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CHAPTER XIV.
TOM PURSUES A CLEW WITH SUCCESS. •HEN Tom Bryan 1 brook's office he a re
Broadway planning his day's work. "By George!" lie cried. slapping is a stopping short, to amusement of passersby "that
Is an idea, to be I'll be hanged if I don't try it.'' Now the idea which had struck Tom with so much force grew out of the fact that he had been bothered to know how he could identify his man, after he had found where a suit of clothes of the kind of cloth'a sample of which he had in his pocket had been purchased. While revolving many schemes in his mind, he had seen in the windows of a store a number of photographic cameras for the use of amateurs.
The thought flashed over his mind that he could have a picture taken of Fountain, unknown to that gentleman.
Tom had a friend engaged as a leader •writer on the paper on which he was employed, who had been greatly taken by the amateur photographic craze, and who had become quite proficient in making instantaneous pictures.
Fired with this idea Tom pushed his way rapidly to Printing House square, and, dropping into a place which was at once an eating house and a beer saloon, and where ho was in the habit of meeting his Shadow, summoned a messenger whom he sent to his friend requesting to see him immediately.
He looked about for his Shadow. He was there, doeply interested in the study of the various advertisements of the railroad lines hanging on the walls, with a sandwich in ono hand, a mug of beer in the other, and ono eye on Tom.
Seeing Tom nod to him, he walked over. "Well," said Tom, "what news?" "dur man"—it was one of the peculiarities of the Shadow that he never mentioned a name unless directly asked for it^~"Our man had a father once, but he has boen dead almost'Hi many years as our man has lived." "In other words," said Tom, "the father died when the son was yavne." "When he was a baby not two years old." "Who brought him up?" "His mother. She lived with him up in Putnam county, coming here into the city in the winter. She lived very quiet, never went out anywhere, brought the boy up well, 'eddioated' him and then died, just after he was of age. Ever since ho has lived as we know him. She left him a little property. Guess from all I can hear he has about lived it up." "How did he get into this swell set?" "Don't know, but I guess through his schoolmates." "Probably. Well, it isn't much, and what there is makes him all the more mysterious."
At this moment his friend came. "Hello, old boy," cried Tom, have a beer? No? In a hurry, hey? Ilow soon will you be off?" "In about three hours," was the reply. "See here, old fellow, I want you to do mo a favor. I want the picture of a man taken on the sly."
His friend was delighted to do it would do it that very day if he could find the person.
Tom called the Shadow up and told him to take the gentleman to the most likely place where Fountain could be found and taken unobserved. "If you don't take him today take him to-morrow."
He then hurried off. As he turned into Chatham street he thought that he would not lose time by trying the stores in that thoroughfare, for it would be quite unlikely that his man would com* so far down town as Chatham street "The Bowcrv. and the upper part of it li mv field," he said aloud,andwiththese words he turned, crossed the street, and climbed up to the elevated railroad station.
Arriving at the Houston Street station he descended to the street Standing a moment, he said: Til work up to Cooper Institute on this side and then down on the other."
He put his project into effect at once. It is no purpose of our story to tell in detail his search. Suffice it to say, his experiences were commonplace, consisting of entering a stofe, producing the slip of cloth and asking if they had a suit of clothes of that material. When urged to buy others equally as good and of the same quality—as he invariably was—his answer was that he wanted the suit as a sort of uniform.
Wearily he traversed both sides of the thoroughfare between Houston street and the Cooper institute, and, indeed all that part of the Bowery on the east ride as far down as Chatham square.
About half way up on the west side he entered a store and preferred his request as usual.
The clerk waiting on him examined tiie piece carefally "No," he said, "we have no cloth of that kind, but," and he hesitated, much to Tom's impatience. "I think if y?u
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will go down into Fulton street you will find it A dealer bought all there was in the market of this kind. I have a brother employed there, and if I am not mistaken "this is the kind of cloth."
Tom took the address and the name of the man's brother. Arriving at this store he inquired for the clerk whose name he had obtained fcje produced his piece of cloth and asked to look at the suits.
The clerk smiled and said: "Another of the U, S. T.'8, hey?" Tom did not know what the U. S. T.'s were, but he assented.
The clerk was very chatty. As he laid out the suits he said: "We laughed when the 'boss' bought all there was of this cloth in the market, and thought he would make a mess of it but he knew what he was about, after all" "Evidently," said Tom, encouragingly. "Let me get your waist measure. Yes, these pants will fit you.
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day we got them on the counter your committee came in, looked over the stock and lit on this lot 'They'll be just the thing for our clam bake,' said they." "Oh, it's a clam bake I am going on. is it?" thought Tom. "Let me take your chest measure. Here's the coat. You will have a fine day to-morrow from the looks of today."
Tom assented. "They gave an order for a hundred suits right down. Since then twenty-eight have come in. You make the twentyninth. I suppose there'll be more in before we close to-night—that is, if you have got more than one hundred and twenty-nine members. We will work the stock off pretty well."
Tom now had a basis for proceeding and tried to stop the flow of talk. "Have you sold the same clothes to any one else?" "Just one
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long to the U. S. T.'s." Tom brightened up. "We ought to get on to him and make him go with us." "That's what you ought to do." "Can you recollect the sort of fellow he was?" "Well, sir, that's pretty hard to do." "By thunder! I'll bet I know who it is. Tall fellow, slim, dark haired, dark eyes, handsome, swellish—kind o' a dudish fellow." '•Well, that does kind o' answer to him.." "Yes, by thunder! That's just like his pranks. See here, did he get a suit a size too large for him and didn't buy.the vest?" "Well, no, I can't recollect that, and I don't think—I know we sold a vest with every suit. You see it would cost the same whether they took the vest or not." "If he was up to the game I think he was, it wouldn't make any difference about the price. I say, would you recollect his face if you saw a photograph of him?" "I think it likely, sir." "What day did you sell it to him, can you recollect?" "I can tell by looking at the sales slips I always keep the slips." "Do, please."
The clerk went off and returned with a handful of papers. Looking them over he finally extracted one. "It was on the 12th, in the afternoon." "Five days before the murder." thought Tom.
Aloud ho Baid: "Thank you. I am on to him. Please send these clothes to No. 1,100 East Thirty-first street. I'll pay you for them now." "This is such a good day's work," said he, when out on the street, "I think I will dine well and at the expense of the paper."
CHAPTER XV
THR SHADOW OVERHEARS SOMETHING OP INTEREST.
HERE is in Varick street, the precise location of which it is by no means necessary to specify, a row of old fashioned, to houses. In one of these houses, on the
morning following the day Holbrook had been surprised by his three widely separated visitors bent on the same errand. there occurred a scene which greatly excited the interest, no less than the curiosity, of the Shadow, who occupied the back room of the second floor of the house in question.
On this particular morning, because he had been out the greater part of the previous night, and because Tom had informed him that he would not require his services until the afternoon, he had slept late.
Hie occupant of the adjoining room, that is to say, the front room, was an old man, nearly if not quite seventy years old. Who he was, or what his beiongings were, had long since ceased to be of interest to anybody,, in the neigh
borhood. He was accepted as a fact of the locality, just as the corner grocery and the hydrant were.
He was rarely quite sober, and when he was, it was early in the morning before he tiad had time?®) make an early visit to the rtim mill of which he was the most frequent customer.
It had.become a settled fact that he was a man of property, for he had always enough money to buy drink and pay his board bilL From time to time he sallied forth from the street, and when he returned it was known that he was flush, and so the neighborhood had ome to believe implicitly that these occasional excursions were for the purpose of collecting his rents and receiving his interest.
From his life long habit of spying on people, the Shadow had kept an eye on aim. .v*. vk'*
Between the front and back rooms nere was a space divided into closets One was entered through a door from ihe front room and the other from the back room.
The Shadow had long ago discovered hat there had been, once upon a time, in opening in the partition which divided the closets, doubtless for the purpose of ventilation. When the closets had been papered this opening had been covered up.
By standing on his trunk in the closet he could bring his head on a level with this opening, concealed only by the thin paper. If the door between the front room and the closet were open anything said in an ordinary tone of voice could be distinctly heard.
The Shadow had broken a hole into the wall which separated the front room from his closet, on his side. And once, when the opportunity had presented itself, he had slipped into the front room unseen and made a hole corresponding on the other side so deftly that it appeared as if.it had been made by a violent pushing of a chair against it.
By this means he could frequently determine who were in that room. When he was awakened on this particular morning by a noise apparently caused by the overturning of a chair, he sprang out of his bed as if he had received a shock.
That he should go into the closet and place himself at the point of observation was due only to his invariable habit of spying.
He saw the occupant of the room sitting with his back to him at a table in the center, while on the opposite side was George Parker, the attorney. "Ah," said the Shadow, "here's mischief. 1 never knew that old scamp of a lawyer in anything that was not mischief.
He climbed to the top of the trunk and listened. "T All he heard for a moment was the scratching of a pen as it was driven rapidly over paper.
Finally he heard Parker's voice. 1 "Now see here, Preston, I have carefully written this story down, and you must familiarize yourself with it." "How much is true and how much false?" "It doesn't make any difference how much is true or falae this story" (slapping the papers) "has got to be the £ue one. Now. I want you to etudy ove*4t,i and I will come again and again And talk with you until you get it pat." "Well, I'll try it." "If you would stop drinking and get the rum out of your sodden old brain you would get it all right enough You used to be sharp enough, in all conscience sake." "Am as sharp now as I ever was, only I can't recollect as I used to. That's because Fm getting old." "It's because you are getting your skin full of whisky every day. Now, see here. You area brother of Charles Preston." "Of course I am, or why did he give me money for fifteen years?" "What's the use of our arguing that point? It makes no difference between us whether it was because you were his brother, which he denied, or because you had a secret of his worth paying for. For all we want, you are." "Well, I was, I tell you." "Never mind we can establish, by putting your papers and my papers together, that Charles Pierson was an assumed name the reason why he changed it that you ere his brother: that he had no relations other than you, and no descendants and establishing these facts we can take his property. Now, I don't dare take the first step before the surrogate until I have seen you have got the story so straight you won't stumble when you go on the stand, 'j "Oh, Til get it, don't you fear." "Well, I do fear. Then there is the story of your own life, I have written that, too."
Parker laughed an ugly laugh. "It was a tough job to reconstruct the twenty years of your life you spent between four stone walls." "Hush," said the other old man, "for heaven's sake don't talk of that." "Well, you served your time out they can't take you for it again. It was a rocky path that of your life, old man, and I have smoothed it very ingeniously."
Keep quiet!" cried the old man, with an oath, "or Fll kick the whole thing overboard."
This threat had a subduing effect upon Parker. 'Well, don't get huffy," be said "Fll be quiet. But you must be pat with it when you're called upon for it I don't ihilk you will be, for I doubt if there xrill be a contestant. But the lawyer whom I slm.ll employ may want to know four story." "Why don't you do it yourself? You ire a lawyer." "There are certain circumstances conaected with my professional career tvhich make it advisable for me to keep ait of court. But I can't idle here. I've got a great de&l to do today. Here an *mie papers I want you to sign." •What are they?*
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'The agreements and contracts of transfer to me of one-half of the property when you get it.*
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"Well, I am entitled to the whole." "Of course you are, you old ass but If you don't give me half you won't have any part of it Sign, or you won't get a smell of it and besides. Til stop your allowance."
This was a dire threat, and meant a stoppage of liquor, so he signed with a trembling handi-
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"James Preston." "Now. wait a moment." said Parker. He went to the window and beckoned to a man who stood upon the opposite side of the street.
In a moment more the person entered the room. "You area notary public 1 want you to verify these signatures."
It was a ceremony soon accomplished, and Parker, placing the papers in his pocket, went off, after leaving a ten dollar bill with the old man Preston.
The Shadow remained long enough at his |)ost to hear Preston say: "Weil, there's something crooked about this, but I don't know what. Anyhow. I know 1 am the brother of the man they call Charles Pierson. 1 can't figure it out. but 1 can go and get a |nnk."
As the old man went out. the Shadow ttepped down lightly and passed into his room. "I don't know that the matter has any be a in on ha he os ha in hand. I guess not But 1 will tell him anyhow."
When he did tell Tom. that astute young gentleman said: "No, 1 do not believe it has any immediate bearing on our matter. It has this effect, however, and that is, that we won't worry much about Parker's participation in the matter, for he is not pursuing the line we. are and has no connection with it. What he is in for is clear enough. He will make a blunder of it, for he don't know it- all, and he'll get in a mess before he is aware of it. I'll drop a hint to the surrogate to go slow on any application made on behalf of James Preston. But, I say, old Parker may be a valuable man to follow up on the line of Pierson. He evidently knows more about him than we do. It will be worth while to cultivate him when we get the chance, but just now there are other things to be done."
.« CHAPTER XVL CUPID THIS TIME FLUTTERS HIS WINGS. S th6 time drew near visit the
Templetdns, Holbrook found that he had regarded this visit with greater interest and emotion than he had been really conscious of.
Such had been the excitements of the two previous days that he had given him
self to little sedate or profound thought. Events had occurred with such rapidity and close succession that life was really whirling with him.
It was only as he drew near the hotel where the mother and daughter were stayifig that he realized that, after all, the one thing which seemed important to him above all others was this visit.
Why, he was at a loss to tell, and it was with something of a shock that he was compelled to confess to himself that above all and through all the beautiful face of Annie Templeton had been before him-constantly.
Men will deceive themselves, just as Holbrook did, when he answered his own awakening by saying: "Her face haunts me as a beautiful picture I sometimes see will linger with me for days."
The ladies met him in the public parlor of the hotel. They welcomed him as a highly prized friend, and the trust with which they fairly threw themselves upon him was very pleasant.
They had waited for him anxiously, and they were deeply interested in the smallest detail of the business he had undertaken for them. They hung upon his words as if he were to bring them salvation. "My first step," he said, "wilj be to take out letters of administration for Mrs. Templeton, and this done we can take possession of all your brother's affairs."
He explained to them that the proceedings were likely to be long delayed and vexatious, and it was not long before he found himself installed not only as legal counsel, but as adviser upon all points in family matters.
It was very agreeable to him, to be the recipient of all the little confidences as to family details, cost of living, the ways and means and he, who for twelve years had lived a bachelor life, found domestic considerations highly interesting, especially when presided over by a beautiful girl who paid special deference to his own wisdom.
It was agreed that they should return to their home in Plainfield the following day, and set it in order for a prolonged absence.
While they were gone he was to obtain for them apartments, where they would beat less expense than a hotel and secure greater comforts,
He did not tell them of the suspicions, entertained by Tom Bryan and himself, for, in truth, be would have found it difficult to have presented them in an intelligible manner, if he bad thought it wise to arouse hopes he was not certain ef realizing.
Touching the murder, he informed ibem that a serin of inquiries had been nstituted, but that as yet it was imposdble to say anything as to the result finally he drew away from the subject in which the two ladies were so ouch interested, and directed their Iboughta to other channtAa. Thus he iniuced them to lay aside their sorrows for a time, until the hoars 'passed so rapidly that the clock pointed 11 before he iras aware it was so late.
He was more and more pfewsilSl with She character of Annie Templeton, her Irtlessness and sincerity and bar chairms •a mind and temper.
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