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About The Klamath news. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1923-1942 | View Entire Issue (April 22, 1941)
.SERIAL STORY DOLLARS TO BY EDITH ELLINGTON TUmDATl M AaMwaT WHI tl..l tm tmm MaUraa. Ha trm fa vim H a taa M, lullf aamlta that aa k ha Mli taat It aUeat raaaa fraal. atoa aat aatffalaaa. B at rtrteha aalla Saalafwa. Taa Baaa aaatlva ta. fares Aathaar. It's imI Wmlv aaa aartas aa Mw Wwatafl I ka, Waat aaa ka wlta -THAT MA.V AGAIN . . CHAPTER XXIX TRUCE SHELDRAKE paid DO attention to Beatrice. "So Mr. Curtis Weeming tads It necessary to plant stool pigeons in my store, does he?" he shouted. "He finds it necessary to provoke insubordination and make me trouble. He Is not satisfied with heckling, with criticizing every thing I have ever done. He is not content with stirring up hornets' nests at the bank. I've got to have them at the store, tool "He's sabotaged every piece of real progress I've ever attempted. How many other spies has he spotted throughout this store? How many stool-pigeon reports reports have been going out to him every week?" "I have not been stool pigeon, I Sheldrake) Anthony retorted. "I i happened to need a job, and I ap- plied at Otis store and got the Job. I Mr. Weeming had nothing what-, ever to do with It! In fact, he didnt want me to work here. But I was fool enough to think I could build career I was fool enough to think Huntington's was still the honest, worthwhile organization it used to be." Beatrice had never seen this Anthony before. "If Mr. Weeming happens to be investigating any angle of your activity, Mr. Shel drake, I am of the opinion that it's a damn good thing. But be has not investigated through me)" -If he's been investigating? shouted Bruce Sheldrake. He was a goaded bull, seeing red. "You know damn well he's been investi gating! That dried-up old skunk has been gunning for me since the day I became general super intendent. "I ha vent made a single move to this store without bucking Weeming paid old-timers at ev ery turn. Mr. Huntington didnt do this, Mr. Huntington didn't do that! Who's running this store now, Mike Huntington or me? "It's not my methods old man Weeming objects to. I've shown a profit at the end of every single year of my operation, and if he can find a better man for the job, I'd like to know where! I cam my bonus, and the hell with any one who says I don't. "Nobody, you hear me, nobody can tnd a damn thing wrong with I my method. They're not the sloppy, sentimental, outdated methods that used to run the roost around here, that's all. Old man Weeming's a lawyer, he doesn't know a thing about department store managing, yet he sits there 'in his office and tries to dictate to me. If I ran this store the way he wants, we'd close up in no itime!" The angry torrent poured out wo vehemently that Beatrice knew Mr. Sheldrake had said all this before Often. CHE stepped between the two men. "Just a minute." Her tone held a dangerous sweetness. "That's all very interesting, Mr. Sheldrake, but I think we've had quite enough of it. I'd like to ask Mr. Bradley a question." Mr. Sheldrake gaped. "Who are you?" "I have been working in the iBudget Fashions," she told him. "1 have just resigned." She 'turned her back on him. "Anthony Bradley, look at me. I want you to tell me exactly how it happened that you knew Bea trice Davenport had given her Dance a string of polo ponies." .Her voice was very even, almost gentle. "I asked you once before, re 'member? You evaded the ques tion. Please don't evade now. i How did you know?" Anthony stared at her as if she had suddenly taken leave of her senses. "For God's sake, Bee, this is no time" : "Answer me!" ( Sheldrake was sputtering, Fletcher was sinking weakly into j his chair. Anthony kept right on ! staring at the small girl with the i blazing eyes. "1 heard her say ; she'd bought him polo ponies!" he exploded. "That's how I knew. 1 1 happened to be in my guardian's office while she came in, and I: got out of the way. But I couldn't help hearing it Look here, Bee, mone of that matters. I didn't want you to "You didn't want me to know iyou and Beatrice Davenport shared the same guardian, that's what you didn't want me to know!" "I didnt want anyone in the 'Store to Know!" "So you were spying on me, you worthless " Mr. Sheldrake was in it now. Beatrice turned on him. "Be .quiet!" She went back to Anthony. "You didn't want anyone in the store to know. I see." She tried to keep down the sickening rage which filled her. "I see everything very plainly 'now. You were that unspeakable .man In the back office. It was you you smug, self-satisfied, stupid brut it was you who dared who dared to s-say I I ought to be qu-quietly and c-competently .c-chloroformedl" Her voice broke. She burst into a storm of weeping. '"You d-despfcable. d-d-detestable, la-a-bom-abominable, ob-ob nox ious e-cadl" ANTHONY BRADLEY looked 1 A like a man who was hit with I an oversize brick. 1 He tried to touch her qulver ilnpjhoulder. Bewilderment was DOUGHNUTS coPvmaMT. imi, HK4 SSMVICC, INC. written large all over his face. Beatrice jumped away from him as if he had burned her. "Bee!" he implored desperately, a man at the end of his tether. "Bee, for heaven's sake, wait a minute. Let me get this straight! What in thunder are you talking about? I never said I never in my life said you should be chl " His voice died. A horrible, gur gling death it was, too. All at once, his hands were very strong and urgent on her shaking shoulders. "Look up here! How do you know what I said in Mr. Weeming's office? I remember now. I did say she ought to be chloroformed. But I said BEA TRICE DAVENPORT" "Yes," admitted Beatrice sav agely. "You said Beatrice Daven port. Yes, that's what you said. Oh, I hate you. I hate you! Take your hands oft me. I'd rather die than have you touch me. You heartless, complacent, righteous, nasty b-brute. 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