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MEDTORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, FRIDAY, 'APRIL 1933.
TlseWliile Cockatoo
by Mtgnon C. Eberhart
ttYHurtUd: Jim Bundean la ao
eused ot murdei by the manager of
the French rummer hotel in which
Bundean ia apendino a winter week,
lie detests the oily manager Lov
achiem. ilia three fellow gueata he
knowt nothing of excepting Sue
Tally. And Sue hoe, only a few
minutes beore, wakened htm from
a does by demanding entrance to
hia room, and told him a harrow
ing tale of eecape from an abduo
.tor. Bhe has sent him to the hotel
lobby tor her key, which ia not
there. On hla way back he aeee
8ue' ahadow in the upper corri
dor, and then he etumblea over a
body, but Madame Uovachlem be
natea her husband.
Chapter 8
PERHAPS A TRAP?
"VOU'RB a fool I" Madame Lot-
flcblem repeated, and the
glance the gave her deflated bos-
band was not pleasant. "Of course
Mr. Sundean bad nothing to do
with the murder. That clock sword
there are a dozen explanations.
But the police won't believe thorn.
Give It to me."
Tbo man made a protestant ges-
, ture, but nevertheless handed her
the sword, and she took it coolly.
"I'll just wash this off and re
place It and nobody need know any
thing about it.
Lovschlem looked blank.
"That won't do at all," he said,
"I don't know what you "
"Lovschlem," she said sharply,
Her eyes quelled his. Yet there
was no reason that I could see for
Madame Lorschlem'i suddenly
'Championing me.
Moreover, 1 didn't know that J
nranted her championship.
! In the first place, if I let her do
,as she proposed there was no dan
.ger of tbe girl, or me being accused
of murder. At the same time, if the
;truth evontu&lly came out, as It
ireadlly might, things would look
much blacker for us. And 1 should
,glve tbe Lovschlems most detest-
able hold over me.
1 "No," I said. "We'll call the po
lice and let them know the whole
(thing, dagger and alL I didn't kill
him. I'm not afraid."
Sbe stopped and looked at me In
credulously. 1 saw then that ber
ieyes wore green, limpid, and clear,
and yet with t'-at look of secret
(reflection that a cat's have.
i "Not afraid?" she said rather
. ioftly. "American, aren't you? Not
bad-looking, either.' Accustomed to
having your own way, I suppose,
with men and women?"
"You are too kind, madame.
You'll leave the dngger exactly as
It 1b, please, and your husband and
I will wait together while you phone
jot the police."
"I'll do nothing ot tbe kind," she
said and turned to the bathroom,
but 1 caught her wrist and led her
back to the dead man. Sbe did not
protest or oven pull back when 1
told her to place the dagger on the
dead man's chest, but I did not re
lease her wrist until she had done
so, and her ovos shone like a cat's
when the light strikes them.
Sbe said nothing to me. bowever.
She gave hor husband a glance of
scorn and fury b,it said In a smooth
rolce that was under perfect con
trol that, since Mr. Sundean so
wished, they might as well call the
police. -"Very
well," said Lovschlem slug
gishly, as If his thoughts were sunk
is some dark mire. "Call them.
Sbe looked at him again in a kind
ot impatient "corn, shrugged light
ly, and then glanced all about.
"Father Robartl? she said sud
denly. "Of oturee. Father Robert
I'll get blm at once. This this
dead man must have prayers Ira
;medlatcly. A vlolont death, with
out absolution. Besides, It ia not
. bad to give a more pious atmos
phere, eh?"
THE fringes of her yellow ecarf
awirlpri Al.ll Vnnlahiut In h
gloom of the long corridor. Shadows
followed her, and thi wind whis
pered, and the whisper rose to a
gust, and the whole place rattled
like a dead man's dry bones.
1 said to myself: It's a nightmare-
I'll shut my eyes and then
open them and look directly at the
mantol clock. Tbe sword will still
be there, end It will all have been
a dream.
The clock sword was, of course.
not on the mantol; It was lying
bloodstained there below me, and
the dead man's face was real
enough.
Lovschlem was standing quiet be
side me, his gate too upon tbe dead
man, and his fat face only vaguely
frightened now, for ho was "till
sunk deep in his thoughts and
looked more troubled and per
plexed than be looked frlgbtoned.
I thought ot Sue as I waited, of
the story she ad told of ber abduc
tion and the fact that she had not
told enough about the event. She
bad not wanted rue to look for her
atxluclor, or to leu uiiuei iuu police
or the Lovschlems.
It was all full ot holes, and yet
I believed It 1 was thinking bow
pleasant it had been having her
by my fireside when I remembered
that she had sent me for a key that
was not where sbe had said It would
he.
While I was gone a murder had
been done, and the sword from the
big clock, which phe had had in her
hand a tew minutes before, was in
the breast of the murdered man.
It seemed ridiculous bnt I still be
lieved ber. Perhaps this lumpish,
grotesque thing at our feet had been
pursuing ber, and she had snatched
the sword and struck at him, and
then run away.
I was about to say something to
Lovschlem, anything to break the
silence in that narrow passage,
when we heard a sound down tbe
corridor and Madame Lovschlem's
yellow shawl emerged, followed by
the black jklrts of the priest
Madame Lovschlem led the priest
directly to the man at our feet We
both moved back a little When the
priest's red beard boomed up Into
tbe light He bent over, as we all
bad, and stared at the dead man.
But be looked puzzled and clumsy
and did not icem to know exactly
what Madame Lovschlem-expeated
of him. He got down, however, on
bis knees and got out bis crucifix
and rosary and began passing bis
Angers over the beads.
I COULDN'T ree his face, only hla
hent head nnA rnthnr thin nnil
narrow shoulders In their tightly
buttoned soutane, and his feet
which projected from the black
folds of the skirt of the garment
he wore and looked very large. He
was younger than he had soemed
on my first glimpse of him; there
was an unwrlnkled look about the
back ot his neck, there seemed to
be no gray la bis mouse-colored
hair, and his figure was rather lean.
It was strange, I thought that
he was wearing American-made
shoes. It was so strange that 1
looked closoly at the soles and heels
and stitching. They bad undoubt
edly been made In America.
He was mumbling then, and Lov
schlem was staring blankly across
the shadow-swept court and Ma
dame was looking very devout ex
cept for her eyes, which were shin
ing and were looking at me with
an expression that came very close
to a kind ot wicked amusement
Tbe priest kept on muttering. To
my approval he had asked no ques
tions about the murder, which was
self-evident to be sure; and be
ottered no churchly admonitions oi
advice. It occurred to me that hi
might be, In his youth, a little un
certain In what was likely an un
precedented experience with blm
Lovschlem drew back a little, and
Madame and I moved also.
I was tired and would have done
with the thing; l.eaid:
"And now, madame, the police."
"You go, Orethe," said Lovschlem
stupidly. "Toll them what you think
best"
This time she consented, and
after giving one Quick glance about
which lingered with a certain satis
faction on the kneeling figure of the
priest she went I was suddenly
frightfully weary. And I knew that
I must have my story ready. My
story in which there must be no
bolee, for I should bsve to stick to
It and tell it at the later and formal
Inquiry which would undoubtedly
take place. Tre weakest point woe
my trip to the lobby.
. How could I explain that without
telling about Sue?
Through the gloss windows 1
looked out over the shadows ot the
court It the wind would stop, per-
naps things would be better. But
Instead of stopping or even lulling
a bit there was a terrlflo onslaught
wnicn feu upon tbe court and the
old house with cold and raging fury.
ine snadowa flew, and the small
light above the great Iron gate
waved madly. It made such a wide
arc that suddenly Its flickering rays
feu upon a window a aota the court
and above. The shutters of that
window were thrown back, and a
face was watching ns.
The room beyond was black, so
the watcher must have been able
to see us all quite cleasly against
the light behind us. The face looked .
white In that flash ot light upon It
and dreadfully haggard.
You felt at once that whatever
watched had some strong and
dreadful Interest in the scene It
looked upon.
But the thing was, It was girl's
face and It was like Sue Tally's
face.
(Copyright. 1HS, tllgntm O. St, er hart)
Wis the face at tha window '
ua'ar Sundaan asks, tomorrow
Work Started On
Municipal Market
PORTLAND, Ore, April 14. (AP)
The tint work on Portland's $3,000,
000 municipal market started yester
day as workmen began the erection
.of building board fences around the
property on front street, The market
will cover three blocks and will face
a loo-foot thoroughfare. Several
hundred men will be employed on tbe
project
Phone 043. Well haul away your
refute. City 8utary Service.
Broken windows glazed by
rrowbrldge Cabinet Works.
GUM
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NOT THE PAID
LOS ANGELES. April H. (AP)
Final settlement of the prolonged
controvert over toe 1 10,000 which too
city oi Loa Angeles offered u a re
ward for the arrest of William 'Ed
ward Hickman, alayer of Marlon Par
wer, waa reached late yesterday when
the city council ordered the money
returned to the city treasury.
Many claimants to the reward ap
peared, and Tom Ourdane and Buck
Lleueallen, Pendleton, Ore., officers
who arrested Hickman, sued for their
share. The city attorney reported to
the council that the suits of the Pen
dleton men bad been denied by the
federal court.
Slated1 for Job.
WASHINGTON, April 13. (AP)
Nellie Tayloe Ross, former Governor
of Wyoming, Is expected In authorita
tive circles to become a member of
the civil service commission.
SAN FRANCISCO, Aprl 14 (AP)
-The California Oregon Power com
pany reported net earnings of $3,
339,097 for the 13 months ended Jan
uary 31, 1833, In a statement filed
with the California railroad commis
sion here. The earnings compared
with a net of 2,042,327 for the cor
responding previous year.
Daughters of, Union Veterans will
meet at the Armory Friday evening
at 8 o'clock.
Dirigible Officer .
Unawed By Crash
LAKEHURST, N. J.. April 14. (AP)
Lieutenant Commander H. V. Wiley,
sole surviving officer of the V. S. 8.
Akron, said today he probably would
go to Akron early next week to make
some of the test flights of the U. S. 8.
Macon.
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By C. M. PAYNE
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