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He could not bring himself to attach much weight to the suspicious circumstances connected with him. Being a man of sufficient courage to back his own judgment, he decided that no matter what might have been the past of Frank Wellar, alias Jefferson Locke, Kirk Anthony was entitled to another chance.
Aside from his inability to find her, and an occasional moment of misgiving at the thought of Frank Wellar, alias Jefferson Locke, Kirk had but one worry, and that was caused by Allan.
This chap is a smooth one, but his name isn't Anthony at all, nor Locke, either; it's Wellar; and he's wanted for other things besides embezzlement." Turning his triumphant little red eyes upon the prisoner, he puffed, "Got you, didn't we?" "I regret you 'ave arrive' so late," smirked Alfarez.
"You see," she went on, with a certain hesitancy, "you confided your story to me so frankly I felt under a certain obligation." She made a little dramatic pause. "I've discovered who Jefferson Locke is!" "No! Who is he?" Kirk was instantly all attention, for the announcement came as something of a shock. He had almost forgotten Locke. "His real name is Frank Wellar, and he is an absconder.
"Um m not exactly." Mr. Williams ran a hand meditatively over the ragged scar on his scalp, as if from force of habit. "Wellar? I never heard of him." "He may have travelled under another name. Ever hear of a fellow called Locke?" The consul's moist lips drew together, his red eyes gleamed watchfully. "Maybe I have, and maybe I haven't," said he. "Why do you want him?" "I heard he was here.
I have been waiting for you to arrive, and I'm glad you dropped in on me. I have a lot of things to talk about." But the other stared upward impatiently. "No, no! You've got me wrong. I'm a detective, and I'm after your friend Wellar, alias Locke, alias Anthony. He's wanted for embezzlement and assault and a few other things, and I'm going to take him." The indistinctive Mr.
Weeks watched him shrewdly, convinced at last by his visitor's excessive caution that his first judgment had been wrong, and that the man was more knowing than he seemed. Mr. Williams was likewise studying the fat man, and when he had satisfied himself, came out openly with these words: "I'm looking for a chap named Wellar. He landed here some time late in November." "Friend of yours?"
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