The Rich Hill tribune. (Rich Hill, Mo.) 1903-1911, 1907-06-13

cHAPTER XllI-contInued.

1FNkF Eh
Yes. and he hit me over the head
with q club. Il was his indiscretion
sir. He wanted to go through the IT,
brary ia broad daylight, and 1t wasn't
any use. anyhow. There's nothing
there
But don't like the looks Of this
shooting Morgan's sick and out Of
his head, But a fellow like Morgan
isn't likely to shoot himself accident
ally. aad now that It's done the works
stopped and the time Is running o n
What DO you think Glenarm sus-
pects2
Il c1lt tell. sir. but mighty little.
I should say. The shot through the
window the FIRST aight he was here
seemed % shake him a trife, but he's
quite settled down row. I should say,
sir. That shot OF Morgan's was a
great mistake. The young gentleman
isn't to be frightened away as easily
as that.
"Mcrgaa's a fool. But what is Glen
arm doing? lie probably doesn't spend
much time on this side of the fence
doesn't haunt the chapel. fancy?
Lord. no, hardly suspect the
youug gentleman ii being a praying
man.
You haven't seen him prowling
about the house Analysing the arehi-
lecture
"Not a bit Of it. sir! He hasn't. I
should say. what his revered grand
father called the analytical mind.
Pickering stamped his feet upon the
Daved porch floor In a way that I re-
membored Of old Il marked a con
clusion. and preluded serious mis-
takes.
New. Bates. he said with a ring
Of authority and speaking in a louder
key than he had yet used. its your
duty under an circumstances TO help
discover the hidden assets Of the es,
tate. We've got TO pluck the mystery
from that architectural monster over
there. AID the time for doing it is
short enough. Mr. Glenarm was "a
rich maa. To my own knowledge he
had a couple OF millions. and he
couldn't have spent 1t all on that
house. He reduced his bank account
to a few thousand dollars and swept
out his safety deposit boxes with a
broom before his last trip to Yer
mont. He didn't die with the stun in
his clothes, did he?"
Lord bless me, no. sir There was
little enough cash TO bury him, with
you out Of the country and me alone
with him"
He was a crank and / suppose he
got a lot Of satisfaction out Of burying
his money. But this hunt for Il isn't
funny. l supposed Of cours we'd dig
it. up before Glenarm got here or l
shouldn't have been in such a hurry
TO send for him. But it's over there
somewhere in the grounds, There
must be a plan OF the house that
would help III give you a thousand
dollars the day you wire me you have
found any sort Of clue"
Thank you, sir.
Il don't want thanks. / want
the money or securities. OF whatever
IL Is. I've got to 90 back 10 my car
now. and you'd better skip home. You
need't tell your young master that
I've been here
/ was trying hard 20 remember, as
/ stood there with clenched hands out
sidc the chapel porch. that Arthur
Pickeriugs name was written IN the
list OF directors OF one OF the largest
tr.st companies ia America and that
he belonged 20 the most exclusive
clubs ia New Yora had come out
for my walk with only an inverness
over my dinner Jacket and ! vas
thoroughly chilled hy the cold mist.
was experiencing 90, an inner cold
ns reflected upon the greed and per.
ddg of man
Keep an eye on Morgan said
Pickering
Certainly sir."
And Zee carcfal what you write or
wire
I'm nind those points. sir. But ia
Suggest o. sou please. sir"
"We,l3" demanded Pickering impa.
teauy.
That sou should call at the house.
n would look rather strange 10 the
young gentleman If you'd CON 20 81.
Agatha's ana not see him
II havoat the slightest errand with
him And besides haven't time II
ho learns that I've been here you may
say that my business was with Sister
Theresa and that I regretted very
much not having ihe opportunity 10
cali on him
The irony Of this was not lost on
Bates, who ohuckled softly lie came
out into the open and turned away to-
ward the Glonarm gate Pickering
passed me, so near that } might have
put ont nay hand and touched him. and
IN a moment ! heard the carriage
drive on rapidly toward the village.
heard Bates running home over
the sac and listened TO the ciatter OF
tho Ylllase hack as Il bore Pioxering
back 90 Annandalo,
Then out or The depths OF the chapel