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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. Bynq contributes, tosnarromfc
U the horrible tangle.
MRS. FURRY GIVEN
SHOWER IN PHOENIX
PHOENIX, Uaj a. (Spl.) Mr,
flay mon Furry wu tho In ftp t ration
of a ihomr Riven t hr horn Wed
ne4jr by the Thursday club. Thr
mtn 68 gueaU prewnt. Mrs. Furry
fu the recipient of many lovely gifts.
HUSKY TRACKSTERS
DEFEAT ORE. STATE
OORVALUS. Ore, May 8. (AP)
The University of Washington hsd
little trouble In winning the dual
track meet here today from Oregon
State college, 83 1-3 to 47 3-3. a meet
that saw most of ttis races run off
In a cold wind Interspersed with a
driving rain.
GIRL SCOUT PLAYS
PHOENIX THURSDAY
PHOENIX, May 6. (fipl.) Olrl
fScoyta will present two plnys at the
Phoenix Presbyterian church Thurv
day night, A email fftiarge will be
made for admlMion and the proceeds
will toe iiM to register girls Into Che
aoout order.
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Charging that hla children are liv
ing with disreputable persons, and In
a state of depravity, S. J. Burgdorf
Saturday filed a petition wltto -the
Juvenile court asking tb&t hla chil
dren, Sidney J. Jr., 19, and Betty, 14.
b removed from the apartments,
where they are now living.
A hearing on the petition will be
held early this week when a guardian
for the children will be named. In
ca&e the petition la granted.
S. J. Burgdorf Is the father of the
children, and Elthel Burgdorf the
mother.
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DBS MOINES. Iowa, May 8. (AP)
Nine days of military control In
north weat Iowa's farm war are n ear
ed an end today with quiet reigning
over the sector where agricultural un
rest broke Into violence last week.
. arming of more than 190 persons
arreated at La Mara and Denlaon the
last week has revealed evidence that
threats of violence were uaad In forc
ing fanners to Join the farm holiday
movement.
The inquiry conducted by military
courts, resulted In flndlnga on which
Attorney General Edward L. Connor
plans to bring charges aa criminal
ayndlcallam and conspiracy next week
against many of the prisoners.
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