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si PJGE TWELVE MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE,' MEDFORD, OREGON, FRIDAY, MAY 5, 1933. TIic Wliite Cockatoo ty Hignan G. Eberhart 3 BYNOPBIBt Tieo murder have been committed in Jim Bundean'e little hotel in Southern France, end two attempt have been made on hie lie. It all it linked. Hundtan . and David Lorn, the detective, be ' lieve, with an attemvt to eecure the token with which Bue Tally : muet vrove her right to half ot Xer father's millione. The police euepect the wounded Eundean of , the murder, but hie chief concern I ie for the welfare of Sue Tally. I 'with horn, he ooee to look after Chapter it THE CONFERENCE QHB went with at back to mr room. We chose that room with' out thinking about tt I suppose be cause we had met and talked thore before and because It was warm and the wing waa deserted and thu we would be apt to have no ob errors. The police, Lorn aald dry ly, were stationed at rarlous places round the hotel. "We're like rata In a trap.' said Cue suddenly and caught her breath. And so began another strange conference In that old-fashioned room In the cold, deserted wing, with the Ore crackling now and then, and the wind blowing In the court below and outside the win- flows. , Lorn and I did most ot the talk Ing. Sue was Terr quiet and pale, and there had been tears on her cheeks. Our talk was not long, for we were all desperately weary and shaken with the ugly affair of the afternoon. It was, however, impor tant; particularly Important In rlew fit what happened later. "See here," I aald abruptly. know you consider the LoTschlem: your friends. But I want to suggest omethlng. Why. don't you tell Madame that you're put the token In a bank? A bank In Paris or Lon don or somewhere. "Don't tell me where yon hare It perhaps that a exactly what you did at any rate, I think you're wise to keep Its whereabouts aecret. But that will put them plf-, " "Always providing, Interrupted Sue dangerously, "that my friends who bare been my only friends tor a long and hard year are planning to murder me for an Inheritance that they don't eren know lire got.' "Alwaya providing that," I said, .wishing I could shake her. It was curious how easily a little flame ot queer antagonism could leap up between us; it-waa as If tor a Dash each resented something In the other. I resented her not agreeing with' me, and thon I knew that somehow she had a kind of hold upon me or I shouldn't hare hated her disagreeing with me, and so then something In me resented that hold upon me. And In another second there was no feeling of resentment at all, only a warm kind of pleasure be cause she was there, sitting quietly before me, her bright head bent, and the fine angle of her chin faint ly pink against the black velvet of her tightly buttoned coat, her alen der feet on tha rug, ber whole love ly body slim and line and yet beauti fully rounded. I aald In a matter-of-fact way: ' "Wo can scarcely help wondering bout the Lorschloms. You admit ted that your mother might hare told them something. They are bere managing the hotel. Who Islse Is there to suspect?" MlE'VB been over all this be- I' I" fore," said Sue. "And, anyway, on have no evidence against either pi tnem. "That's quite true," aald Lorn Jlryly. "Thore'a not one definite thing we're got against Lovschlem." "Unless we can prove he knew the. man who waa first murdered. 'As for Marcel's murder anyone jereryone In the hotel is open to suspicion." "Do yon still feel It may be lim ited to the hotel T" asked Sue. "That -surely that can't be true. I can't believe that the Lovschlems are In volved. You and Mr. Lorn and Father Robart are solf-oiplanatory. fThe cook Is just a tat and rather stupid cook and anyway, ho .wasn't here the night ot the first murder. Marianne that's absurd. Mrs. Byng equally absurd. And I didn't do it. "And there's no one else. No, It fcan't be limited to ua In the hotel. After all, someone could easily have got Into the place thla afternoon no reason at all why he shouldn't bave walked boldly In, either front br kitchen entrance, shot Marcel, kind escaped without being seen." Her voice trembled over Mnrcol, And I experienced a strange little surge of tenderness toward her. "And as to the night of the first murder?" I said. "Oh," she spread out her hands In a hopeless gesture "I don't know. Anything could bave been done that night. Perhaps that way through the hotel gate waa known to more people than 1 thought. At any rate it's not to be thought vt that the murderer Is here, now, In this hotel. But I promise you, Mr. Sundean, that I shall be very care ful." Her breath caught In what was very near a sob. "How could I help being careful after what I're seen?". Her face was tired and white There were slender blue marks un der her eyes. I said: "See here. We'll cut this talk short. Ws can finish It tomorrow. The main thing la tor yon to keep your door locked and bolted tonight. And the first thing In the morn ing " I hesitated, for after all what I was about to say Was Lorn's busi ness, not mine. But I continued: The first thing In the morning It might not be a bad Idea to get the papers that you gave to Lovschlem out of his safe and take them to tha bank." "That's what Mr. Lorn advised," said Sue wearily. "Very well. I'll do It. But the Lovschlems " She broke off abruptly and said Instead, "I'm going now." We both went with her to ber room. Lorn stood with her at the door while I searched ber room; there was, of course, no one hiding In the great wardrobe or behind the curtains or In the bathtub, and there waa little other place In which to hide. But I wanted to be certain, and I waited In the corridor until she had whispered "Good-night" and vanished and I heard the key turn ing and then Immediately the bolt slipping Into place. THE corridors were deserted, and there had hnnn nn nn in aa Lorn turned In another direction. 1 walked toward the north-wing cor rldor again. The halls were hall dark, as usual. It waa Just as I turned suddenly around, the angle above the steps that I . thought I saw a darker shadow down the length of the cor ridor ahead ot me which moved quickly out ot sight beyond tha angle ot the Intersecting corridor. I ran lightly and rapidly-toward where It had been, but when I reached the angle there was noth ing but blank doora and narrow hall leading back to a window at Its end. Probably, I told myself, turning finally Into the long bars corridor of the north wing with Its cold shin ing windows all along the court side and Ita bitter draft probably a mere optical Illusion composed of nothing but shadow. The court was craty again that night; though the wind was not as strong aa It had been, and the gusts were not as wild with their flying shadows. Still, It did not look In viting; neither did the little Iron stairway descending Into darkness. In the turmoil of the day I had again neglected to ask Lovschlem for a key, and I again, with a kind ot grim amusement at myself, propped the table against the door. was determined to stay In that room, but I never liked It. Neither did I like the cold, de serted wing with Its mysterious creaks and rustles. And neither, I confessed to mysslf, had I liked that flying shadow. It had had, somehow, a substan tiality ono does not associate with more shadows. My shoulder' was aching and throbbing damnably, and I took one of the pills the doctor had left me and finally went to sleep. I awoke with a start. I'd been dreaming wildly of Father Robert's black soutane with Ita full black skirt and of Sue's red slippers and the wind. The wind had lulled again Into such quiet that probably the mice In the old walls were noisy again. I listened, but It a noise had awakened me I heard no further sound. And If a prowling ghost bad coma to visit me, awakening me with a passing touch or sigh, then It was a lively ghost Indeed, for I smelled very definitely the odor of tobacco. I sniffed again and aat np. There was no ghost about It. Someone, somewhere near me, waa smoking. (Copyright, 199S. Uignon 0. Kberhart) Raeksd with pain from hit wound, Aundtan trlsa, tomorrow to aolva tho myitory of tho tobaoM tmoko. PORTLAND, May . (IP) Post ponement for one year of the first Marian congress to. be held In the United 6Utt. was announced her yesterday toy the Rev. A. M. Mayer, president of the congress and director of the Cstholie Order of 8errlte Fathers here. The congress, to bo held at the sanctuary ot Our Sor rowful Mother hers, will be held in August, 1034. Father Mayer aald the merlins waa postponed at the express wish of Pope Plus XI. SEP LONG DEAD Some of the hp reported killed it tho Wwterlund Orchards, belong ing to C. J. Phillip! and John Bohr, had been dead serenl weekj, accord ing to a re-port mad by Ed Leach, deputy sheriff, who Investigated the scene of tha reported killing. Phillip! and Bohr reported to the county court that police dogs bid killed 63 sheep last Sunday night, snd made claim to the county for compensation for that number of sheep. Investigation showed that It) ewes, tt Uraba and one buck bad been killed Sunday by the dogs, and that the remaining 32 had died at an earlier date. Claim was made for three dollars each for the Iambs, which were ready to go to market; two dollars each for the ewes, and ten dollars for the buck. LADS WILL GET Following a precedent established last year, the Chamber of Commerce will assist the boys ot the high and Junior high schools tn carrying out Boys' Business Experlsncs day, which Is scheduled, for Thursday. Msy 11. Firms and business houses willing to cooperato In the program designed to give business experience to the youth of the city are asked to get In touch with the Chamber of Com merce Immediately. Quite a number of firms nave already signified their intention of assisting in the program and It is hoped that many others will Join the movement to 1st tba boys obtain some real practical busi ness education. 4- ' Phone 643. Well baul away your refuse. City Sanitary Serrtoa. 4 PERMANENT 1-M, M M, M. . Bowman's. Phone 57. S'MATTER POP By C. M. PAYNE zZsT - . it mA ,j rfcyp. , A . 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