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Show THE SAUNA SUN. SAUNA. UTAH 4 Hr CHAPTER VII Continued 12 "Was it here? Miss Cornelias voice came muffled frdm the head of the srtalrs. Dale considered. "Come down a little, she said. Miss Cornelia descended" another tep. . Hows this? Thats about right," said Dale, certainly. un- Miss Cornelia was satis- ever-prese- fied. Lights, please." fairs again to see She went up the If she' could puzzle out what course of escape the man who had shot Fleming had taken, after his crime If It had been a man. Dale switched on the living room lights, with a sense of relief. The reconstruction of the crime had tried her sorely. She sat down, to recover her poise. "Doctor! Iin so frightened I" she confessed. The doctor at once assumed his best manner of professional assurance. Why, my dear child!" he said Leeause you happened to be lightly. In the room when a crime was committed? "Rut he has a perfect case against me, 6lghed Dale. Thats absurd! "No. You dont mean? said t he doctor,, Dale looked at him with aghast. horror In her face. I didnt kill him!" she Insisted anew. But you know the piece of hlue-prln- t you found In his hand? Yes," from the doctor, tensely. "There was another piece of blueprint a larger piece " said Dale slowly, I tore It from hint Just before " seemed greatly excited by her words. Ilut he controlled himself swiftly. Why did you do such a thing? Oh, Ill explain that later," said Dale, tiredly, only too glad to be talking the matter out at Inst, to pay attention to the logic of her sentences. Its not safe where It Is, she went n, as If the doctor already knew the whole story. Billy may throw It out or burn It without knowing Let me understand this," said the The butler has the paper doctor. now?" He doesn't know he has It. It was In one of the rolls that went out on the tray." The doctors eyes gleamed. lie gave Dales shoulder a sympathetic pat. Now dont worry about It Ill get It," he said. Then, on the point of going toward the dining room, he turned. Rut you oughtnt to have It In your possession," he said thoughtfully, why not let It be burned? Dale wns on the defensive at once. "Oh, no! Its Important It's vital!" she said decidedly. The doctor seemed to consider wnys and means, of securing the paper, "The tray Is In the dining room?, be asked. Yes, suid Dale. lie thought a moment, then left the room by the hall door. Dale sank back In her chair and felt a sense of overpowering relief steal over her whole body, as If new life had been poured Into her veins. The doctor had been ao helpful why had she not confided In him before? lie would know what to do with the paper she would have the benefit of his counsel through the rest of this troubled time. Behind her, mockingly, the head of the Unknown concealed behind the settee lifted cautiously until, If she had turned, she would huve Just been able to perceive the top of its skull. ...... . The-doct- CHAPTER VIII The Blackened Bag she did not turn. The hall door opened the head behind the settee sunk down again. Jack Bailey entered, carrying a couple of logs of firewood. Dale moved toward him as soon as be had shut the door. have gone awfully "Oh, things wrong, haven't they? she said, with a little break in her voice. He put his finger to his lips. Re careful ! he whispered. lie glanced about the room, cautiously. I don't trust even the furniture In this house tonight I he said. lie took Dale hungrily in his arms and kissed her once, swiftly, on the lips. Then they parted his voice chunged to the formal voice of a servant. Miss Van Gorder wishes the fire kept burning," he announced, with a whispered "Ilny up!" to Dale. Dale caught his meaning at once. "Rut some logs on the fire, please," nhe said loudly, for the benefit of any listening ears, then In an undertone to Bailey, Jack I'm nearly disAs is chanced, tracted one point between them before they took up their game of pretense again. You know I sent for Richard Fleming, dont you?" she said, her eyes fixed beseechingly on her lover. The rest of the world might Interpret her action as It pleased she couldn't bear to have Jack misunderstood. But there was no danger of that. Ills faith In her was too complete. "Yes of course " he said, with a look of gratitude. Then his mind reverted to the problem before them. But who In God's name killed him?" he muttered, kneeling before the fire. You don't think It was Billy?" Dale saw Billys face before her for a moment, calm, Impassive. But he was an Oriental an alien his face might be Just as calm, Just as Impassive while his bands were still red with blood. She shuddered at the thought. Bailey considered the matter. "More likely the man Lizzie saw going upstairs," he suld finally. Bui Ive been all over the upper floors. And nothing? breathed Dale. Nothing. Baileys voice had an accent of dour finality. Dale, do you think that he began. Some Instinct' warned the glr ::iat they were not to continue their conversation uninterrupted. Be careful ! she breathed, as footsteps sounded In the hall. Bailey nodded and turned back to his pretense of mending the fire. Dale moved away from him slowly. The door opened and Miss Amelia entered, her black knitting bag In her hand, on her face a demure little smile of triumph. She closed the door carefully behind her and began to speak at once. Well, Mr. Alopecia Urticaria a-otherwise Bailey ! she said, in tones of the greatest satisfaction, ad-- , dressing herself to Baileys rigid back. Bailey Jumped to his feet mechanically at her mention of his name, lie and Dale exchanged one swift and hopeless glance of utter defeat. I wish, proceeded Miss Cornelia obviously enjoying the situation to the full, I wish you young people would remember that even if huir and teeth have fallen out at sixty the mind still functions." She pulled out a cabinet photograph from the depths of her knitting bag. His photograph on your dresser!" she chided Dale. Burn It and be quick about It! Dale took the photograph but continued to stare at her aunt with Incredulous eyes. Then you knew?" she stammered. Miss Cornelia, the effective little tableau she had planned now accomplished to her most humorous satisfaction, relapsed Into a chair. ' My dear child," said the Indomitable lady,, with a sharp glance at Bailey's bewildered face, I huve employed many gardeners in my time and never before had one who manicured his finger-nailwore silk socks and regarded baldness as a plant Instead of a calamity." An unwilling smile began to break on the faces of both Dale and her lover. The former crossed to the fireplace and threw the damning photoShe graph of Bailey on the flames. watched It shrivel, curl up be reduced to ash. She stirred the ashes with a poker till they were well scattered. Bailey, recovering from the shock of finding that Miss Cornelias sharp eyes lmd pierced his disguise without his even suspecting It, now threw himself on her mercy. Then you know why I'm here? he stammered. "I still have a certain, amount of Imagination ! I may think you are a fool for taking the risk, but I can see what that Idiot of a detective might not that If you had looted the Union bank you wouldn't he trying to discover If the money Is In this house. You would at least presumably know where It is." The knowledge that he had an ally In tills brisk and indomitable spinster But she lady cheered him greatly. did not wait for any comment from Mm. She turned abruptly to Dale. Now I want to ask you something," she said, more gravely. Was there a blueprint, and did you get It from Richard Fleming? It was Dales turn now to bow her ! Bailey threw Ids wood on the fire, which received it with appreciative crackles and sputterings. Then again for a moment, he clasped tils sweetheart closely to him. "Dale, pull yourself together!" he Weve got a whispered warningly. fight ahead of us! lie released her and turned back toward the fire. "These fireplaces eat up a lot of wood, he said In casual tones, pretending to arrange the logs with the poker so the fire would draw more cleanly. But Dale felt that she must settle Rubeol- . head. Yes, she confessed. Bailey felt a thrill of horror run through him. She hadn't told him this! "Dale! he said, uncomprehending-ly- , dont you see where this places you? If you bad It, why didn't you give It to Anderson when he asked for it? said Miss Cornelia, "Because, she bad sense uncompromisingly, enough to see that Mr. Anderson considered that piece of paper the final link In the evidence against her! ld But have no motive! stammered Bailey, distraught, still failing to grasp the significance of Dales refusal. Couldnt she? queried 'Miss CorThe detective thinks nelia, pityingly. she could to save you! Now the full light of revelation broke upon Bailey. He took a step she-cou- back. Miss Cornelia would have liked to comment tartly upon the singular lack of Intelligence displayed by even the nicest young men In trying circumstances. But there was no time. They might be Interrupted at any moment and before they were, there were things she must find out. - 4 SICK WOMAN SOON RECOVERS A Novel from the Play another less sympathetic and more Indignant at her aunt. Miss Cornelia smiled. and Avery Hopwood "However, I now suspect somebody Th Bat, copyright, 1920. br Mary Roberta else, she said. They waited for her Rinehart and Aery Hopwood. to reveal the name of the suspect but she kept her own counsel. By now WNIJ Service she had entirely given up confidence if not In the probity at least In the Where Is that paper, now? she Intelligence of all persons, male or asked Dale sharply. female, under the age of sixty-five- . She rang the bell for Billy. But Why the doctor Is getting It for me. Dale was still worrying over the posDale seempd puzzled by the Insible effects of the confidence she had tensity of her aunts manner. What? almost shouted Miss Corgiven Doctor Wells. "Then you think the doctor may nelia. Dale explained. It was on the tray Billy took out, give this paper to Mr. Anderson? she asked. she said, still wondering why so simHe may or he may not. ple an answer should disturb Miss It Is Cornelia so greatly. entirely possible that he may elect to Then Im afraid everythings over, search for this room' himself! He Miss Cornelia said despairingly, and may even already have gone up- made her first gesture of defeat She stairs ! turned away. Dale followed her, still She moved quickly to the door and unable to fathom her course of reaglanced across toward the dining soning. room, but so far apparently all was "I didnt know what else to do," safe. The doctor was at the table, she said rather plaintively, wondermaking a pretense of drinking a cup ing If again, ns with Fleming, she had of coffee, and Billy was in close atmisplaced her confidence at a moment tendance. That the doctor already critical for them all. had the paper she was certain; II But Miss Cornelia seemed to have was the use lie Intended to make of no great patience with her dejection. it that was her concern. One of two things will happen She signaled to the Jap,' and he she said, with acrid logic. came out into the hall. Beresford, she now," Either the doctors an honest man In learned, was still in the kitchen with' which case, as coroner, he will hand his revolver, waiting for another atthat paper to the detective " Dale tempt on the door, and the detective gasped. "Or he Is not an honest was still outside In his search. To man," went on Miss Cornelia, and he Billy she gave her order In a low will keep it for himself. I dont think voice. hes an honest man. If the doctor attempts to go upThe frank expression of her disshe said, let me know at stairs, trust seemed to calm her a little. She once. Dont seem to be watching. You can be In the pantry. But let me know Instantly." Once hack In the living room the vague outlines of a plan a test-for- med slowly in Miss Cornelias, mind, grew more definite. Dale, watch that door, and warn me If anyone Is coming! she commanded, Indicating the door into the hall. Dale obeyed, marveling silently at her aunt's extraordinary force of character. Most of Miss Cornelias contemporaries would have called for a quiet ambulance to take them to a sanatorium some hours ere this hut Miss Cornelia was not merely, comparatively speaking, ns fresh as a daisy her manner bore every evidence of a firm intention to play Sherlock Holmes to the mysteries that surrounded her. In spite of doctors, detectives, dubious noises' or even the Bat himself. The last of the Van Gorder spinsters turned to Bailey now. ' Get some soot from that fireplace, Be quick. Scrape It she ordered. off with a knife or a piece of paper. Anything. Bailey wondered amT obeyed. As he was engaged in his grimy task, You Dont Think It Was Billy7 Miss Cornelia got out a piece of writing paper from the drawer and placed of Dale It on the center-tablresumed her Interrogation with . a lead more gently. pencil beside It. "Now, lets be clear about this. Had Bailey emerged from the fireplace Richard Fleming ascertained that with a handful of sooty flakes. there was a concealed room In this Is this all right? house? Yes. Now rub It on the handle of He was starting up to It! said She indicated the little that bag. Dale, In. the voice of a ghost, rememblack bag, in which Doctor Wells bering. carried the usual paraphernalia of a Just what did you tell him?" That I believed there was a hidden country doctor, A private suspicion grew In Bailey's room In the house and that the as to whether Miss Cornelias mind the Union from bank money might fine but eccentric brain had not sufbe in It. fered too sorely under the shocks of Again, for the millionth time, Inthe night. But lie did not dure disdeed, It seemed to her. she reviewed obey. He blackened the handle of the circumstances of the crime. the doctor's bag with painstaking Could anyone have overheard?" thoroughness and awaited further Inasked Miss Cornelia. structions. The question had rung In Dales Dale Somebody's coming! ears ever since she had come to her warning from her post by the senses after the firing of the shot and seen Flemings body stark on the floor door. Bailey quickly went to the fireplace of the alcove. I dont know," she suid. We were and resumed his pretended labors with the fire. Miss Cornelia moved away very cautious." from the doctors hag and spoke for "You dont know where this room Is?" "No, I never saw the print. Upstairs somewhere, for he " "Upstairs! Then the thing to do. If we can get that paper from the doctor, is to locate the room at once. When (he Rosetta stone was found Jack Bailey did not recognize the In 1709 and historians were enabled direction where her thoughts were to him give the world a picture of ancient tending. It seemed terrible to that anyone should devote a thought Egyptian life many were astounded at the station held by women in the to the money while Dale was still In time of Raineses II. The Egyptian danger. What does the money matter daughter of that time inherited from her parents an equal share with her now? he broke In somewhat Irritably. Weve got to save her and his eyes brothers; as a wife she was the real and very active mistress of the house. went to Dale. In fact, many records indicate that Miss Cornelia gave him an InefTable the husband was little more than her look of weary patience. The money matters a great deal, guest,, a writer in the Kansas City Times comments. She went and came she said, sensibly. Some one was .In this house on the same errand os as she liked, talked with whom she Richard Fleming. she pleased without anyone daring to quesAfter all, went on. with a tinge of Irony, the tion her actions, went tuimug men course of reasoning that you followed, with an uncovered face and adorned Mr. Bailey, Is not necessarily unique." her face and form with all the liberty She rose. displayed by her kind today. Her gown was a smart short frock Somebody efce may have suspected thnt Courtleigh Fleming robbed his cut decollete, her lips were tinted and own bank, she said thoughtfully. her cheeks were powdered, her eyes Her eye fell on the doctor's profeswere coquettislily emphasized and to sional bag she seemed to consider It as If it were a strange sort of animal. First Street Railways Find the man who followed your first street railway was Bostons course of reasoning," she ended, with In 1S50, and Philadelphia ina stare at Bailey, "and you have found opened augurated a similar service the folthe murderer." lowing year. The first street railway "Wttn that reasoning, you might susIn England was at Birkenhead In 1800. pect me!" said the latter a trifle In the same year a line was laid In touchily. and Londons first train Liverpool, Miss Cornelia did cot give an Inch 1800. The first street railI have," she said. Dale shot a dates from In France was from St. Cloud to swift, sympathetic glume at her lover way Paris and wo constructed la 1S0C. By Mary Roberts . Rinehart e, wdiis-pere- the benefit of whoever might be com- ing. We all need sleep, she began, as If ending a conversation with Dale, and I think The door opened, admitting Billy. Doctor just go upstairs," he said, and went out again leaving the door open. A flash passed across Miss Cornelias face. She stepped to the door. She called. Doctor I Oh, Doctor !" Yes? answered the doctors voice from the main staircase. His steps clattered down the stairs he entered the room. Perhaps he read something in Miss Cornelias manner that de- manded an explanation of his action. At any rate, he forestalled her. Just as she was about to question him. I was about to look around above, he said. I dont like to leave If there is tile possibility of some assassin still hidden In the house. That is very considerate of you. But we are well protected now. And besides, why should this person remain in the house? The murder Is done, the police are here.". True," he said. "I only thought " But a knocking at the terrace door interrupted him. While the attention o.f the others was turned In that direction Dale, . less cynical than her aunt, made a small plea to him and realized before she had finished with it that the doctor had his price. Doctor did you get it? she repeated, drawing the doctor aside. The doctor gave her a look of apparent bewilderment. he said softly, "My dear child, are, you sure that you put It there? Dale felt as if she had received a blow In the face. she began, In tones Why, yes I of utter dismay. Then she stopped. The doctor's seeming bewilderment was too pat too plausible. Of course she was sure and, though possible, It seemed extremely unlikely that anyone else could have discovered the In the' hiding place of the blue-prifew moments that had elapsed between the time whqp Billy took the tray from the room and the time when the doctor ostensibly .went to find it. A cold wave of distrust swept over her she turned away from the doctor silently. Meanwhile Anderson had entered, slamming the terrace door behind him. I couldnt find anybody!" he said in an irritated voice. I think that Jap's crazy." The doctor began to struggle Into his overcoat, avoiding any look at Dale. Well, he said, I believe Ive fulfilled all the legal requirements I think I must be going." lie turned loward the door, but the detective halted him. Doctor, he said, did you ever hear. Courtleigh Fleming mention a bidden room in this house? . if the doctor started, the movement passed apparently unnoticed by Anderson. And his reply was coolly made. No and I knew him rather well." You dont think, then, persisted the detective, thnt such a room and the money In it could be the motive for this crime? The doctors voice grew a little curt. I dont believe Courtleigh Fleming robbed his own bank, If thats wliat you mean, he said with nicely calculated emphasis, real or feigned. He crossed over to get his bag and spoke to Miss Cornelia. "Well, Miss Van Gorder," he said, picking up the bag by its blackened handle. I cant wish you a comfortable night, but I can wish you a quiet A neighbor advised me to try Lydia E. Pinkhams Vegetable Compound, which she said had helped her so much. 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