Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1907-06-22
Copyright 1906 by Bobbs-Merrin Co.
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brary in broad daylight, and 1t WASH
any use, anyhow. There's nothing
there
But l 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, and now that it's done the works
stopped and the time is running on
What do you think Glenarm sus-
pects?"
Il can't tell, sir, but mighty little,
/ should say. The shot through the
window the first night he was here
seemed to shake him trifie, but he's
quite settled down row, / should say,
sir That shot of Morgan's was
great mistake The young gentleman
isn't to be frightened away as easily
as that"
s.Morgan's a fool. But what is Glen
arm doing2 He probably doesn't spend
much time on this side of the fence
doesn't haunt the chapel, | fancy?'
Lord no! 1 hardly suspect the
young gentleman Of being praying
man
You haven't seen him prowling
about the house Analysing the archi-
lecture"
MOI DIT Ol II, SIT. ne HASH I, L
should say, what his revered grand
father called the analytical mind
Pickering stamped his feet upon the
paved porch floor in a way that I re-
membered of old. 1t marked a con-
clusion, and preluded serious mis-
takes.
Now, Bates" he said with a ring
of authority and speaking in louder
hn had
duty under all circumstances 20 help
discover the hidden assets of the es-
tate. We've got to pluck the mystery
from that architectural monster over
there, and the time for doing it is
short enough. Mr.. Glenarm was
rich man. To my own knowledge he
had 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 stuff 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 crank and 1 suppose he
got lot of satisfaction out of burying
his money But this hunt for it isn't
funny / supposed of course we'd dig
it up before Glenarm got here or 1
shouldn't have been in such 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 I'll 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, or whatever
it is. I've got to so back to my car
now, and you'd better skip home. You
needt tell your young master that
I've been here"
l was trying hard to remember, as
1 stood there with clenched hands out
side the chapel porch, that Arthur
Pickering's name was written in the
list of directors of one of the largest
trust companies in America and that
he belonged to the most exclusive
clubs in New York. l had come out
for my walk with only an inverness
over my dinner Jacket, and | was
thoroughly chilled by the cold mist.
J was experiencing. too, an inner cold
as / refieeted upon the greed and per
idy of man.
Keep an eye on Morgan" said
Pickering.
Certainly. SIR
And be careful what you write or
wire
I'll mind those points. sir. But I'd
suggest, IL you please, sir
Weil?' demanded Pickering impa-
-t;eatly.
THAT you should call at the house
1t would look rather strange to the
young gentleman if you'd come to st.
Agatha's and not see him.
Il haven't the slightest errand with
him And besides i haven't time If
he learns that I've been here you may
say that my business was with Sister
Theresa and that / regretted very
much not having the opportunity to
call on him.sssS
The irony 6f this was not lost on
Bates, who c1uckled softly He came
out into the open and turned away to
ward the Glenarm cate. Pickering
passed me, SO near at I might have
put out my hand am souched him, and
in moment | hard the carriage
drive OF rapidly toward the village.
I heard Bates running home over
the snow and listened to the clatter of
the village hack as it bore Pickering
back to Annandale
Then out OF the depths of the chapel
porch-Out of the depths of time and
r~re