The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 14, 1922, Page 9

Sa Neiacrcaraten tintin meee a From Saturday) “Perhaps Cayley shut Yooked wp at Bill iM BUT | after nim,” the saat] “Waitr He passed hin hand over his eyes Mea to drag}and thought, It wasn't anything whic! mayer BIN wes rether ee “4 he had heard, but something “You mean that he's ich he had seen, He trie¢ dow img there? Some false | Perately hard to see it again. . . . he wants the police to} He saw Cayley getting up, opening the door from the office, leaving It open and walking into the passage, turning to the door on the right, opent it, going in, and then—What id his eyes see after that? If they would only tell him again! y he jumped up, his face i, I've got itr he cried. the door en” sald Antony earnest # I'm atraid—" He stopped the safest place In which anything Very important? ere where nobedy will a better place than that.” “The shadow on the wall! 1 was oo looking at the hare where everybody has|On, ast, and ton tines mare well looked.” Bill looked uncomprehendingty at Jove! You mean that as s000/ him. Antony tock he arm and pond has been dragged, CAY | pointed to the wall of the passage. hide gomething there? “Look at the suntight on it,” he I'm afraid #0 sald. “That's because you've left why afraid? the door of that roam open. The I think that ft must be | gun comes straight In thru the win- very important, something | dows, “Now, I'm about to shut the int easily be hidden any-| door, Look! D'you see how the ts shadow moves across? That's what I saw—the shadow moving across as the door shut behind him. Bill, go| in and shut the door behind you— quite naturally. Quick! Bill went out and Antony knelt, watohing ecagerty. “I thought sof he erted. “I knew it coulin't have heen that.” “What happened?” said Bil, com. ing back. “Just what you would expect. The sunlight came, and the shadow moved back again—all in ene move- ment.” “And what happened yesterday?" “The suntight stayed there; and then the shadow came very slowly back, and there was no noise of the door being shut.” Bil jooked at him with startled | eyen “By Jove! You mean that Cayley closed the door afterward—as afterthought-—and very quietly, that you couldn't hear?” “Yes. That explains why I was surprised afterward when I went inte the room to find the door open behind me. You know how those| doors with springs on them close? “The sort which old gentiemen have to keep out draughts?” “Yes. Just at first they hardly move at all, and then very, very slowly they swing to—well, that wa the way the shadow moved, and sub. t asked Bill eagerly. iy shook his head. pot going to talk about ‘We can wait and see what stor finds. He may find that Cayley has put there m to find. But tf he doem't, BR will bo because Cayley tx FM hide something there to i’ asked Bill again. wil seo what, Bil” eald Rf “because we shall be there.” going to watch him? pif the Inspector finds noth. good,” sald Bilt. p &® question of Cayley or Bw, he was quite decided as to bide he was taking. Previous be tragedy of yesterday he had well enough with both of Without betng in the te with either. L tho he had hesitated to de position that morning In re- Mark, he did not hesitate to If on the aide of the lnw Cayley. Mark, after all, had Ro harm, but Cayley had an unforgivable offense. bad lstened segretly to a prt. tien between himself iy. Let Cayley hang, tf the ded it. ly looked at his watch and S up. . along,’ "he sald. “Tt's time OUR BOAPDING SAY+ ARE You GENTS RUNNING A ‘STILL UP HERE?*T ASKIN’ ABourT You An! HE'S COMIN’ OUT HERE PLL HAVE To STEP SOME IF | WANT To CATCH THAT three o'clock, and at three yesterday Antony and Cayley the body. At a few min- three, he had been looking the window of the adjoining band had been surprised mud- find the door open and Cay- him. He had vaguely at the time why he had the door te be shut, but he time then to worry the thing and he had promised himself into {t at his Igisure after. He had deci that three , this afternoon should find More in the office. He tried desperately hard to see tt ‘Went Into the room, followed | again, he feit it almost as a shock} was now no bedy of Rob.| consciously I must have associated there between the two|!t with the movement of that sort | But there was a Ace stain| of door. By Jove! He got up, and| showed where the dend man’s | dusted bis knees, “Now, Bill, just had been, and Antony knelt|to make sure, go in and close the/ over ft, as he had knelt 24 | door like thet. As an afterthought, | you know; and very quietly, so that I don't hear the click of it.” Bai 4id as he was told, and then to hear to go thru it again,” he “You must be Cayley. Cnay- he would get some water. | put his head out eagerly Bill, just pretend you're | what had happened. You've just paid something | “That was it,” sald Antony, with | , and you get up.” j absolute conviction. “That was just that it was all a ttle un.) what I saw yesterday.” He came! Bil, who had been kneeling | out of the office, and joined Bill in| friend, got up and walked | the little room. , Me he had Gone on the} “And now,’ "he anid, “let's try and! day, looked up after him/ find out what it was that Mr. Cay M went. Hill turned into the|ley was-doing in here. and why he| im the right, and came back.|bad to be so very careful that his he said wonderingly. [friend Mr. Gillingham didn’t over i shook his head, hear him.” Ql! different,’ ‘he sald. you made a devi! fe there and Cayley didn't.” ps you weren't listening of a) CHAPTER XIII | Antnoy’s first thought was that| Cayley had hidden something—but Cayley went in?” that was absurd. In the time at his amt. But I showld have! disposal; he could have done no more Rim if I could have henrd|than put it away in a drawer, where| m4 I should have remembered | it would be much more open to dis. | ‘i a covery by Antony than if he had} ADVENTURES OF one EN “For The Chocolate Rooster had disappeared completely hing dreadful happened. The , had happened. inte Rooster had fallen into the| Suddenly their eyes met a freadtul om the Tinky- Winkle Star and|sight. The Chocolate Rooster had halt way melted before the!disappeared completely and in his| Fescued him. | place was nothing but @ little pool Mddenly Nancy saw a fire on|of melted chocolate. . ‘The fire, instead of drying him, #'ll take you there and dry you, |had melted him. dear,” she said kindly, “and| Just then the fire, too, disappeared. “Ob!” ried Nancy. “It's all We can go on. We simply munt Flap-Doodle, wicked fairy | magic! That awful Flap-Doodle is ] He's melted has caused al) this trouble with | using the stolen wand. Wand he stole from the Fairy | his best friend!’ in.” “He wasn't my best friend,” sald he fire was high and hot, but no-/a voice behind them. “He meddled Wan around tending to it. Not/|in everything I did.” ie nky- Winkler was in sig Quick as a flash they turned, just ip Mayte it's « magic naid/in time to catch a glimpse of Flap- ‘Maybe Flap-Doodle is sorry | Doodle, himself, holding tight to the| changed you Into chocolate and | coveted wand caused this fire to dry you out.” sut even as they looked, he flapped e Twins were so busy looking | his ears and faded away from view. ind to see if Fiap-Doodle w nd (To Be Continued) that they bad not noticed what (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) kept it in his pocket. Bill pulled open a drawer tn the cheat, and looked inside. “Why did he keep clothes here at all?’ Antony asked. “Did he ever |change down here?” “My dear Tony, he had more clothes than anybody in the world He just kept them here In case they might be useful, 1 expect.” “Tt neo. Yeu.” He was walking around the room ss he answered, and he lifted the top of the linen basket which stood near the wash basin and glanced in. “He seems to have come im here for a collar lately.” Bill peered in. There was one col lar at the bottom of the basket “Yos. I daro say be would, bh agreed. “If he suddenly found that the one he was weartng was uncom- | fortable or a little bit dirty, or some | thing. He was very finnicky. Antony leaned over and picked ft out. “It must have been uncomfortable this time,” he said, after examining it carefully, “It couldn't very well be cleaner. Ho dropped it back again. “But what did Cayley come in for so secretly?" “What did he want to shut the door for?” said Bill. “You couldn't have seen bim, anyhow.” “No. So it follows he was going to do something which he didn't want me to hear.” “By Jove, that’s it! eaf@ Bill eagerly. “You, but what!” Bill frowned hopefully to himself, but no Inspiration came. HOUSE ° THE SEATT Brier c “THEY VE Gor A POWERFUL. KICK Wem! uP HERE GuYS'LL “Well, let's have eome alr, any- went to the win | dow, opened It, and looked out. Then, latruck by an idea, he turned back to Antony and said, “Do you think I had better go up to the pond to make sure that they're still at it? the effort, and Because He broke off suddenly | at the sight of Antony’s face, | “Oh, Mdfot, idiet! Antony cried.| mont super-excellent of Wat-| “Oh, sons! Oh, you lamb, you Diessing! |Oh, GiNingham, you incomparable ane” “What on earth” “The window, the window” erted | Antony, pointing to it Bil turned back to the window, | expecting It to say something. As {t raid nothing, he looked at An- tony again “He was opening the window! erted Antony, “who?” “Cayley, of course.” Very grave-| ly and slowly he expounded. “Ho came in here in order to open the| window, He shut the door so that| I shouldn't hear him open the win-| dow. He opened the window. I came in here and found the window | open. I said, “This window ts open. | My amazing powers of analysis tell | me that the murderer must have | escaped by the window.’ ‘Oh,’ sald | Cayley, raising his eyebrows. ‘Well,’ anid he, ‘I suppose you must be right” Said I proudly, ‘I am. For the window !s open,’ I said. Oh, you incomparable asst" (Continued Tomorrow) W — After having halted the elopement of MOLLY WAYNE with by pro DONALD MANNING, an actor, former love of Manning, turer, him) ° head of the ottice atatt, BILLY BARTON, architect, and another admirer of Molly, ts executing @ com- mission for Wheeler. Yen,” went on Ben's atendy voice, ‘4t shall be just business, Molly. 7 won't bother you. I'll treat you lke any other employe with a clear road to qualify as partner if you get in terested and want to stick. What do you say, girl?” Once more Molly felt solid ground beneath her feet. Ben's offer of work Was at last the support she HOM SHALL MOLLY MA BY ZOE BECKLEY 10. 10—MOLLY ACCEPTS WHEELER’S BUSINESS om OFFER; BILLY BARTON PLAYS HAND IN LOVE GAME RRY? was groping for. Yes, Ben,” she cried eagerty, | “Yes!” It turned out to be a lifesaver, |The men and women under her at jthe Wheeler Cutlery works needing jher constant supervision Interested | her hugely and helped her forget her own grief and perplexity. From her temporary office—plans for the new administration building wore being made by Billy Barton— she could hear the steady champ of machines turning out knives, razors, shears for all parts of the world, How different it was from the gar- ish and filmsy contribution Don Manning was making. And yet Don— She forced herself not to think ¢ Like A DUMB “To AN INGURANCE AGENT ONE DAY BEFORE I CAME LE STAR BY AHERN AsE?. GIVING HiM~TH’ FADE AWAY FOR A YEAR © HE'S A BIRD wrth A BIG BILL! « Hose FOLLOW ah ek he i a MARSHAL. OTEY WALKER , WHO HAS HAD HIS EVE on A SUSPICIOUS STRANGER, HOTEL, NOW HAS ANEW WORRY-A VEILED LADY | |CAME TO TOWN TO DAY — | COUNTRY "LONG HERE ’EH ? ‘ar. * * + Sd Geattle By Mabel Cle nd _£ Page 754 THE BLUE PIPE “They looked at each other across the desk—the new Indian agent and the little old shrunken Indian and the agent wondered ‘What now?” daddy continued. “Silently Old Adam reached into his pocket and drew forth a beautiful pipe; it was carved out | of mottled bluestone and was worth about $15 or $20, at least it had teen worth that much. As it lay there on the table it was worth nothing, for it was broken in two pleces, “Adam looked at tt sadly, poked ft with a dirty forefinger, and anid, ‘I helped, I helped much move your goods, I broke pipe moving your goods; you pay, pee? “ ‘Now, Adam,’ Mr, Eells sald, not wanting to get into trouble right in the beginning of his work in the new tribe, “That's too bad | about your pipe, but, you see, I) paid the captain to move my goods, 80 you weren't helping me —you were really helping the cap. tain—you go ask him to pay for the pipe.’ “Old Adam put the pipe tn his pocket and, seeming perfectly sat- fafied, began to talk pleasantly, "This heap fine reservation,’ he sald, ‘Heap lots good timber on reservation. Some cut off. Some sold—but (sadly) white man get all the money for timber.’ “Not so at Skokomish. You good agent. Much good agent. Skokomish Indian gets justice. If white man cheat Skokomi#h, you send writings on a bit of white paper to the great father at Wash- ington, and—Behold! It ts done— justice for the Indian! That's be cause you such good agent. Much very good agent. Honest.’ “Mr. Eells said by that time he was feeling very happy again to think how easily he had got out of the first ttle difficulty and how very fond of him the little old Indian seemed to be, but old Adam was not thru yet with his | long speech, “‘Outside reservation white | man always got best. But in Sko- komish where you were Indians gets his rights, “That's because you so strong; 80 good, you always help poor In- dian, Now, Mr. Eells, you go to | captain and tell him pay mo for pipe.” “Mr, Eells finished the story with a laugh at himself. ‘And his face looked just about as intelli. gent as a plece of leather,’ be says.” ee rl Rs a looked at Ben Wheeler, the driving young power not only of his own big plant but of the whole industry and of Midvale itself, He kept to his promise of “strictly business during business hours” and with him business filled nearly all his waking hours. One day when Barton, the archi. tect, came to discuss the distribu. tion of office space, Wheeler brought him tn, “Thresh it out, you two,” he said at the doorway, “I can't bother with along those Unes, She resolutely house finishing and furnishing.” hher When he had gone, Molly and Billy Barton avoided each other's eyes. They had not met since the night of the Don affair, when Ben nings had taken Molly to the station in his car, But soon they were en. grossed in Billy's blueprints and all embarrassments forgotten. Molly could have sung with deep: down happiness as she bent her head with Billy's blond one over the ble table plotting where her room should be and whether Wheeler's private of. fice should have 12 feet here and nine or whether efficiency called for THE OLD HOME TOWN. / 4 STOPPING AT THE CENTRAL | | other apportionment. For once there was no clash any- where. Her mind and Billy's struck sparks and inspiration from each other, One would suggest a prob- lem, the other caught it up, solved it and tossed it back again, It was delicious and stimulating. She was creating, working with strength to upbulld, serving Ben Wheeler, helping Billy, learning a lot. “By Jove! exclaimed Sarton, with excitement!" “And your eyes shine Ike—tile _ |what's those stones they wear in jringst I say, work's a regular jag when you love it!" “An inspiration! “You're the inspiration, Molly.” “Well, let's call it work plus you plus me!” “All right, let's!" And the two | clasped hands beamingly. “Let's what?” It was Ben Wheeler who spoke, suddenly, from the door glancing at his watch, “Five o'clock! | way, his keen glance taking in every. I swear I never worked so well or! thing at a sweep. enjoyed {t so much before."* (To Be Continucd "I either, Bill, your face is pink (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax)