He is of Irish extraction--is cultured--very courteous in his manner and speech--dresses well--and knows a lot about books and authors and such things." "I would surely know him from that description," said Auntie Sue, thinking of the wretched creature who had fallen, sobbing, at her feet so short a time before.

"But, you do not make him seem like a criminal at all.

It is strange that a man such as you describe should be a fugitive from the law, is it not ?" "We come in contact with many strange things in our business, Miss Wakefield," the Burns operative answered--a little sadly, Auntie Sue thought.

"Life itself is so strange and complex, though you in your quiet retreat, here, can scarcely find it so." "Indeed, I find life very wonderful, Mr.Ross, even here in my little house by the river," she answered, slowly.
Sheriff Knox held out a newspaper to Auntie Sue: "Just happened to remember that I had it in my pocket," he said.

"It gives a pretty full account of this fellow Kent's case.