked out the message that might
mean life or death to the man she,
loved, according to the dispatch with
which its mandate was executed:
"Jacob Bull, Chief of Police,
"Arrest at once Vernon Beardsley,
lawyer, staying at principal hotel
in your city. Hold without bail till
advised. Wanted for burglary.
"JOHN CRAWFORD, Marshal.
"D. D. I."
"Then Mollie sped home. She got
her brother to take her place, waited
three hours and caught the midnight
express for Bridgetown.
"I am the daughter of Marshal