Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 235, 19 August 1916 — Page 8

4 PAGE TEN THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, SATURDAY; AUG. 19, 1916

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Bv Wm. J. Burns. and Isabel Ostrander

A Real Detective Story by " the World's Qreatetr Detective. . A Fascinating Love Story Interwoven with the Tangled Threads of Mystery. Copyright, 191, W. J. Watt Company. Newspaper rights by International News Service

Pennold hunched over the table, and continued eagerly: "Mame kept him clean an' fed, an' we sent him to public school, just like any other kid. But it wasn't no use. He had it In him to go wrong, without the wit to get away with it. He was caught pinchin' lead piping when he was sixteen, an' sent , to Elmlra for three years. Them three years was his finish. When he came out he'd had what you'd call a graduate course in every form of crookedness under the sun, from fellers harder an' cleverer than he'd ever thought of bein', an' he was bitter besides, an' desperate. There wasn't no chance for him then, an' he just drifted on down the line. I never heard of him turnin' a real trick himself, an' he never got caught at nothin' again, but he chummed in with the gang, an' he always seemed

to have coin enough. I ain't seen him In morn'n a year. The last I heard of him, he was workin' as a stool-pigeon an' snitcher for the worBt scoundrel of the lot." "Who was that?" asked Morrow. Pennold hesitated and then replied with dogged reluctance. 'I dunno what that's got to do with it, but the feller's name is Paddington, an he's the worst kind of a crook a 'tec gone wrong. At least, that's what they say about him, but I ain't got nothin' on him; I don't believe I ever seen the man, that I know of. He's worked on a lot of shady cases; I know that much, an' he's clever. More'n a dozen crooks are floatlh' around town that would be up the river if he told what he knew about 'em; so naturally, he owns 'em, body an' soul. Not that Charley's one that'd

go up he's only in it for the coin but I'd rather see him get pinched an' do time for pullin' off somethin' on his own account, than runnin' around doin' dirty work for a man who ain't in his father's class, or mine. He's a disgrace; that's what Charley is a plain disgrace." Pennold's voice rang out in highly virtuous indignation. Morrow forbore to smile at the oblique moral viewpoint of the old crook. "What does he look like?" he asked. "Short and slim, isn't he, with a small dark mustache?" " "That's him!" ejaculated Pennold disgustedly. "Dresses like a dude, an' chases after a bunch of skirts! Spreads himself like a ward politician when he gets a chance! He's my nephew, all right, buj as long as he won't run straight, same as I'm doin'

now, I'd rather he'd crack a crib than play errand boy for a man I wouldn't trust on look-out!" "Where does Charley live?" asked Morrow. "How should I know? He hangs out at Lafferty's saloon, down on Sand street, when he ain't off on some steer or other leastways he used to." Morrow folded the warrant slowly, in the pause which ensued, and returned it to his pocked while the couple watched him tensely. All right, Pennold," he said, at last "I guess I won't have to use thia now. If you've been square, an' told me all you know, you won't be bothered about that matter of the Mortimer Chase silver plate. If you've kept anything back, Blaine will find it out, and then it's good-night to you." "I ain't!" returned Pennold, with

tremendous eagerness. 'I've told you everything you asked, an' I don't savvy what" you're gettin' at, anyway. If you're tryin' to mix Jimmy Brunei! up in any new case you're dead wrong; he's out of the game for good. As for Charley, he wouldn't know enough to pick up a pocket-book if he saw on lyin' on the sidewalk, unless he was told to!" "Well, I may as well warn both of you that you're watched, and if you try to make a get-away, you'll be taken up and it won't be on suspicion, either. Play fair with Blaine, and he'll be square with you, but don't try to put anything over on him, or it'll be the worse for you. It can't be done." Morrow closed the door behind him, leaving the couple as they had been throughout the interview the woman erect and stony of face, the man miserable and shaken, crouched dejectedly over the table. But scarcely had he descended the steps of the ramshackle little porch when the voice of Mame Pennold reached him, pitched in a shrill key of emotional exultation. "Oh, Wally, Wally! Thank God you ain't a snitcher! Thank God you didn't tell!" The voice ceased suddenly, as if a

hand had been laid across her lips, and after a moment's hesitation,MorroW swung "6frd7own"lh'epaln, conscious of at 'least one pair of eyes watching him from behind the soiled curtains of the front room. What had the woman meant? Pennold obviously had kept something back, but was it of sufficient importance to warrant his returning and forcing a confession? Whether it concerned Brunell or their nephew Charley mattered little,, at the moment. He had achieved the object of his visit; he knew that Pennold himself had no connection with the Lawton forgeries, nor knowledge of them, and at the same time he had learned of Charley's affiliation with Paddington. The couple back there in the little house could tell him scarcely more which would aid him in his investigation, but the dapper, viciously weak young stool-pigeon, if he could be located at once, might be made to disclose enough to place Paddington definitely within the grasp of the law. Guy Morrow boarded a Sand Street car, and behind the sporting page of a newspaper he kept a sharp lookout for Lafferty's saloon. He came to it at last a dingy, down-at-heel resort, with much faded gilt-work over the door, and fly-specked posters of the

latest social function of t"h district's political club showing dimly behind Its unwashed windows. " He rode a ; block beyond then, alighting; turned back and entered the bar. It was deserted at that hour of the morning, save for a disconsolatelooking individual who leaned upon one ragged elbow, gazing mournfully into bis empty whisky glass at the end of the narrow, varnished counter. The bartender emerged from a door leading into the back, room, with a tall, empty glass in his hand, and Morrow asked for a beer. As he stood sipping it, he watched the bartender replenish the empty unwashed glass he had carried with a generous drink of doubtful looking absinthe and a squirt from a syphon. "Bum drink on a cold morning," he observed tentatively. "Have a whisky straight, on me" "I will that!" the bartender returned heartily.. ''This green-eyed fairy, stuff ain't for me; it's for a dame. in the back room one of the regulars. She's been hittin' it up all the morning, but it don't seem to affect her funny, too, for she ain't a boozer, as a general thing. Her guy's gone back on her, an' she's sore. I'll be with you in a minute." To Be Continued.

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