PXOE EIGHT
iranroRD icctl tribune, medpord, Oregon, stndat, sttgust 6, 1933.
Ik,- HIDDEN DOOR
BY FRANK L. PACKARD
8V0P8I8: Before he woe shot
In the apartment of Colin Hewitt,
the tcrlter. Redd Turner had ex- ,
acted a promise from Colin that
the latter would deliver a Utter
hidden in Reddy's room. Feddv vaa
hot on the trail at the Mask, under
world ctar, but the Mask wot first
the dravt. The Hash later tele
phoned Colin that if he does not
meddle he will be eafe. Vow Colin
has let himeelf into Reddy'e former
rooming hovee, first determining
that the present oeoupant of
Jteddv'e room. Butch Connal, it not
in .Veia York.
Chapter Eight
THB CURTAIN POLK
HB to In the ball now, and here
he stood (till again, this time to
listen. Faintly, from upstairs some
where, he could hear men's rolces, a
snatch of laughter, and, unless he
was far wide o the mark, the rattle
of chips. There was no other sound.
There was no light to be seen any
where; but again the moonlight
aided him, for the front doors wore
glass-paneled and a streak of It,
altering In lay along the hall.
He started forward; but, as he
tiptoed silently down the hall, he
became all at once conscious of a
sense of eerlness, coupled with a
port of panicky Impulse to hurry and
get It all over and done with
quickly as possible. No reason for
jt Ot course not!
But somehow he did not feel at all
-debonair, not nearly so nonchalant
as he had felt In the cab. It was
easier to write about this sort of
thing!
There were two doors that opened
off the rlghthand side of the hall.
He passed the first, reached the sec
ond. This was the room that had
once been Roddy's and was now oc
cupied by Butch Connal.
A sudden disturbing suggestion
occurred to him. Butch Connal was
away, but any one of Butch's crowd
might be bunking up In there for the
sight Nonsense! His lips Armed.
He tried the door. Locked, ot course.
His koys cams Into play again.
The first one would not work nor
the second. Ha was not so good, af
ter all I He made a third attempt
with a third key, and this time, attor
persisting for a moment, he was suc
cessful. H1b face cleared as the lock
bolt clicked back responslrely.
He pushed the door open a few
Inches at a time, silently, and
peered Into the room. There wae
only one window a bay window
that looked out on the rear, and the
curtains that hung across the bay
window, forming a sort of little al
core, were not quite drawn. The
moonlight flooding In enabled him
to see plainly. The bed was un
occupied. The room was empty.
Colin slipped through the door
way, closed the door quietly, and
stepped swiftly across the room to
the window. Behind the portieres In
the window bay was a chair. He
passed behind the curtains and,
standing on the chair, reached up
lor the heavy brass curtain pole.
It came away readily enough from
its supports as he lifted It, but Us
.weight, even though the pole was ot
course hollow, combined with the
(weight ot the heavy portieres, was
so much more than be had expected
that It nearly caused him to lose his
ibalance. He recovered himself with
muttered Imprecation, stepped
idown from the chair, and laid the
bole and portieres on the floor.
"The right-hand knob." Reddy had
Mid. That would mean the right
hand knob ss one faced the window,
f course. Well, here It was the
isual finishing touch to most curtain
ioles, a ball-like ornament. It re
ulred no effort to unscrew it. It
:arae away readily.
He probed, with his Angers Into
the hollow of the pole. The envelope,
twisted Into a roll, was there. He
pulled It out, dattened It Into shape,
tnd thrust It into his pocket.
Ha screwed tbe knob back Into
lace, picked up the pole, and back-
ng Into the window bay, stood up
gain on the chair. He hoisted the
ole above his head to replace It on
ts supports and his hands, In mid-
Ir, became suddenly motionless.
he portieres were slightly parted
s they dangled in front ot him, and
the track of tbe moonlight he
:ould see the fai and ot the room.
The door from the hall was being
stealthily opened.
hpHB blood tor an instant whipped
through Colln's reins, pounding
sit his eardrums, end then a cold, un
natural calm settled upon him. The
door was closed now, and a man was
coming toward him across the room.
He could sea but little ot the man's
lacs, for It was mostly hidden by
tbe other's hat brim but be could see
quite plainly enough the revolver In
the outflung band.
- Colln's lips tightened Into a
straight line. It seemed as though
there had endured an eternity ot
time since be had first seen that
door begin to open, though In reality
he knew It could have been but
scarcely more than the passing ot a
second.
"Don't move I" snarled the man.
"You've got your hands above your
head keep 'em there!"
Colln's mind was delving, prob
ing swiftly. What was he to do?
Not a nice situation. Not likely, but
there was always the possibility that
one of Butch Connal's crowd, or one
of the gangsters who lodged in the
house had seen him come in here;
if not, then the Mask, both by tele
phone and physical contact through
proxy for, disguised or not. It was
a certainty that this was not the
Mask In person was becoming
ubiquitous tonight. This man wss
too tall to be tbs Mask.
"All right, but this thing's heavy,"
Oolin complained) then coolly; "And
may I ask what you are doing here,
and who you are?"
"You're kind ot fresh, ain't you?"
snarped the other. "Well, you won't
be so fresh when I'm through with
you! Bee? It don't matter who I am.
What matters Is that yon are a guy
named Colin Hewitt"
"I am." Colin admitted. "But how
do you know?"
"You're some talker, ain't you?"
sneered the man. "I don't need to
see your map. I followed you here
from your dump, that's how I know."
"Oh, no, you didn't!" Colin refuted
confidently. "I'm quite sure ot that"
"Sure, you're sure!" the man
chuckled evilly, "Gummed up your
trail and kept your eyes open, didn't
you? You're a hot detective writer,
you are! Maybe If you get out of
this alive, which the chances are you
won't, you'll be able to hand out
some of the real goods for a change.
You were a laugh with your head go
ing around like it was on a swivel
trying to make snre no one was
lamping you."
Colln's Ire rose. All doubt that he
was dealing with one ot the Mask's
tools was gone now, and it was ob
viously true that he had been out
witted, but this arraignment was a
bit stiff.
THANK you!" ha said rartly.
"Toll me hnw."
"Aw," sniffed the man contemptu
ously, "there was nothing to ltl I
was waiting just around the oorner
with a car where I could watch that
dinky little alleyway ot yours In
case you came out. I didn't know
whether I'd need a car or not, but
I had It there. See?
"You got a taxi before you'd gone
half a block. I passed your taxi and
after that I kept you In sight be
hind. When you got uptown a bit
where there was more traffic, you
passed me; Get It? And when your
taxi stopped on Fifth Avenue, I was
going by you at about sixty per.
I didn't have to worry any mora
I knew where you were going then
and I didn't mind giving you a fen
minutes to get your work in so's
I could get the goods on you like
have."
The curtain pole was heavy. Bui
It wss only in a sort ot aubconscioui
way that Colin was aware his armi
were beginning to ache with thi
strain. He waa trapped. He hit
msddted and been caught In thi
act And Reddy's letter was in hh
pocket
"Thanks," ha said again ourtly.
"You have refused to Introduce your
self, but I suppose, after all, that
wpuld be superfluous. As I take It
you are representing a certain per
sonage known to both of us as the
Mask, and "
Cut It out!" Interrupted the man
savagely. "You've gaasod plenty.
We'll get down to cases."
A sudden inspiration dawned In
Colln's mind. Grim, swift humor, sn
ironlo laugh at himself was In his
soul. It was what ha would have
had bis "daring and resourceful"
bero do, of oourse, if he had bees
writing the scene. Well, if It was
plausible, there wss a chancs, an
even chance If he could bslt tbs
trap. This thing weighed a ton. How
much longer could he stand here
balanced on the chair like some
trick performer on a stage?
(Copyright, MM. rrank L. Paohari)
Colin tains s wHd Shan la, tomorrow,
WBW YORK. Aug. I. VP) Trad
ad business continued on the up
rend last week with gains dtstrlb
Titsd In more directions, the Dun
Bredstreet Review satd yesterdsy. The
Improvement was emphatic despite
minor fluctuations In Isolated places,
the gsncy added.
Regarding the balance of retail
purchasing against production and
wholesale operations, the agency said
"the fact that consumer buying thus
far has trmied somewhat the hectic
gains in wholesale commitments and
Industrial production has created no
oauae for concern, aa spending habits
acquired under the stark grlmnese
ot the last three years were not ex
pected to be ohanged with one fell
swoop."
Broken windows glased by Trow-
hrldge Cabinet Works.
IE!
SALEM,
37 oente
Ore., Aug. 8. (p) The
an hour minimum wage
adopted for Oregon, Washington and
California women cannery workers
haa not been uperaeded by Presi
dent Roosevelt's blanket code, Chu.
H. Oram, Oregon stat labor com
mt&sloner. said yesterday.
Ths wag agreement, adopted by
canners and welfare commissions of
the three states, also provided for
27 Vi oenta an hour tor at least 86
per cent of all piece workers, with
time and a quarter for all work over
eight hqurs.
Subsequently women workers were
replaced by men at a lower wage on
some of the Jobs in Salem canneries.
Secretary of Labor Frances Per
kins answered a query by Oram,
stating that as far as women workers
I are concerned, the trt -state agree
ment stands for the entire 1838 can
nery season.
BETTER I
FOR D.i
BEND, Ore., Aug.
lng no reference to
6. (yp) Mak
hls duties as
public works administrator for tbe
northwest district, Marshall Dana of
Portland last night addressed more
than 1000 persons In Redmond at
the annual picnic of the Central Ore
gon Co-operative creamery. Dana
confined his remarks to a discussion
of ths dairying Industry In Oregon.
He predicted better times are ahead.
Dairymen, Dana said, stand a much
better chance to emerge from Vie
depression In a position to move
Ahead with tbe times than do many
men in other lines of business.
PENDLETON, Ore, Aug. VP)
Newspaper publishers and printers of
eastern Oregon met yesterday dis
cussing a code proposed by the Amer
ican Newspaper Publishers' associa
tion to meet provisions ot the Na
tional Recovery Act.
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