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_—— * > ” awe , TT o\? ; ? = ; 7 ~ 2 ie Cf. a > | Pn et cy = ; r= ’ : Tu ~ 4 ot ey ‘, r . > : i Bay J a 5 a 6 ate \ as a. ors. ‘a a: (, ye ae? > site™ : ~ .. — — a ; . foe ': : no * ‘ + o « é ee ao 4 ] 7 é eo ‘ r . . - ° 7 « a 4 ¢ - ., q é . ee el a a> a ; ro » “+ * ~~ ‘ ’ rs r ~ Helighted one of the cigars and strolled over to the Mall, where he sat down under a big tree and smoked all bis cigars. He had not yet spoken to a person who knew him. t ie “He’s killing time,” said Leggett to one of his assist- “Yes: he’s waiting for dark.” Weir At about five o’clock Sanders got up and started toward *Pennsylvania avenue. It was still daylight. He went directly to Savoni’s, the most fashionable res- faurant in Washington. The eyes of the officers were on him every instant. He took a seat in the public room and ordered his din- ner. Leggett made a mental calculation and said : “Fle has ordered more than he can pay for.” Then Sanders called for a quart of wine—$2 more. He seemed to be perfectly careless about the price of things. * Probably has credit here,” said Leggett. ‘“But he has not spoken to anybody. know him,” answered the other officer. “That's so. I don’t understand it. We must watch him very closely.” There was never an instant Curing the meal when one or the other of the officers was not looking at their man. When Sanders had sipped his wine and coffee and lighted his fine imported cigar, his bill amounted to $4.20. Leggett was positive he had had but $1.15 in his pocket. Sanders tapped on his plate with his fork. ‘The colored waiter came. ‘*Check,” said Sanders. The waiter filled out the check and handed it to him. “ Wour-twenty, sah.” Sanders looked at it a moment. The two officers watched him eagerly. Both wondered what he would do. At last Sanders seemed to be satisfied that the check was right. He put his hand into his vest-pocket: took out a bill, and handed it to the waiter. The waiter bowed and hurried desk. ~ ‘Well, I swear!” muttered Leggett. “I'd like to know how he ean get $4.20 out of a one-dollar bill!” Ina moment the waiter returned with a handful of money and counted it out to Sanders: “Hour, twenty—four twenty-five—fifty—five ten—twenty—forty—fifty dollars, sah.” Sanders handed a quarter to the waiter, got up, kicked down his trousers, and walked out with the air of a satis- fied man. “Well!” said Leggett. ‘That beats me.” ‘“Me, too,” echoed his assistant. Where did that fifty-dollar bill come from? That was the question in their minds. °. Nobody seems to | ¢ ‘2 é 2 = — 4 . a e . . ’ . \ . « 4 satiiied » a. —" “a . ak pe, FS , . a . : + Pe es cata | re a BD he ae ohn gion, Wad 402 - . =o ’ *% . . > = a etl : % P rem te ne Sty SP s,. é ' a ; : pany. Lf 2) —~ . — 4 w ~ 64a 4 7 won 4 7 . Th “'s" po 5 SS aces . ve ¥y a o> T. -_ . - - oo , Lad ~~ ipo? ~ oe * | SR A Tree ey A= pls ry em Mae away tothe cashier’s ‘dollarss- CHAPTER II. THIS CASE NEEDS A BETTER MAN. Leggett left his two assistants fo watch Sanders while he hurried awav to report to Mr. Bowton. ——s#Hle found the bank president at home. Mr. Hepperson, ‘the cashier, and Mr. Taylor, his assistant, were there. ieee K “May T see you alone, Mr. Bowton?” Leggett asked. 7 ae You may say anything you wish right here,” said Mr. — -Bowton. ss “ Mtr, Hepperson and Mr. Taylor understand the case as — -wellasI do. Weare working on it together.” ¢ eee pmosnixenonted everything that had been done dur- Ing the day. ; Spi veces When he told that Sanders had paid for his dinner with a fifty-dollar bill, Mr. Bowton and his assistants looked -ateach otherin surprise, | ; ¢ aay , . fy am 4 ‘ Pg +. » » : > : eM E d Mr. Bowton. at >a ee vai i bok . (is e * ¢* + ¥ “ t; ” »% . i ‘ a - - aa - that nm 2” as at can that mean?” ai ‘a > ~ ; st 4 * __ ws eas f vol ‘ : hy ponte OR Rete a Rs r Saheb 4 * ‘ - SP, P 4 € : *,* : ad - i a +, did't .~ P a he SO . . «8 A oe - om a : ‘ . i ° + e NICK GARTER LIBRARY. CS TS GE ER I EE BT ee Ber gee ee “It means that Sanders has got at the hidden money An. eh 2 PTR PR without being seen,” said Mr. Hepperson. ‘Tyr ae “That is impossible,” said Leggett. “He has not been out of our sight for an instant. One of my menexamined __ the place where he sat under the tree on the Mall, and there was certainly no other place where he could bave got the money.” ‘But he got it somewhere,” said Mr. Bowton. ‘Not after he left the prison,” said Leggett: “I'll swear to that.” ‘It is very strange,” said Mr. Bowton. “I have known Warden Rockwell for years, and I am perfectly sure that he would not play us false.” Mr. Bowton told Leggett to continue his watch upon Sanders. “Engage as many men as you require, but don’t let him out of your sight. If he leaves Washington, follow him and report frequently to me by wire.” Leggett left the house. “I haven’t much confidence in these Washington officers,” said Mr. Bowton “T haven’t any,” said Mr. Taylor. ‘‘Like enough they have a perfect understanding with Sanders by this time.” “No; I don’t believe that. I think they are honest, but I don’t think they are smart enough to compete with such a man as Sanders.” | “What do you propose to do?” asked Mr. Hepperson. “Tam going to New York.” “What for?” “To see Nick Carter,” said Mr. Bowton. “We ought to have put the case in his hands in the first place.” ‘*T don’t believe it will do any good. Idon’t think we shall ever get our money.” “Well, if there’s a detective in the world who can. get it for us, Nick Carter is the man.” ‘‘T don’t believe anybody can do it,” said Mr. Taylor. “Well, it is worth the trial.” After Mr. Hepperson and Mr. Taylor had goue, Mr. Bowton sat in his library thinking. Suddenly be jumped up, snatched his hat from the rack, and hurried down to Savoni’s. Mr. Savoni was an old acquaintance and a stockholder in the bank. Mr. Bowton knew he could trust him. : “May I speak confidentially to you?” said Mr. Bowton, as he entered Mr. Savoni’s private office. “Of course you may.” “A man dined here an four ago and paid for his dinner with a fifty-dollar bill. May I see that bill?” Mr. Savoni was about to call his cashier, but Mr. Bow- ton stopped him. “Can't you get the bill yourself? I would rather not have even your cashier know that I wish to see it.” ‘“T can fix that.” Mr. Savoni stepped to the cashier’s desk. “How much cashjhave you in the arawer?” he asked. The cashier began to count It There was but one fifty-dollar bill. Mr. Savoni took it and looked at it critically, as if he doubted whether it was good. “J think it is all right,” said the cashier. * Where did you get it?” “A stranger just paid if in.” BRiy “T ruess it is good,” said Mr. Savoni, putting the bill into his pocket. ‘Charge it to me.” In the private office Mr. Bowton looked closely at the bill. It was an old one. “Are you sure this is the one?” “Tt was the only one in the drawer.” “Will you sell it to me, Mr, Savont Me “ Certainly.” | r. Bowton bought he next morning Leggett called before Mr. Bowton break fasted. ae He had nothing of importance to report. . Sanders had taker a cheap room at the Amer! and had gone to bed early. He had not left until long after daylight. ; Mr. Bowton took the first train ‘ hs . *- ‘ * . | the bill and took it away with him. . "#45 A ¥ é ee ‘ he OP 4 «, 7 ’ 4 OV oe 7 7 4 ." . :?> 4 i Ste dare.” te. for New York, and that | t o* Sey am » i Ae | a y, cs : - " ‘ a “> | Z ~ .* 7 os * t . ! s " 4 , \ “ee _— o- : => a? - 1 ‘ “ ne 8 et ok al Pcs ai” ja Wy ie o% * : A? Ys MS) bt . ‘al ye > BES WH Ba eo Dt Vag TG bes asad oO Seen? Ne ot, ) ee ne apy © 4 oe gee SR ety Wek Se Wee. he eh. ras th" ee ae Se ae Te oe eee we EE = Ava WGC ae fas es 4 am 5 re .'% « ! : re RY he PP “ SaaS om oe ; ‘ | | 3 4 hi