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page srx MEDFORD MAIL TRIBU1TE, MEDFORD, OREGON, SUNDAY, APRIL 16, 1933. W$ TfieW&ile Cockatoo by Mignon C. Etcrhart SYNOPSIS: Jim Sundean waits for the police to come and arrest him tor a murder he did not com mit in a halt-deserted hotel in Southern France Circumstances point to the guilt of an attractive American airl sue Tally, who only a ehort time beore has ashed refuge from an abductor in Sun dean's room, but tcho would not permit him to search for her pur suer. She handled, in passing, c sharp sword in the. hands of a flours on an enormous old clock in Eundean'e room. Bundean has found the sword In the breaet of the murdered man. Now Father Robart. ill at ease, is praying over the corpse Sue has tied, and Bun dean tries to concoct a storu that trill not incriminate her. Then, across the court, he sees a tnrc hs lelteres to be hers. Chapter 9 THE SHOT IT was Sue Tally. It was not Sue Tally. It was Sue Tally. I told myself that I was mistaken, t told myself that the light upon It bad been too brief, too sudden and . awift a flash to permit me to recog nize any face. But I stared and stared at that unshuttered window and wondered what was back of those winking blank panes, and that strange, -haunting resemblance to Sue Tally's face would not leave me. Suddenly I was conscious that Lorschlem had roused from .bis distraction sufficiently to note my gaze and follow It. I had the Im pression he had overlooked some pressing and urgent aspect of af fairs. This impression was con firmed when be caught his breath sharply, slid a quick glance at me, and said suddenly: "But I must go. There are things Gretna will want you and Father Robart can stay with the with this." His eyes Indicated the thing at our foet "Walt," I aaid. "Wha room Is that across there? What number la it? The one with the shutters open." . H1b eyes were veiled and yet In tensely aware of me and my ques tion. "You mean across the court there! That Is about 81 or 30. Why?" Not 19, then. "Is it unoccupied!" "Yes." He replied directly, with out a shadow of hesitation. "I. saw a face Just now, in the win dow"" "No, no. You are mistaken. There Is no one there." "There certainly was a face there, Lovschlem." It seemed to me be looked faintly rellevec at the implication that I did not know the face. But he said a word or two to the priest, who did not look around or reply, and wad dled hurriedly away. At the end of the passago be met the little portor and stopped for a few words with him before he disappeared around the corner, and the porter hurried toward us. Madame bad called him, the por ter said broathlessly, and he was to remain with us while Monsieur vent to her asslstanee. ' Turning into my room, I threw my coat over my shoulders and took a flashlight from my bag. The lit tle porter watched me anxiously, and I said aa I returned to the cor ridor: , - "I'm going to look about the court. Back In a moment." He did not seem reassured, but, of course, had nothing to say. Then I closed the door,' saw the porter's Ibrlght eyes watching it and what pe could see of me, stepped out of (their range of vision, and anapped the button on my flashlight. It made a darting circle of thin light Ion the stone floor of the lan'llng. ("TIERE were no signs of a Strug 1 gle, but I could have expectod mone. There were no muddy foot prints, for thore was no mud; every thing in Armeno vas dry and cold and wind-swept. Thore were no cigar ashes. There were no coat 'buttons. There was nothing but a dark blotch, quite small, where the doad man bad huddled. I bent close to the worn stone and Hooked and looked, turning my flash light bore and thero, and eventually 1 did discover a small red piece of what looked like bard rubber or vory hard wax. It was rough and Irregularly semicircular and about the size of a halt-dollar. It boro no faint resemblance to any kind of clue. I put It in my pocket merely because it was the only thing ex cept the dark patch on the stone and a dry brown leaf that the land ing held. It was Just at that second that there was a sudden lull In tbe wind: everything, shadows and shrubbery and rattling windows, fell Into dead quiet, and I heard an unguarded step on the stairway below me. It wasn't any sound but a step. I knew that perfectly, and I daresay if the wind bad not lulled Just at that Instant 1 ehould not be alive now. But I heard It and moved to one aide in order to look over tbe curve of the railing. And at that very Instant there were two sharp -cracks of a revolver, my flashlight spun out of my hand and thudded somewhere below, tbe wind awooped down upon the courtyard with a crash, and every light in the hotel went out. My band tingled but wasn't hurt There was no sound but the hurl ing of the wind, and 1 found myself running down the stairway, hold ing to tbe railing. There is no ex cuse for It, but that is what I did. I encountered nothing on tbe stairway. If it was Lovschlem wbo bad shot at me and I thought it possible be would probably either follow me to finish the Job or seek to reenter the hotel himself. He certainly was not apt 'o re enter tbe hotel by way of the wind ing stairway and the corridor where tbe priest and the porter waited; If I followed the wall cautiously past the great iron gate below the en trance arch and then around tbe corner, opposite, I might catch him at the door of the lobby. BY this time I had cooled a trifle, and mv nroeress was slower and more careful, and I wished I bad some kind of weapon. Lovschlem was fat, however, and out of condi tion. If I could get him before he had time to use his revolver again something brushed my hand. Tbls time it was not a sbmb. It was a rough fabrlo and an arm. and it moved quickly away, and I burled myself In Its direction, tackling low as In football. I caught only the flylngend of some kind of garment which wrenched Itself out of my clutch, my knees scraped the pavement, and there were three flashes, ft light from somewhere off at my left and three revolver shots tbat spat viciously through' tbe tumult, . Vaguely 1 thought It was lucky I was flat on the pavement and waited. There were no more shots, and the wind shrieked, and It was black as pitch everywhere. I wished 1 bad had the good sense to retreat before it was too late. and got cautiously io my knees, then swiftly to my feet and ran to my right a few steps. The sound made by tbe wind covered my own foot steps, but it also covered tbe sound of any movement he had made. Cautiously, straining my ears to hear, I edged toward the wall of tbe north wing, not, however, toward the corner of the stairway. That, 1 thought, was where he would ex pect me to go; It would be natural tor me to attempt to escape by the way In which I had entered the courtyard an entrance which, 1 realized rather chillingly, had been entirely too precipitate. When someone starts shooting at yon In the dark and you have no weapon at all, you can't help wishing vebe mently tbat you were elsewhere. - Against the wall, with some kind of small tree in a tub at one aide of me, I waited. If he approached 4 from tbe side of tbe shrub I would hoar htm or feel him and have some warning; then, since you'd rather take a chance than stand still and be shot, I could take him perhaps unexpectedly and have a belter chance In a light. - Presently 1 began to work quietly toward the door to the lobby. Tbe entrance gatoa were locked. Sue had said; he would not deliberately en ter the hotel by tbe north-wing cor rldor above, and the only place left waa the lobby door. I encountored no one and heard nothing but the wind. And I bad not more than arrived at tbe lobby door when the lights suddenly Sashed up:, the light swaying above the entrance, -throwing the court Into shadows and empty white spaces again; the light from my door above; and now a light in the lobby beside me. I stopped aside from the door into the shadow and waited again. There waa nothing to be aeen but the shadows and the bending ahrubs and trees in the courtyard! Oefoated and angry, 1 opened tbe lobby door. Madame, her red hair shining under the desk light, looked up at mo, a quick flash In her green eyes. 'Your husband lust came In by thla door," I said. "Whore is he!" No one entored by tbat door," she roplled crisply. The cockatoo chattered, and she added: "Hush, Pucci." (Copyright. 1S1. Allonon 0. Hberhart) Tomorrow, Sus tami with fright ned ayto at th murdtred man. Local Pastor Builds Locomotive Model A toy-sue worxlnj model of a Bnltlmora At Ohio express psssenger locomotive, made by rather W. J Meagher, of the Sacred Heart Hos pital, attracted admiring young window-gazers Saturday to Hubbard's . atore. where the train engine la displayed. More than 900 hours were apent by Father Meagher .In completing the locomotive which measures three feet, eight and one-halt lnchea in length. and weighs 63 pounds. Mechanically perfect, the dwarf engine runa In a manner to be envied by tbe original. Ladles of 6acred Heart ohurch cor dially Invite tbe women of this com munity to Easter Monday luncheon at Parish Hall, one oclock. Prloe 39c. ,EY!S- GUM LOOK FOR THE REDTAPE OPENER NEXT YEAR G. A. A. OFFICERSJLECTED At meeting of the Girls' Athletic association, at Medford high school. April 10, officers for next year were elected and further plans were made for Play Day, April 22. to be held at Grant Pass. The newly elected officers were: president. Leda O'Nell; vice presi dent, Anna, Scheel; secretary. Pat rlcla Young: treasurer, Ruth D'Al blnl; publicity manager, Margaret Ward; sports manager, Lucille Knlps; fell leader. LaMerle Beck. Among plana discussed for the Play ' Day, were the number to at tend, and the number of cars avail able. Time and place, for leaving, to Journey to Grants Pass has not been definitely settled. A short meeting Is scheduled for the near future, where these plans will be made. All girls were urged to attend Play Day, as It la for the benefit of tbe Medford G. A. A. Women of thla community are In vited to attend the Easter Monday luncheon given by Catholic ladles at the Pariah Hall, one o'clock. 36c admission. LEWIS THANOS LANDS TWO LARGE SALMON Lewis- Thanoe, 13-year-old Medford youth, was reported today by his brother to have caught two large sal mon yesterday at Savage Rapids dam. One weighed 20 pounds, and the other 18, be stated. Pete Toskan, also ot Medford, reported catching his sec ond fish of the season yesterday. 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