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an engineer on a holidav dottna in
hie room Jim Bundean next Unas
hlmstlt accused ol murder. II be
gan teith a olea from Sue Tally lor
help against an unseen abduc
tor: he goee lor the key of Sue's
room, and finds a bodv in the halt
of this almost emotu kronen hotel.
Leaving a vriest vrauino over the
body Sundean tollowe the lead of
Itovsehiem manaaer ol the hofel.
and begins a eeareh of hie own.
Hie naehlight is shot from his
hand; he olungee down a stair Into
the dark court as the hotel liahte
Kink out. He brushes againet hie
assailant In the blackness, and
three more shots are Itred at him.
Then the lights CO on; court
ie empty.
Chapter Ten
SUE'8 FRIGHT
EXCEPT lor the witches and the
wind and myself, the courtyard
was empty. I crossed It again and
had the good sense te find and put
the discoverable pieces of my flash
light into my pocket against the
search the police would make, be
fore I ascended the little Iron stair
way and stepped again Into the cor
ridor. The priest bad gone, and the lit
tie porter wore an anxious look,
ind Sue Tally was standing there
beside him.
4 tvitJeieaermmemememm
"Qo bring wood," 1 said.
She looked at me, and 1 closed
the door and shut out some of the
wind, and she said, "Ob," In a gasp
ing way. She looked stricken. The
toe of her scarlet slipper was near
tho dead man's hand, and I got the
impression that she had been lean
ing over him.
1 said to the porter: "Where Is
Father Robart?"
"I don't know. He went away. Aa
soon as you loft ua he went away
too." '
"You wore alone hero?" -"Yes."
His wiry little shouldera
moved In a kind of shudder, and 1
believed him, although that left the
porter and the priest each to his
own devices at a time when I was
' pursuing and being pursued In the
courtyard below.
I paused to consider whether the
priest or the porter could have got
by way of the corridor Into the
, eourtyard In time to discover me
still on the landing with my flash
light and fired at me, and doolded
that nelthor of the two bad had
time to do so. Still, there It was:
the prloBt or the porter or Lov
achlem; I Inclined toward Lot
achlem. The porter repeated: "But yes,
monsieur. Until Miss Tally arrived."
There were things 1 wanted to
ask Miss Tally. I said to the porter:
"What was the mattor with the
lights?"
HB shrugged and spread out his
hands. "I do not know. It la
very bad here without lights. There
was one that moved, 1 think. 1
think he move but it Is only that
I have fear." Sup Tally caught her
breath, and the little porter added
quickly with ar anxious glance at
her: "There was only the wind.
Me, I am not afraid."
"Qo and" And wbatT I sought
for an excuse. "Go and bring some
wood, please. The trf In my room
Is down. The police will eoon be
here and will question us all."
He gave me a sharp and rather
dubious look but went.
"Do you know this man?" I asked
Sue across the thing on the floor.
"To the best of my beliot," she
eald slowly and so gravely 'that at
the moment 1 did not note the curl'
oua wording of her , reply, "I have
Dover seen him before."
"Then he wasn't the man who
abducted yout"
"1 don't know," she eald. "1 dont
know. How could 1 know? I didn't
see him."
She was white and tired and
frightened and lovely. I turned my
eyes resolutely away from ber and
said:
"Why did you leave my roomT
Why didn't you wait?"
"I was afraid," she said to a
small voice. "When you left, I was
afraid. 1 followed you almost at
once, thinking to meet you In the
corridor. But when I reached my
room the key was in the door. 1
can't think why I was so stupid
It still seems that I left It on the
key board."
"How long did you wait?" I
asked, despising myself and staring
through the shadows at the lighted
lobby.
"Only a moment or two."
"Long enough tor me to reach
the lobby?"
"Oh, no," she eald. "As a matter
of fact, I was counting. I thought
I would count up to three hundred,
and 1 could begin to expect you
back again. But 1 got to my first
hundred, and the wind waa rattling
things, and I ran out and along
the corridor." Her voice broke, and
she added more steadily: "Silly ot
me. To be so absurdly afraid. I'm
not as a rule."
rSRRIBLY I wanted to believe
her. But something Inside me
kept saying coldly: Circumstantial.
"Counting" and "afraid." Too cir
cumstantial by far. And, anyway,
you saw her leave your room. You
saw her leave with your own eyes,
and It had been far longer than ehe
says.
There were other things I had to
ask, but 1 looked at her, and our
eyes met,' and I waa silent again
with all my doubts and halt-certain-ties
and fears crowding and seeth
ing Inside me.
My hand went out toward her,
and with a kind ot quiet directness
that made the gesture the most
natural thing In the world, she
slipped her own In It, and 1 loathed
myself tor doubting her, and
then the courtyard was alive with
short-caped figures and stiff little
caps, all so active that there
seemed many more than there ao
tually were, and the policemen were
tumbling np the winding stairs.
Their examination of the body
waa brief, and I could not see It tor
tbe blue capes. It was only a tew
moments before the Lovechlems
and two of the police followed us
Into the light and comparative
warmth ot my room where we stood
In an agitated group. '
From the first 1 was at a disad
vantage owing to my Inability to
recall any but a word or two In the
French language. It was a disad-
vantage ot which Madame Aretha
took the fullest opportunity; or at
loast, so I've always suspected.
That night the police let me al
most alone beyond a tew painstak
ing questions as to how and when
I had found the murdered man.
Tbe querlos were made by a slen
der young man whose eyes were
remarkably bright and quick, and
who spoke very slow and distinct
and remarkably ldlomatlo Englls'
to me and then relayed my replies
to an older man with a gray impe
rial and mustache, who was the
commlssalre do police and In
charge ot the affair, and who waa
unnecessarily pompous about It
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Williams Creek
WILLIAMS CREEK. April 17.
(Spl.) Walter Jones, who lives on the
McCalllster place on the east fork
of Williams creek, has been In poor
health and unable to work for more
than a month. .
Mrs. W..H. Lemmon anad Mrs. John
Mullen were calling at the Mills home
Wednesday. .
Mr. and Mrs. George Lovelace ac
companied Mr. and Mrs. Don Beams
and Mr. and Mrs. Charles McMerrlck,
who have been vtsUlng them, aa far
as Grants Pass Thursday.
Fred Ktncade cut and delivered a
tier of wood to Mrs. Lee 'Saturday.
Three sew pupils entered school
last week, Luclle, Loralne and Lois
Brltion. They are In Mrs. Varner's
room. Also Charles Rush, 6th grade,
and Milan Rush. 3rd grade, entered
recently.. .
Mrs. Frank Bryan's son Is visiting
here.
Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Davidson visited
at the Sorels home Tuesday evening.
Cave Camps sre becoming quite
popular again since the warm days
are coming on. Many cars are gouig
up every Sunday.
Dick Gibson hu had to close down
hla mill for a few days while the
main saw is being repaired.
Charles Moo maw plowed for Lee
Peckham Saturday, preparing ground
for setting out Kale for chicken feed.
Mrs. Miller has sold several pairs
of rabbits to the boys or the neigh
borhood. Frank Rose, who has been working
for the Glbaon mill for several weeks.
Is taking advantage ot Its closing for
a short time to finish his bungalow.
Re Is building In Grants Pass. There
will be live rooms and bath.
Mr. and Mrs. H. L. Payne were busi
ness visitors In Grants Pass Satur
day. Cleo Swearlngen, who has been em
ployed In Grants Pass for several
months. Is now at home.
There was an egg bunt for the lit
tle folks at the Brethem Sunday
school Eaeter.
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end 37, at which time E. B. Klelne,
president of the National Asaoclatlon
of Master Plumbers, will be here.
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Oregon Weather,
Unsettled with rain weet and snow
or rain east portion tonight or Tues
day; freealng temperatures east por
tion tonight; moderate changeable
wind offshore.
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NEWS HIGH UIOWTS-
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