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i FOUR yinSI5FORTJ MAIL ' TRTBTJOT!, MEDFORD, OREGON, MONDAY, SKY 8, 1933.. Tbe Wlule Coclcaf oo by Uignon G. Eberhart1 BYAUl'818: Marcel, the little nnrter of the French hotel in which the tragedy i etaged. I killed bu a thot from the elevator iuet at he ie telling Jim Sundean what he knowe about a previous murder. Then Sundean himself ie wounded. Be and the detective. David Lorn, believe the evetite are vart of a vlot to rob Hue Tallv of the token by meane of whlh ehe may claim half i of her father's huge fortune, liar eel managee to gasp that the ollbt of the man known ae Father So bart ie telee. When Eundean telle father Poltart. the latter ie eo angry he nearly steps on the white cockatoo. Chapter IS BAITINQ FATHER ROBART FATHER ROBART looked down and hastily swerved Just la time to prevent Puccl's sudden transla tion to undoubtedly a warmer spot PuccI croaked again and fluttered struggllnglr upward to a chair and looked at the priest with his sus picions confirmed. The priest In the meantime mut tered something that sounded very much like "Curse the bird" and was most unsuitable to his cloth, and had regained his threatened balance. "Why, Father Hohartl" I mur mured In a reproaching way. He stood, a long black figure, with the wind sweeping the skirts of his robe outward and threatening his hallow shovel hat. In spite ot his trappings he looked anything but pious. Still, priests are but normal, and perhaps the mysterious Illness that had brought tUm to Armene had made him a little more peevish than ordinary. Peevish, however, was scarcely the word; the man was glowering (own at me, he was fairly bubbling with wrath, but he was still silent "Father Robert!" I said again In gentle reproach. "Such words from a man ot God. May I trouble you (or a match?" His rage bubbled over at once. He took a menacing step or two toward me, his long black arms look ing, I must say, anything but feeble, "I suppose," he said, "that you've told the police." . "No. Not yet." 'Why?" "Why what?" ' He forced himself, I thought, to take a long breath and to become Steady. "Why have yon not told the police what you've Just told me?" he asked more coolly, but with the still look deepened In his light eyes. "I haven't had time," I said with a degree of honesty. "I bad more Im portant mattora to explain to them yosterday. But It's my duty, of course, to Inform them of It." "It doesn't matter," said Father Robart "Having no alibi Is noth lng." "Nothing at all," I agreed. "Still, I suppose the police will ask why has this man been at some pains to prepare a false alibi?" QUESTION that Is easily answered," he said coldly. "In these unsettled times, when the Church Itself Is assailed. It Is un wise for men of tbe Church to per mit themselves to be entangled in any way with such things at He made a gesture toward the north wing ot the hotel, with Its shining glass wall looking down at us and the little Iron stairway at Its end. "As that be said conclusively. "Keeping myself completely clear et the thing was merely another duty, Mr. Sundean, which you who talk so glibly and familiarly of duty will understand." With which he said good-morning In a way which hinted at triumph and turned sweep- Ingly away. The dignity ot bis departure was, however, somowbat marred by tbe cockatoo's making a sudden clutch t bla soutane with a long gray claw, and hanging on for dear life, and squawking like a very devil, and (having to be forcibly released. , During the releasing I think he nipped tbe priest slightly, tor the priest uttered suddenly an enraged ejaculation and put his linger In his mouth In a most undignified "way, and altogether It was a con (fined moment or two before Fathor Robart resumed his exit which was, then, a ruffled and rather ;hasty affair and gave me some mall pleasure. ; Fuccl, perching on tbe chair, gave me a diabolically knowing look, (hook his feathers gleefully, and all jbut chuckled. It was possible. It occurred to me, that he had a nat ural antipathy for churehly vest ment I "And what," said Sue behind me, "did you do to Father Robert?" 1 sprang to my Itet. She was standing there, glowing In the fresh cold air of the morning. A spark of laughter waa dancing in her eyes, and her cheeks were pink. She wore some kind it tweedlsh-looklng Jacket and skirt of a soft warm gray, and a scarlet beret was perched on one side ot her bright hair, and there was a touch' of something scarlet at her throat and she looked altogether very nice. "Nothing," I said slowly. Her face sobered. "Why what Is the matter? What have I done?" she asked in a small voice. "Nothing at all. Nothing. There' nothing wrong." I realised that I was babbling and drew myself up short After all, I could scarcely tell the girl that I wished she wouldn't manage to look like that She would say, and rightly: "Why on earth not?" And I would ssy as rightly: "No reason at all. It's noth ing to me. Nothing" I was bab bling again, fortunately not aloud this time. "We were only talking," I said more lucidly. "The priest and I. He explained the matter of his false alibi." I told her of tbe result of the en counter, and she listened gravely. "It sounds," she said when I'd finished, "rather reasonable. At least I think It will sound rather reasonable to the police." "Perhaps," 1 agreed. "Neverthe less I think the priest Is not what he seems." She looked suddenly white again, as If my words had brongbt her too suddenly back to the horror that had visited tbe old hotel. "You don't think Father Robart Oh, no, I can't consider It We can'l think that the murderer la here. Here among ns. All the time. That would be too dreadful. Why wi would all be gibbering Idiots." "I don t know," I said honestly, "I don't like to frighten you, bul you must remember that It Is at least a possibility. Good God, how I wish you could leave!" T ISN'T Just flattering to think that you want me out ot thi way," she said lightly, although her eyes leaped to mine. " "There's nothing I should like better," I said brusquely. "I'm sorry, but I can't be light-hearted about It." Her smile vanished. She said gravely: , "Let's not begin that again. I can't leave even It I would." She spoke very stiffly and coldly, and I felt puzzled and dismayed; I had only wanted to be sure she waa safe. She leaned a little toward me and said suddenly: "Don't look like that. You've been everything that's" after a pause she said "kind," and 1 felt pleased and yet rather let down. "I'll be very careful. I won't take any chances at all. But I can't believe it's mad even to consider tbe murderer's be ing one of us here In the hotel. Don't you see that It Is?" "I don't know," I said morosely. "I should say this crasy, dark, silent old place might harbor anything." She shivered again and moved un consciously nearer me and cried: "Don't!" "I'm a fool," I said briskly. "I'm an Idiot You're quite right There's nothing for you to fear in the hotel." "I'm not that Is, I won't be scared. More than I can help at any rate," ehe added honestly. "Is your shoulder better?" "It really Isn't bad. It's only stiff and sore." "Has the doctor been here yet?" "No. Now then" I hated to drag her back to the problems before her, but still It had to be done, so that she might gat her millions, "have you asked Lovschtem tor tbe envelope yon had him put in the safe?" "Yes." Her eyes had darkened again. "He gave It to your "No." "No!" I had expected It "What excuse did he give? Here, do sit down." She took the chair absently, and I drew one near her and sat down also, and Fuccl at once flapped and sidled and clung till he got onto my knee and then Anally to my shoulder, with his head very near my mouth In a conspiratorial way. "He said." Sue told me gravely, that he'd lost the combination." tCovlrrlght, 1HS. Ulgno O. Bberhart) Mn. 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