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William m .
Johnston :w Ir WMyW
"It looks like you were guilty from
renlding the morning papers," he an
sweredl with a grin. "But I don't be
lieve all I read. They've made out a
strong case against you, though."
"I didn't do it!" I cried passion
"If you didn't. who slid?"
"It must have been Mr. Wick."
"There you go. Jump)ing at conclus
Ions. Why not Claire Bradford?"
"Why do you mention her? Do you i
"If she didn't do it, why did she
c(',,me down here to see you?"
"'low did you know she was here?"
"I was watching you all the time
you wede talking to her."
"But' how did you know who she
"I saw the otlher one this morning.
They look alike."
"But how did you know which sister
"You didn't seem to get along well
enough in your talk for it to be IBar
bara." he answered with another grin.
It had not been my intention to re
veal even to him Claire Bradford's
second visit to my apartment, but I
saw how foolish it would be of me to
attempt to deceive or to withhold any
information from such a shrewd ob
Without reserve and with the ut
most detail I proceeded to relate ev
erything that had happened since I
had seen him the afternoon before.
I told of my discovery of the secret
panel In my room and of the blind
passageway into which it apparently
led, ,,f Barbara's having made the
perilous journey over the window ledge
to inspect my find, of the screams we
had heard, followed by the shot, of
how Barbara had fled back by the way
she came, and I had run downstairs
and with Wick had discovered the
body. I told him every detail so far
as I could remember it, winding up
with my catching Claire Bradford leav
ing myn apartment, just before my ar
rest and the finding of the revolver.
"You don't think the detectives
themselves planted the gun on you?"
he asked. "I've heard of them doing
things like that."
lie spoke with such an air of inno
cence that I had to smile. I doubt If
there were many tricks of detectives
that Gorman (lid not know all about.
"They had no opportunity whatever.
Neither of them had been near the
dresser before, and I was watching
them every moment."
"Well, who did hide the revolver
there, if they didn't?"
"I don't know."
"Couldn't Wick have done It?"
"I was with him every moment after
we discovered the body."
"M.laybe it was Claire Bradford?"
I shook my head.
"I thought at first it might have
been she, but I'm convinced since talk
Ing with her that it was not. She's
either entirely innocent or else the
most wonderful actress in the world."
"I think we can leave her out of it,"
"That leaves only Wick."
Georman shook his head positively.
"No, Wick didn't do it. He's a 'bad
one all right, and he has done time,
but he's only a tool."
"Wick hgs done time!" I exclaimed.
"How did you find that out? What
have you learned about him?"
Gorman grinned at my eager ques
"I don't know much about him yet,
but I'm sure he's an ex-con. While
you were in court this morning," he
explained, "I went up to the Grand
deck to take a look at things for my
self. Wick showed me through the
Lutan apartment, thinking I was from
the coroner's office. I spotted him ati
om.c·. A crook that has done time
is lliuays sure to give hlmself away."
"Hlow?" I asked.
"W'ell," said Gorman judicially,
"mnca's businesses leave their marks
on them. A clergyman don't have to
ile wearing a high vest for you to spot
himi. and nobody ever took a dancing
tellcher for a pugilist. A man that has
l;ooked at as manyl crooks as I have
knows themn by instinct, and then
ithere's little w.ays you can tell. As
I was going up to the apartment with
'Wick he Just naturally fell into step
with me, showing he had been used to
tmarching with other prisoners. He
talks, too, without moving his lips.
That's a sure sign. They learn that
in prison so they can talk without
the guards knowing it."
"'l'hat's so," I cried. "It struck me
that there was something funny about
the way Wick talked, but I couldn't
have told just what it was."
"\'ick's a crook, all right, "but I
think hIe comes from somewhere up
satae or maybe out West, but he
hasn't intelligence enough to be any
- thinu more than a runner for the
"\Well, 'what's your theory?" 1 asked.
"If Vick didn't murd'er Miss Lutan,.
* who dlil?"
"I don't know yet. Wick ain't bil:
enough. Big jobs take big men to
plan them. This whole thing is a
big affair, carefully planned out. It
takes more brains than Wick ever
dreamed of having to plant anony
mous notes and terrify people nearly
out of their senses with mysterious
whispers and then to steal the Brad
ford papers and the Gaston pearls and
then n hen things get hot to have you
already framed as the goat to blame
"Then you think my discharge fromnt
the office was part of the plot?'
"Sure It wa.. You batted In on
thelir bltamall lans, and they want-.
ed to get square with you, and a young
fellow out of work and discharged In
disgrace is always an easy mark for
"And was it part of the plot to
blame Miss Lutan's murder on me?'
"I don't think so. The Lutan our
der was an accident. Even the big
gest crooks seldom deliberately plan
murder. They're all afraid of the
chair. She cawue in and surprised
some one of the gang in the apart
ment. He had to shoot her to make
his getaway. It was quick thinking
on somebody's part after the murder
to plant that gun in your rooms. That
sort of scheming takes brains, and
Wick hasn't got theta."
"Who was it, then?"
"We've got to find," said Georman,
speaking slowly and with emphasis,
"the big crook that is back of all this
"The master-mind," I echoed.
"Yes," he said, "there's a big crook
ed brain somewhere that has been di
recting the whole plot, and planning
the actions of Wick and of the tele
phone girl, and maybe of Claire Brad
"I wonder if it could he her ex.-hus
hand. She told me, though, a few
moments ago, that she had not heard
of him for years, and she seemed to
me to be telling the truth."
"I don't think it was him," said
Gorman. "He was only a chauffeur.
If he's in it at all, he's only one of the
gang. lie's not the master-mind."
"I hope we can keep the Bradfords
out of It altogether," I said. "You
"I understand," he Interrupted. "I
know how the land lies. You need
not worry about that. If Claire Brad
ford had any part in the plot, you
can bet she was forced into it and
driven to do what she did. Have you
seen her sister?"
"No, and I hope she'll make no ef
fort to see me. She mustn't. You'll
see her, won't you?"
"Leave it to me," said the detective.
"I'll manage. to reach her without
even her own family knowing any
thing about it. I'll make her under
stand that if she tries to see you or
says anything, she'll only be damag
idg your case. Don't worry about
"There's one thing, though," I said,
"that I wish you could do."
"Can you find some way of getting
to the Gaston apartment and explor
ing that secret passage and see where
He turned savagely on me.
"Say, young fellow," he said, "if I
didn't know that you were innocent,
I'd swear that you were a dope fiend
with this tale of a secret passage.
You've been reading too many thrill
ers or going to the movies too much.
They don't have secret passages in
modern apartment houses. You bet
ter keep quiet about that. You can't
get anybody to believe you, and you'll
only hurt your case."
"But I know there's a passageway
there-along the hall. I found the
opening, a panel in my bedroom.
There's a place there big enough for
a man to walk in. I saw it."
He looked at me pityingly, and I
could see that he did not believe a
word I was saying.
"All right, there's a passage there,
and we'll leave it there. A young fel
low in love is apt to imagine all sorts
I saw there was no use in my insist
ing fui-ther about the passageway.
His mind was stubbornly made up
"We've Got to Fmna t;e Crook That is
Back of All This-the Master Mind."
that it could not exist. He was the
only friend I had in all the great city,
and I must leave it to him to work
the thing out in his own way.
"What about a lawyer?" I asked.
"Didn't the court assign you one?"
"Yes, but he took it for granted that
I was guilty, so I got rid of him."
"Well. there ain't much a lawyer
could do yet. I'll dig up one when
we need him. Bail is not possible in
a murder case, so there is nothing for
you to do but to sit tight and take it
as easy as you can. By the way, have
you heard anything from old Gaston
since you were arrested?"
"Not a word," I answered. "I have
not the least idea where he is or how
to reach him."
"Humph, that's funny," said GorF
man abstracfedly. "Good-by, nIl see
you again tomorrow."
He pounded on the cell door, and a
guard released him, leaving me alone
to ponder over my plight, and espe
dially over his last question. What
had he meant by It?
Where was old Rufus Gaston?
Once more suspicion of my aged
relative shot through my brain. Was
it pssible triht his was the muster
mind behind all this plotting? (or
ntman had insisted that the arch crim
inal behind Wick and the others must
be some man of intellect. My great
uncle Rufus had brain l (Out of a
clear sky he had sunmioned me to live
in the Graltddeck and then had mys
teriously disaplpeared. Certainly he
had had opportunities for knowing
Wick and thei telephone girl. Bar
barn had recalled once having heard
her father sp5leak of him In disparag
ing terms. Had it been he who was
plotting against the Bradfords and
had brought me Into the case as a
Was old Rufus Gaston the master
mind? Where was he?
'Fortunately for 1ite, there had re
cently been a wave of public criticism
of the courts for the long delays in
bringing criminal cases to trial, and
the district attorney was moving with
all celerity to bring my case to a con
clusion. An indictment against me
for the murder of Daisy Lutan had
been quickly found and the date had
been already set for the trial-one
week hence--so that the period of my
incarceration and doubt as to my ulti
mate fate seemed likely to be very
Utterly absurd as the situation was.
accused of murdering a wor}ian whom
I never had seen and hardly had
heard of until I saw her lying dead In
her apartments, conscious as I was of
my entlrb Innocence in the matter,
still, as in the solitude of my cell I
reviewed the case, I found myself fac
ing the ordeal of a trial for murder
with considerable apprehension.
Circumstances certainly looked
much against me. There was abso
lutely no way in which I could refute
the testimony of the two detectives
that they had found the revolver wifh
one chamber discharged in the drawer
of my dresser. I myself had seen
them find it. While Gthntan still held
that there was a possibility that they
themselves had put it there, I knew
that neither of them had been near
the dresser after I had admitted them
to my rooms. The only person whom
I had the slightest ground for sus
pecting was Claire Bradford, yet what
motive could she have had?
Wick undoubtedlly would testify
that he had met Ie at the door of the
Lutan apartment directly after lie had
heard the shot. He might say that I
appeared to be greatly excited. This
would be the exact truth. There was
even the possibility that he amight
swear that he had found me coming
out of Miss Lutan's apartment. Even
if he did not make the statement di
rect, shrewd questioning on the part
of the district attorney could easily
make it appear that I had just left
the Lutan apartment. How could we
possibly controvert his testimony?
Then, in addition, there were the
damaging statements that would be
offered by Nellie Kelly. She would
swear that the evening before I had
taken her out to dinner and had been
questioning her about the other ten
ants In the house. Even though we
knew that she was a tool of Wick and
was the wife of Lefty Moore, the bur
glar, unless German was able to dis
cover that she herself had a criminal
record, It seemed utterly hopeless to
attempt to confute her statementsi
It would also militate against me
that at the time of the murder I was
out of a job and almost without funds.
They were likely, too, to bring out the
fact that I had been discreditably
discharged from the only position I
had held in New York. The only man
who knew anything about the matter,
Mr. Wood, the head of the- firm, had
been suddenly called to France in con
nection with an order for munitions,
and was not expected to return for
several months. The fact would
weigh against me, too, that I would
be unable to offer the testimony of
any character witnesses. Birge and
Roller, my classmates with whom I had
roomed ever since I had come to New
York, were "somewhere in France"
with the American troops and could
not possibly aid ale.
Ah of this was pointed out to me
by John McGregor, a young attorney
whom Gorman had employed for me.
While German and I had, I think, suc
ceeded in convincing him of my Inno
cence, the fact that he was continu
ally citing the difficulties In the way
of our proving it made me realize
that he was very .dubious as to the
The trouble was that we were abso
lItely without witnesses. Old Rufus
G(aston's whereabouts still remained
a mystery. If we could discover'him
in time, we could at least explain sat
isfactorily my presence in the Grand
deck and could establish that I wa.,
not the homeless. penniless vagrant
they would try to prove me. The
longer old Rufus remained in hiding,
tilhe stronger beciame my suspicion
that htie might be in some way Involved
in the plot. His action in keeping his
address a secret from me seemed to
have been with deliberate intent.
After some discus.dlon Gorman and
I had agreed not to mention either of
the Bradford girls.
"If one word about either of them
slips out in court." said Gormuan,
"they'll be in for it. The papers will'
jump to it and print their pictures
and all that. We'd better leave them
out of it."
With this I heartily concurred. I
was determined that Barbara Brad
ford must be in no way Involved,
come what may. I knew that she her
self would be apt to be restrained
from attempting to communicate with
me by the fact that her sister's mar
riage was set for the day after to
morrow. Her loyalty to her family
was such that she would not risk scan
dal by trying to aid me, at least not
until her sister was married and the
future for Claire and her mother as-.
Two small rays of sunshine light
ened the gloom of my cell-the fact
that the newspaper mention of the
tr-agedy seemed thus far to have es
caped my mother's notice and the
fact that Barbara still believed in my
Innoceance and trusted me absolutely.
A day or two after my arrest GormlD
had managlllllied to see her and had t(ild
her that it was Iny wish that she
keep entiirely quiet her knowledto of
the affnir and that she should make
no alteptii whatever to mllnicnate
with tae while [ was in prison. lhe
lhad brought buack with him ai hastily
penciled note' which oftel ill lily ell
I read and re-rwll:
"llear Mr. Nelson:
"l'i so sorry to hear of your trou
ble and the absurd ciharges against
you. I'll do whaltever yotu wish. of
cour'se. I ltrust you absolutely. if
anything I can tell will aid you at any
time. I amt ready to speak--cost w\hat
it muay. I know you arei innocent and
mlust ooin be freed. IHopting to see,
"\Wilh all confidence.
Each timeiii I read anew the penciled
lines, my he:rt rejoiced. ('ome what
imay, I felt sure lthat Barbura's heart
was niiin. I joyed to know that comne
out. ot' prison to her though I migltt,
she woultl be glad to see me. Joyful
ly would I have gone to the electric
chair rathler than have her fair iname
itn the least smiirchlied bIy scandal In
trying to defend nime. She alone could
prove an alibi for hme, but no one
must ever know it.
What would a scandal-loving world
say if the fact became public that
she had been alone with me in my
apartment near midnight? If only by
Each Time I Read Anew the Penciled
Lines My Heart Rejoiced.
the suaerifice of her good name could
I go free. then let tme stay in my cell.
Let ume even go to the electric chair.
I would not have my life at the loss
of my beloved's reputation.
One other thing I had kept from my
lawyer-nmy discovery of the passage
way between the walls in my great
uncle's apartment. If I could not get
Gorman to believe in this secret pass
age, which I was convinced had some
connection with the mysteries and the
whisperings at the Granddeck, there
was little likelihood that McGregor
would believe my tale either. Given
one single hour In my quarters at the
Granddeck and I would have disc,,v
ered whither it led and who used it.
butonce a man is charged with mur
der, his hands are tied. It was fu
tile for me to mention it again, even
to the detective or to my lawyer, until
such time as I could show it to them
and convince them that I knew what
I was talking about.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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