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MTTDFOHD WAIL TRTBTTyE, MTTDK)RD, OREGON. MOXDXY, HAY 22, 1933.
The Wliile Cockatoo
by Mignon C. EberhaTf
SYNOPSIS: Sue Tally had In he
possession a token wtth which
she must identify herself to hei
brother Francis, whom she hoe not
seen since childhood, in order to in
herit her half ot her father's enor
mous fortune. There have been
three murders in the little French
hotel in which she lives, connected
with attempts to steal the token.
Francis arrivesand the token dis
appears. Jim Hundean advises Sue
to "bluff" her brother and his de
tective. David Lorn, while he tries
to find the token, funded ques
tions Sue,
Chapter 40
STRANGE QUESTIONS
"THIS Is your handkerchief isn't
It?" I asked Bus.
She looked at the delicate wisp ol
white that I drew from my pocket.
She had been, 1 think, about to ques
tion me further, tor she looked faint
ly Impatient at the Interruption. The
Impatient look, however, was suc
ceeded by .t puzzled little frown.
"Why, yes," she said. "I believe
It Is. At least, It looks like some 1
have, and it has a scent that I nse.
I couldn't be sure, though. It's a
quite ordinary handkerchief you
can get dozens ot them In any store
In France. WhyJ"
I did not explain. I said: "I found
it on the floor. Will you come with
me a moment I know your broth'
er's waiting and you mustn't be long,
but It will only take a moment."
She looked further puzzled, but
went with me toward the north cor
ridor.
At the end of the corridor I asked
her to stand for a moment before
my door. I marked her height
against the window. I did not need
even to go to the lobby whence J
had seen that flying silhouette. Even
allowing largely for the angle of
my perspective from the lobby, Sue
was at least a foot shorter than that
brief silhouette had been. I ought
to have known It at once.
There was still neither time nor
need to explain then to Sue. I said:
"Do you see that room up there on
the third story the fifth shutter
from the corner of the middle sec
tion? About number thirty-four jt
thirty-five: Were you up there at
all the night of the first murder?'
I don't know what she was think
ing of me just then. She looked per
plexed, but Sue was never dull.
"No," she said directly.
"Another thing." I said. "And for
give me for all this painlessness." I
hesitated here; the thing I was
about to ask was not entirely point
less. I plunged on, however:
"Mrs. Byng says she saw you turn
ing out the hotel lights the night of
the first murder. She says" Sue's
eyai were widening. "She says," I
went on mlsorably as I saw that my
very inquiry must suggest to her
that I'd believed Mrs. Byng, "that
she saw you at the switch box, there
In the corridor near her door. That
she saw you pull the main switch,
and that tho lights went out at
once."
"And you believed her?" said Sue
rather sadly.
"No." I had her hands and almost
had her, suddenly, In my arms. "Not
I didn't believe her. Not when you
told me where you'd been at that
time."
She pulled back away from me.
"I don't know what Mrs. Byng saw
or thought she saw," said Sue. "But
I told yon the exact truth. About
everything."
"I know. I know. Toll me, Is Mrs.
Byng friendly with you?"
"WHY no," ,aid Bue. But not
" unfriendly, either. We've had
very little to do with one another.
Scarcely talked at all."
"You wouldn't say, then, that she'd
ever been particularly Interested In
you?"
"Heavens, no," said Sue, seeing
what I meant and forgiving me si
multaneously. "If you mean Mrs.
Byng may be suspect that's ab
surd. She's exactly what she seems."
"I'm beginning to think I don't
mean anything. You'd best go along
to your brother. He'll grow suspi
cious. I'll go with you to the lounge."
"It's not going to be easy," said
Sue. "Facial him, knowing all along
that It he suddenly produces his own
token I cannot produce mine .o
match it, 1 was almost roady this
morning to give up the whole thing.
Alter all why do I want live million
dollars ?" She said It thoughtfully, as
It she really did wonder why.
"Five millions," I said rather bit
terly, "Is not to be regarded with dis
respect. And in this case, It yon ure
In for a penny you're In for a pound."
We were walking back along the
north corridor. In two or three days
at the most she would go completely
out of my life.
It was then that I knew what a
devastating thing It would be never
again to see her advancing toward
me. Never a; aln to catch the gay lit
tle challenge ot her mouth that was
a smile. Never again to watch the
gallant lift ot her chin, the light In
gold gleams on her hair, the delicacy
ot her hands and her beautiful body.
Yes, It was devastating. It was
like being caught in the vortex ot a
cyclone thit you hadn't seen coming.
But evon In that destructive mo
ment and It Isn't easy to know sud
denly that your only moments of
high and maglo living are counted
and are few Li count, and that they'll
go swiftly and Irretrievably and
finally even In that moment I knew
I could not tell her. I could not tell
this girl with the golden millions.
I wished she'd gone that morning
before her brother camel I wished
she'd given up her claim as she said
she was about to do I wished all
manner of Insane things.
And something said: Yon won't
feel this tearing at you for long; it
would be nnedurable If you did but
you won't, for even the memory ot
your love will grow dim and faint.
AND that, of course, was worse,
and It Sue had turned just then,
If she'd faltered or hesitated or
looked to me for help, the whole
thing would have come out.
But she didn't turn. And by the
time we reached the stairway I had
walked througl. heaven and hell and
emerged. I loved her, and I was go
ing to give her np. I was even with
my own hands helping erect that
hateful, glittering path along which
her little feet would walk away
from me.
Well I emerged. It Is by no
means a unique experience. And
after all, I'd rather have had It than
not So there was no good making a
fuss about It.
It was almost a relief to wrench
myself back to the business at hand.
The business of helping Sue acquire
those damnable millions which not
only severed her from me but which
threatened her threatened her
threatened her.
And time was pressing.
Francis was still In the parlor. As
we walked down the last steps Into
the lounge, Lorn came suddenly
from the parlor.
"Your brother Is waiting for you,"
he said, and paused, his clouded
dark eyes meeting Sue's gaze, H
looked peculiarly uncertain and ill
at ease. The effect he gave of not
having concluded his sentence, and
thus ot having still something h
must say to her, was so strong thai
both Sue and I paused too, motion
less, waiting tor what was to coma
But It he'd Intended to say some
thing further he thought better ol
It; he made a rather strange little
gesture with his hands, shrugged
and walked away. She looked aftei
blm perplexedly, then turned toward
me with a question In her face. But I,
of course, could tell her nothing; 1
only felt that the detective's look
savored, somehow, of warning. -
Sue took a long breath, gave me
quick little nod, and walked swiftly
toward the stuffy old parlor and the
waiting man. There was a fine tern-'
perlng of steel In Sue; she never
lacked courage In a crisis.
I sat In the lounge in full view of
the door and waited. After a few sec
onds I found It Impossible to sit, and
rose, walktnj back and forth, watch
ing the parlor door, the lift, the gal
leries. After all, I'd seen little Mar
cel shot before my very eyes, and I
bad been powerless to prevent It. -
And there was no denying the fact
that with Francis' arrival Sue's dan
ger was great. His arrival had forced
the climax; now, It ever, the plot
would need be carried to Its swift
conclusion, for once he was con
vinced ot Sue's ldontlty that plot
muot automatically collapse. And
blind and groping about In the dark
as we were not knowing from what
quartor trouble might come there
was every reason to fear that that
conclusion might have an unthink
able, ghastly outcome.
With the token stolen, even the
small measure ot protection Us pos
session had given Sue was gone;
with that in the possession ot the
murderer the next step was inevita
bly to produce the substitute for Sue
and to silence Sue. And It must he
done at once, If ever.
(Copyright. 1933, lonon Q, Bbarhart)
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tomorrow, snarls Sua'a tangle atl
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OORVALUS, Ore, May S3. (AP)
With the season's peak In egg produc
tion apparently passed, market
firmed along the Paclflo coast this
past week with prices showing a two
cent rise In Portland and a cent gain
in San Francisco, It was etnted In
a review Issued today by the USDA
Bureau of Agricultural Economics, co
operating with the OSC Extension
service. Farther eaas the market waa
less firm through Paclflo coast eggs
remained unchanged at New York.
PORTLAND, Ore., May 32. (API
Clara Williams pleaded guilty In fed
eral court here today to a oharge of
conspiring to violate the postal laws
through a subscription campaign he
conducted for a Bearerton, Ore., news
paper. He was sentenced to serve 6
months In a federal road camp.
Pete Donlon. atroke of Callfornla'a
19 3 8 Olympic Games champion
etght-oare4 shell, has become rowing
conch of the South End Rowing club
of San Francisco.
ASHLAND, May 21, (Spl.) Mrs.
Ellen Pate at 62 Roeo atreet la
threatened with loss of the eight of
one oye &o a result of waahlng her
right eye laat Monday with Iysol In
stead of an eye wash which she
thought she waa using. She la con
fined to her bed because of the ac
cident and although under a doctor's
care, the extent of the painful and
serloua Injury will be be known for
perhapa two or three weeks. The
doctor was not called on the case
until some time after the accident
aa Mrs. Pate attempted to take care
of the trouble herself.
Carl Hubbell, the Qlanta great
southpaw, once was advised by Ty
Cobb to give up the "screw ball," the
delivery that has stood National
league batters on their beada thla
spring.
VERSAILLES TREATY
BLAMED BY BORAH
WASHINGTON, May 32. (AP)
Likening Europe to a "smouldering
volcano," Senator Borah, in an ad
dress tonight, said the Versailles
treaty was the "real obstacle" stand
ing in the way of auocew at the forth
coming disarmament and economic
conferences.
Speaking before th Women's In
ternational league for peace and free
dom, the former chairman of the
senate foreign relations committee
said disarmament, and not debts, waa
the "supreme problem" facing the
world.
Twins, B. and W. Rldeout of Tus
cola, HI., high school, finished one
two in a mile run at a prep school
relays meet, and both were under the
track record.
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