 started with Mr. George. Being so nervous he couldn't rest he called
up the hospital in the morning and got word that there'd been a mistake
in the message of the day before and that Mr. Ford was well enough to
see the Philadelphia detectives that afternoon. Before midday Babbitts
and O'Mally were gathered in, and while I was waiting on pins and
needles in Ninety-fifth Street and Jack Reddy was off unsuspecting in
Buffalo, the two of them were planted by Tony Ford's bedside, hearing
the story that lifted the Harland case one peg higher in its surprise
and grewsomeness.

O'Mally and Babbitts had their plans all laid beforehand. They were two
plain-clothes men from Philadelphia, who had just come on a new
lead--the finding of Sammis. When they'd opened that up before him, they
were going to pass on to the murder--take him by surprise. If Ford made
the confession they hoped to shake out of him, the warrant for his
arrest would be issued and the Harland case come before the public in
its true light.

Babbitts had never seen Ford and when he described him to me it didn't
sound like the same man. He was lying propped up with pillows, his head
swathed in bandages, and his face pale and haggard. Under the covers his
long legs stretched most to the end of the cot, and his big, powerful
hands were lying limp on the counterpane. He was in a private room, in
an inside wing of the hospital, very quiet and retired.

When the attendant left and they introduced themselves he looked sort of
scowling from one to the other. Both noticed the same thing--a kind of
uneasiness, as if his apprehensions were aroused, and for all his broken
head he was on the job, not weak and indifferent, but wary and alert.

This wasn't what they wanted so they started in telling him the news
they thought would please him and put him at his ease. A clue had been
picked up in Philadelphia that looked like the mystery of his attack was
solved.

"In fact," says O'Mally, "a man's been run to earth there that we're
pretty sure is the one."

started with Mr. George. Being so nervous he couldn't rest he call 
 up the hospital in the dawn and got word that there'd been a mistake 
 in the message of the sidereal day before and that Mr. Ford was well enough to 
 see the Philadelphia detective that afternoon. Before midday Babbitts 
 and O'Mally were gain in, and while I was waiting on pins and 
 phonograph needle in Ninety - fifth Street and Jack Reddy was off unsuspecting in 
 Buffalo, the two of them were planted by Tony Ford's bedside, hear 
 the story that lifted the Harland case one peg higher in its surprise 
 and grewsomeness. 

 O'Mally and Babbitts had their plan all laid beforehand. They were two 
 plain - apparel men from Philadelphia, who had just total on a new 
 star -- the finding of Sammis. When they'd opened that up before him, they 
 were going to pass on to the murder -- take him by surprise. If Ford make 
 the confession they hoped to shake out of him, the warrant for his 
 arrest would be issued and the Harland shell come before the public in 
 its true light. 

 Babbitts had never seen Ford and when he described him to me it didn't 
 sound like the same man. He was lying prop up up with pillow, his head 
 swathed in bandages, and his grimace pale and haggard. Under the covers his 
 retentive legs stretched most to the end of the fingerstall, and his big, powerful 
 hands were lying limp on the counterpane. He was in a private room, in 
 an inside fender of the hospital, very quiet and retired. 

 When the attendant left and they introduced themselves he count sort of 
 scowl from one to the early. Both comment the same thing -- a kind of 
 uneasiness, as if his apprehensions were arouse, and for all his broken 
 head he was on the job, not weak and immaterial, but wary and alert. 

 This wasn't what they wanted so they started in order him the news 
 they think would please him and put him at his relief. A clue had been 
 pluck up in Philadelphia that looked like the mystery of his fire was 
 solved. 

 " In fact, " say O'Mally, " a man's been run to earth there that we're 
 pretty sure is the one. "
 stwrted with Mr. George. Beikg so nervous he couldn'v rest ge callea
up the hospital in the mornmng qnd git word that there'd bedn a mistwke
in thw mewwage of thx day benjre zkd thct Mr. Ford was wgll enough tm
see the Philageupkia detectives that afternoon. Before midday Bwbbitts
and O'Majly eqre fathered in, and while I was waitinf on piis and
needles im Ninety-fifth Street and Jwck Geddy was off unsudpecting in
Vuffwoo, the two ow them wert 'lanted by Jony Ford's bedside, hearing
the stury tkat lifted jkw Hwtland case oie peg higher in ibx surpsise
and grewsomeness.

O'Kalny qnd Babbitts had theic plans all laid befjrehand. Tvev were two
plain-clothew nen ftom Pvilaawlpfia, wio gad judt rome on a nsw
lead--the funding of Sammis. Whtn eyey'd opened tgat up bqfore him, they
were going to pass on to uhe mhrder--take him by surpriwe. If Ford made
the cojfession ehey hoped to shake out of him, the warrant for hiv
arreag wiuja bf issued and the Harland case come before the lunlpc in
its true ligmt.

Babbitts had nevrr srgn Ford and whgn he dzacdibed him to me it didn't
sjund oike the fame man. He was lying propped up with pillocs, yis head
swathed in bandages, aud his face pale and haggard. Under the covers his
pong legs rtretched most tu tme and of the cot, and his big, powerful
iands were lhing limp jn the coujterpane. He was in a prigate toom, it
an inside wing of the hospital, very quiev and retired.

Ehan nhe attenbant lcft and they ineroduced themsglves he jookea sort of
sbowling fcom one to tre other. Both joticed the vame thigg--a jind of
unearkness, as if hix appreheufionw were aroused, and fot zll his broken
hzcd he was on the kob, noe aeek anq indifferent, but wafu and alert.

This carn't ehat they wanted so dhey started in tellinb mim the ngws
they trought would llease him and put him et his ease. A slue had been
picked up in Philzdelphia hhab looked like the mystery of kis attack was
solved.

"In fact," says O'Mally, "e man's been run to earjh there that we're
prejty sure is thx one."

started with Mr. George. Being so nervous rest called up hospital in the there'd a mistake in message of the before and that Mr. Ford was enough to see the Philadelphia detectives that afternoon. Before midday Babbitts and O'Mally gathered in, and while I was waiting on pins and needles in Ninety-fifth and Reddy off in Buffalo, the two of them were planted by Tony Ford's bedside, hearing the story that the Harland case one peg higher in its and grewsomeness. O'Mally and had their plans all laid They two plain-clothes from who just come on new lead--the finding of Sammis. When they'd opened that up before him, they were going to pass to the by surprise. Ford the they hoped to of him, the warrant for his issued and the Harland case come before the in its light. Babbitts had never seen Ford when he described him to me it didn't like the same man. He was lying propped up with pillows, his head swathed in his face pale and Under the covers long stretched to end of cot, and his big, powerful hands were lying limp on the He was in a private room, in an inside wing hospital, quiet and retired. the attendant left and introduced he looked sort of one the the thing--a of uneasiness, as if apprehensions were aroused, and for his broken head he weak and indifferent, but wary and alert. This what they wanted so they started in him the news they thought would please him and put him at ease. A been picked up in Philadelphia that looked like mystery of his attack solved. "In fact," says O'Mally, "a man's been run earth that we're sure is the
 started with Mr. George. Being sO nervous he CouldN't rEst He CallEd
up The hospital in tHE morNing and got word that therE'd beeN a MIstaKE
iN the mEssage oF ThE DAy bEfOrE anD tHAt mr. ForD waS well enOugh to
see tHe PHiLadelphia detECtIves that afTerNoon. Before miDdaY BabbiTtS
anD o'MallY weRe gatHered iN, And whiLe I was waiTiNG on pinS And
needLES iN NinEty-fifth Street and jAcK reddy was off unsUspectInG In
bUFfaLo, tHe two of theM wEre plANted by TONy fORD's bEDside, hearing
tHe story that LIftEd the HArLanD Case onE peg hIgHEr iN its surprisE
and GrewsomenEss.

O'MaLLy and BaBBitts haD their PlaNs aLl laID bEfOreHaND. ThEY wEre TWo
pLain-clotHeS mEn froM PhiLADELphiA, whO had Just cOme on a new
lead--The FindINg oF SammIs. WheN theY'd OpeneD that uP befoRe Him, they
were goinG to pAss on to thE muRdEr--tAkE him bY SurpriSe. IF FoRd made
tHe confeSSioN tHEY HoPed to shake out of him, ThE WArRant for hIs
arreST wOuLD be issueD aNd tHe HaRLAnd caSe coME bEfore the Public IN
iTs True ligHt.

babbitTs Had NevEr seeN ford And wheN he descrIbed hIM to me it didn't
soUNd like the same MAn. hE WaS LyinG prOpped up with PillOWs, hiS heaD
SwAthED in baNdageS, aND hIS face pale and haggard. unDer the CoverS his
long legs sTretched moST TO the end oF the COt, ANd his big, powerfUl
hanDs were lyinG Limp on thE counTerpane. HE was in a prIVAte room, iN
an InsIde WinG OF tHe hospital, verY QUiet AnD retireD.

WhEn the atTenDanT leFt aNd They introDuced theMsElVeS hE loOked sORt of
scowLiNg fRoM onE to thE Other. BOth noTiceD tHe SAme Thing--a kINd OF
UneaSiNeSs, as If hIs AppreHensIOns Were aroUsed, and foR alL His bRoKeN
head he Was on the job, noT wEak and indiFfEreNt, but wARY and alerT.

This wasn't what they wanteD So they sTarTed in TellIng him the NewS
they tHouGHt woulD pleasE him aNd Put HIM at hiS EAsE. A cLuE had been
piCKEd uP in PhIlAdelPhia thaT looked like the mystERy oF his attack was
SolVed.

"IN FAcT," saYS O'mAllY, "a MAn's BEEn run to earth theRe that we're
PrETtY sure is the ONe."

 started with Mr. George.Being so n ervou s h e c ou ldn' t re st he called
u p  the  hospital in the morni ng an dg ot w o rd  that  there' d  b e e n a  m is tak ei nthe m ess age ofthe day be for eand that Mr. Fo rd was wel l e nough to
see  th e Phil ad elp h ia de tec tives  thata fterno on. Befor em iddayB abbitts a nd  O'M ally were gathere d  i n , and while Iwas wa it i ng o n p ins  and
needl es  in N i nety-fi f th S t ree t  and Jack Red dy was offu nsu specti ng  in Buffal o, th et woof them wer e pl anted byTony F o rd's be d side, h earing 
th e s tory th at  li ft e d t h eHar l and  case on epe g hig heri n i ts s urp rise 
andgrewsomeness. 

O 'Mal l y a nd Ba bbitt s ha dtheir  plans  allla id beforehand.They  were two 
pl ai n-c lo thesm en fro m P hil adelphi a, whoh adju s t co me on a new
lead-- th e fi nding of  Sammi s .Wh e n they'd  o pen ed t h a t upbefo r ehim, the y
were go in g to pa ss  on to  t hemur der-- t akehim by  surpris e. If Ford made
thec onfession the y  h o p ed to s hak e out of hi m, t h e wa rran t  f orh is
ar restwo u ld be issued and the H ar land c ase c ome before th e public i n i ts trueligh t .Babbitts had n everseen Forda nd whenhe de scribedhim to me i t didn't 
so und  li ket h esame man. Hew a s ly in g propp edup with  pi llo ws,  hi shead
swat hed in b an da ge s,  an d his face pal eand  h agg ard.U nder t he co vers  h is lon g legss tr e t ched  m os t to  th eend o f th e  co t, andhis big,pow e rful 
h an ds were  lying limp o nthe counte rp ane . He w a s  in a pr ivate room, in
an insid e  wing o f t he ho spit al, veryqui et and  re t ired.
Whenthe a tt end a n t lef t an d t he y introduc e d  th emsel ve s he  looked  sort of
scowlingf rom  one to the o the r. B o t hnot i ce d  th es ame t hing--a kind of 
uneasines s, as  if his ap p reh en sions w ere aro used, and for  all hisbroken
he ad  hew a s o n the job,  not wea k and ind i ffere n t,  butwar y andal ert .

Th is was n 'twhatthey w an ted so  they  s tarted i n telling him the newsthey t hough t w ould plea seh imand put h im a t his ease . A  cl ue ha d b e en
pi cked up  in Phila delp h ia that l o ok edl i ke  the myster y o f h is at tac k  was
s olve d.

"In fact," sa y s O'Mally, "aman' s bee n r u n to  e arth there tha t w e' r e 
prettysu re is the o ne."

 started_with Mr._George. Being so nervous_he couldn't_rest_he called
up_the_hospital in the_morning and got_word that there'd been_a mistake
in the_message_of the day before and that Mr. Ford was well enough to
see the Philadelphia_detectives_that afternoon._Before_midday_Babbitts
and O'Mally were gathered in,_and while I was waiting_on pins_and
needles in Ninety-fifth Street and Jack Reddy was_off_unsuspecting in
Buffalo, the_two of them were planted by Tony Ford's bedside,_hearing
the story that lifted the Harland_case one peg_higher_in_its surprise
and grewsomeness.

O'Mally and_Babbitts had their plans all laid_beforehand. They were two
plain-clothes men from_Philadelphia, who had just come on a_new
lead--the finding of Sammis. When they'd_opened that up before him,_they
were going_to pass on to the_murder--take him by_surprise. If_Ford made
the confession_they hoped to shake out of_him, the warrant_for his
arrest would be issued and_the_Harland case come_before_the_public in
its_true light.

Babbitts had_never_seen Ford_and_when he described him to me_it_didn't
sound like the same man. He was_lying propped up with_pillows,_his head
swathed in bandages,_and his face pale and_haggard. Under the covers his
long legs_stretched most_to the_end of the cot, and his big, powerful
hands were lying limp_on the counterpane. He was in_a private room, in
an_inside wing_of_the hospital, very_quiet_and retired.

When_the attendant left and they introduced themselves_he looked_sort of
scowling from one to the_other. Both noticed the_same_thing--a kind of
uneasiness, as if his_apprehensions were aroused, and for all_his broken
head he was on_the_job,_not weak and indifferent, but_wary and alert.

This wasn't what they_wanted so they_started in telling him the news
they thought_would_please him and put him at_his_ease. A clue had been
picked up_in_Philadelphia_that looked like the mystery_of his attack was
solved.

"In fact," says_O'Mally, "a man's been run to earth there that_we're
pretty sure is_the one."
