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WTCPFOTCD MAIL TRIBUNE, MTCPFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, 11AY 2, 1933. PAGE SIX TfieWInile Cockatoo BYMOH813: But Tally. Jim Sufi dean and tht Detective vavid Lorn have gone thoroughly into the tragedy- They believe that the mur der of the ttueoian in the corridor of their hotel, the five ehote fired at Bundean in the court, and iWi abduction all relate to an attempt to eecure the token by meant of which Bue toilt claim her ehare at her tather't eetate. But none know hoto. Lorn and But at latt leave Bundean drov)4lna in hit room. The tound of a movement clote by leokent him. Chapter IS THB SILENT PRIE8T I OOf dp on my elbow and peered toward the door, and Anally rose llently and went to 1L The table which I had again placed before It waa undisturbed. "Mica," 1 told myselt "In the walla. The place la full ot them, probably." And went back to bed. But not thla time to aleep. Among ereral ether things I determined to get a tew quiet worda with Marcel )n the morning. I should alao remember to ask Lovachlem tor a key to my room. After all, keys exlBted, and I myself Intended to make no casual matter of It 1 There was something decidedly unpleasant about that deserted wing and now that the wind had gone down I particularly disliked the way various creaks and amall mysterious rustles cams to life. With dawn I fell asleep again and woke late to a gray and troublous day. When Marcel brought my coffee and aome very hard rolls I began: "Marcel, you know, of course, that I'm in rather a bad fix about this murder?" , Oh, yes, he knew. "Well, It develops that It Is of the utmost Importance to both Miss Tally and me to discover every thing possible about the murder. I myself am In some danger ot being hanged for it or guillotined or whatever they do and Miss Tally-" "Miss Tally Is In danger, also," finished Marcel quickly, his eyea napping. "Me, I know that." "Well, then," I said slowly, "I won't press yon. Marcel, but I want yon to think It over. Miss Tally says yon have been very kind to her perhaps when you consider the matter for a time you may er recall something you've seen or heard that will help us discover the real murderer." He nodded soberly. "Ton know, then, that I didn't to It?" I had gone tod far. "Monsieur Is not a criminal," aald Maroel. "I cannot say more but I will think. It Is possible perhaps. Monsieur wov.Id llko his bath now?" And after running the tub full of almost lukewarm wator he left abruptly. There was about his de parture a suggestion of escape, and I could only hope that his liking tor Bue Tally would work In our favor. I wanted to help Sua, ot course, but at the same time there's no use denying that I wanted quite as much to help myself, The hotel had been deserted when I first came down In the morn ing; only Puccl cocked a suspicious ye toward me as I went through the lobby. But when I returned from my walk Madame Orethe waa at the desk her eyes looked very green and knowing, and she smiled secretively as she spoke to me and Mrs. Byng and the priest were sit ting In the lounge. Mrs. Byng was knitting furiously oq somo enor mous garment. TIB place was silent except tor the priest's newspaper rustling now and then and Mrs. Byng's needles clicking, I looked up; the skylight waa gray and the encircling galleries were empty and bare and the doors blank. It was not, to say the least, a cheorful spot, and It was rather appalling to think that we'd all got to stay there until the police gave ns permission to leave, I sat down fairly near the priest. I got out my cigarottes; Puccl transferred his attention to the watch on my wrist "I'm sorry," I said, across the ob vious barrier of the newspaper. "But may I have a match?" Mrs. Byng's needles clicked, and he gave me a sharp look, and her .equine nose lifted a Uttlo as U It miffed battle. The priest's newspa per rustled reluctantly as he shifted it to one hand. The flaming radl knee ot his board came into view, he reached for the box of matches lying before him on the small ta ble and passed It over to me. "Thanks," I murmured, lit my cigarette, and as ho Immersed him self in the newspaper at once, I persisted: "Yon speak English, then?" He gave me a morose look from the edge ot the newspaper. Belligerent nrazll State Quieted. SAO PAULO, Brazil. (AP) The State of Sao Paulo, which last sum mer staged a three-months rebellion. haa quieted down to such an extent that two prisons bave been closed. Post-war liberation of political pris oners left the two Jails a 1 mart empty and the police paroled the other In by Mignon G. Eberharf "Yes,' uu said flatly, and disap peared again. Mrs. Byng's needles clicked violently. Traveling?" I remarked la a touristy approach. No." This time ha did not even glance around the newspaper. "English, are you?" He looked at ma fully this time. His face waa not old, but It was lined; his eyes were a light yellow gray, and around his month the hairs ot his red beard grew thin, and yon felt a sort ot distaste look ing at It "No," he aald aharply. "Trench." He stared at me a moment and then added: "It yon must know, I've spent two years in America and I'm here for my health. I also speak French and Italian. And I can read Latin." I said blandly: "Funny place to come to for your health. Have you been here long?" The newspaper quivered for a mo ment, then his light eyes and flam ing soft beard reappeared. "If," he said coldly, "you want my full history, go to the police. They've Just acquired It, owing to the very strange affair which ac companied your arrival here. Then was," he added, driving the point further home, "no murder befors you arrived." He continued to stars coldly and blandly at me. It was unfortunate that Puccl, who had been exploring silently In the vicinity of my pocket drew forth at that moment a box ot matches, laid it carefully upon my knee, and uttered a triumphant oluck. The priest looked at it and Mrs. Byng looked at It, and the cockatoo looked at It and preened himself and clucked again happily. nPHEl second cluck waa too much for Father Robart, who himself uttered a sound not too faintly re sembling It shoved his paper to gether with an angry motion, rose, and stalked toward the lift The lit, tie Iron gate banged, the two nar row doors dipped together, and the small lift looking not unlike a very tall coffin, murmured dully and started to crawl upward. "Puccl," I aald softly, "some day someone's going to wring your neck." Mrs. Byng sniffed again. "If. there ever was a bird In league with a devil. It is that one." She eyed the bird with asperity, and Puccl, eyeing her brightly, uttored a kind of aquawky gurgle which certainly suggested a hoarsely dla bollo laugh. Mrs. Byng's thick eyebrows flew upward In a startled manner, and the needles paused for just (in In stant; then, recovering herself nobly, she nodded to me in an "I-told-you-so" way and resumed her knitting. Puccl returned to the matches quite as it sulphur had a natural attraction tor him, and I said to Mrs. Byng: "I'm glad to see you've recovered from the shock of the other night." "I may look better," she said, knitting rapidly. "But I still feel the shock. I feel anything for a long time, Mr. Sundean, and feel It deep ly. I have temperament. I have tem perament And I might say right here I have good eyes, Mr. Sun dean. And temperament." "No doubt" I said warmly under the compulsion ot her waiting gaze, and Just then the gong for lunch sounded. The meal over, I returned to the lounge and settled In a corner at the tar end with ooffee and a ciga rette and an old "Punch," hoping either Sue or Lorn would find me there. But Lorn slipped quietly ont again and Sue had disappeared. Gradually the faint clatter from regions back ot the dining room died away. The day bad grown darker, and the well ot the lounge, lighted only by the gray and sullen skylight was shadowy and dim and very silent The whole place In fact had sunk Into a kind ot sentient brooding silence which reminded you that, be yond those twisting dark corridors and blank doors, there waa, the same small circle that had been In the hotel that wlnd-rldden night when a man was murdered. I felt nneasy and restless, and was oddly rellovcd to hear quick light footsteps cross the dining room back ot me. It was Marcel. He came closer to me. His eyes darted quickly about the lounge. "I have decided myself. I will toll you." he said then, soberly and In a low voice. 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