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PAGE TEN MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, THURSDAY, APRIL" 20, "1933. TIacWIiile Cockatoo by Mignon C. Ebcrhort BYNUPxm: Jtm ttuttacan etuni bte over a murdered man in the corridor ot hie hotel in a little French town. The murderer might be Sue Tatty Loveclitem. manaaer ot the hotel tladame Lovechiem. the man Amount oe father Hobart or eome one else. But tneon venientlv the French police believe the murderer ie Sundean. and shadow him eontinuoaslu. Suit dezn want vera much to talk with Sue, but find her alwave in the eompanv of a newcomer. David Lorn. Chapter It MYSTERI0U8 MR. LORN DAVID LORN arrived during the afternoon. Pecause I folt restless and tired ot the enforced Inactivity. I watched Lorn's entrance and reg istration and bis subsequent prog ress through the lounge in Marcel's active convoy with more Interest than I should have otherwise given bJm. . I had, of course, no premonition that he was to become such an active and Important figure In the really hideous affair which, had we but known It, had only begun. ' He was, however, not a man who ; would have commanded ordinarily any attention. He was medium tall, medium slender, his hair was me dium brown, his face Just a face, and his clothes ordinary traveling tweeds. His chin was perhaps a little uiydeit lor genius i.. the affair although 1 don't knot ust how I could have kept out of li for coming to Armene at all, foi staying at the hotel, for having promised to meet Jack there, for be Ing early at the place, tor planning a holiday In Spain, and for a number ot other equally Irrelevant affairs, roused at last to the fact that 1 was letting the silence make me nervous. A walk In the wind would clear my head. It was as I turned from the north corridor into the main hall of the middle part of the hotel that I finally saw Sue Tally. She was standing In a sort ot re cess. The man Lorn was with her, and tbey were talking very low and so earnestly that they did not ap pear to see me at all. Yet, In spite of their being so unguarded as not to see my passing, I had an Impression that they did not wish to be seen to gether. It was undoubtedly Sue; and her balr was as soft and bright and her face as sweet as I remembered It from the previous night. I GOT to the lounge. In the lobby there were two policemen, again. Madame Gretbe was there, and Lov schlem, looking, somehow, smug. One of the policemen approached me and tapped my shoulder, and Lorn was a "medium" sort of man. mailer than bis nose and forehead promised. And It seemed to me that his darkish eyes were rather guard ed, seeing more than they appeared to see. Then he disappeared Into the tiny lift, and I rose and strolled to the lobby and looked at the reg- lstcr. Madame Lovschlem, Imperturba ble and rather nice-looking In s tight-fitting green gown with sway. Ing gold hoops at her cars, was at the desk and watched me look at the register. The' cockatoo watched too,, and I was as conscious of his knowing yes as of Madame s, which were as Trie. The newcomer's name was below ml oo on the otherwise clean page. It was David Lorn, and the place ot residence was New York, which told me exactly nothing except that, pre sumably, here was another Ameri can. It Is strange, now that It Is over, to think ot that handful ot Americans, synthetic and real, set down in the old hotel In Armene, all ot us drawn into the mad and dread ful struggle that centered around Sue Tally and was until the very last so ruthless. In Ha terrible ad vance and yet so grimly Inexplicable. ' My own part in it was sheer acci dent. So was Marcel's poor little Marcel. Yet none ot us could escape. RTADAMB, I think, would have " talked, but I had no wish to. My day's thought had come to very little except the bare conclusion that I could do nothing then but await developments. 1 saw no one la the corridors. I heard no one as I went to my room. I knew that Mrs. Byng and the red-bearded priest and Marcel and the cook and the maid were about somewhere, but for all I saw ot anyone but Marcel they might have been dead and burlod. Even Lovschlem had luoxpllcably vanished. 1 tried to sleep, there In my own room, but succeeded only In staring Into the fire, which Marcel had thoughtfully kept going, and smok ing Innumerable cigarettes. then suddenly another one was at my elbow and was gripping It rather firmly. They were saying something In French to mo, and tlion Lovschlem undertook to Interpret "What a mlsfortunel What a mis. fortune!" he said. "They wish oh, most mistakenly but they In sist upon arresting monsieur. They are taking you away at once." 'There Isn't enough evldonce," 1 cried sharply. "You can't arrost me. This Is absurd." The police tightened their grip, and Lovschlem, rubbing his hands, said softly: "Ah, what bad luck! You see, mon sieur, there Is new evldonce against you." ' My reception in a French Jail was not at all what I might have ex pected. I was Inclined to suspect that. It being at tbe hour when the Frenchman feels a need to repair to a cafe, the entire machinery neces Bary properly and formally to enter a prisoner was not, for the moment, on hand. Owing to my hazy knowl edge of Froncb and to the unexpect ed turn tbe situation was so soon to take, I never did discover what the real and formal procedure consti tuted. As it was, I was simply searched, fingerprinted, and led to a cold little, room, locked In, and then through the grating asked politely to remain there, which seemed a redundancy. Lovschlem had blandly refused to tell me what the new evldonoa was. and while the gendarmes who ar rested ma did enough talking, the only word I was suro I understood was out, which Is unmistakable. I did manage to drag up the words tor paper and Ink from some faint achoolday memory, both ot which they brought me. Thus 1 spent my first hour in a French Jail composing somewhat feverish telegrams to the United States consul In Paris, and tot Jack. The telegrams, however, were never sent (Copyright. 19SS, Jlfpncm O. Bberhart) David Lorn, tomorrow, tikei an unsxpoctod Interest In procoedlngs. T FOR PRESBYTERY , PORTLAND, Ore., April 30, (AP) Unless unexpected financial Rid be comes available the Oregon Presbetery will aend no commissioners to Vie genera assembly of the Presbyterian churches to be held In Columbus, Ohio, next month. This decision was reached at a meeting here of representatives from Presbyterian churches In northwest Oregon. The Oregon Churchmen voted to encourage a change In the constitu tion of the chiti-cft at large provid ing for a general assembly every two years Instead of every year, and to reduce the aggregate delegation from 1.000 to 600. The Rev. p. O. Scherer was elected moderator, succeeding the Rev. W. L. KlUtan. The Rev. Charles T. Hurd was elected state clerk -treasurer, and the Rev. H. Edgar was named perma nent clerk for a three-year term. All 'are from Portland. PPERMILMT GUM YOU CAN OUY Air passenger business gained 32 per cent and mileage flown, nine per cent,- on the route of tbe United Air Lines in tfte first quarter of 1933, as compared to the same period of last year. It was announced today by P. a. Johnson, president, of the air transport firm. Passenger 0y January, February and March totaled 16,855, as com pared to 12.966 'In the same months of 1932. Miles flown totaled 3,162,- 552, as compared to 2,883,252. The average passenger flight also gained in length. While air mall showed a decrease In common with other class es of mall, substantial gains were registered by air express which Is handler by United Air Lines and Its pick-up and delivery affiliate, the air express division of the railway, express agency. I BEND, Ore., April 20. (AP) "Brownie," a year-old police dog, died In a fire which destroyed a residence here today but before he met death, firemen said, the faithful animal saved the life of his master, Harry M. Robinson. Half suffocated by smoke, Robin son, the sole occupant of the building was awakened when the dog, bark ing loudly, Jumped on the bed. Rob inson found the living room aflame. Fire was lashing his sleeping quar ters. He tried to csrry the dog through, the flaming room to the door but the animal broke away and bid un der the bed. Firemen recovered hisi charred body. " Mining methods are being taught In a model mine constructed beneath Berlin streets. S'MATTER POP By C. M. PAYNE V To Voo-Ti -House. ( 6o s-rlcraiansro ? Yo'PfcACTlCft. Ok J METbtoMf. -V V MV im&-ti?umenti ojessts w i-r-4- SCo ) A 3itDDUKiT -Have. 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