The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1914-04-24
and they found the money. rhey.r.

and they found tie money. They're
on top now. but I'm going
He stopped. for he had seen her face.
She-taking q calm view OF It? No.
indeed. Billy Magee saw that she was
furiously. wildly angry. He remem-
bered always having written 1t down
that beautiful women were ever more
beautiful In anger. How. he wonder
ed. bad he fallen into that error?
please do not bore me-" she said
through her teeth. with any further
recital Of what you ARE going to do.
You zee to have a fatal facility in
that line. Your record Of accomplish
ment is pathetically weak. And-oh.
what a fool I've been! l believed.
even after last night. l believed"
II know" he said helplessly. ''you'r re
terribly disappointed. and l don't blame
YOU. But you will find out that you've
done me an injustice. I'm going
Zone thing" said she. smiling 4
smile that could have cut glass. '.you
are going to do. l know that you
won't fail this time. because l shall
personally see you through with it.
You're going to stop making a fool Of
me-
"Tell me-" pleaded Billy Magee. tell
me who you are-what this is all
about. Can't you see I'm working in
the dark? You must
She threw open the card room door.
IAN English officer she remarked
loudly. stepping out into the other
room. taught the admiral the game
ut least. so he said. 1t added so much
romance to it in the eyes of the rock
ing chair feet. Can't you see-India-
the hot sun-the Kipling local color-a
silent. tanned. handsome man eternal
" playing solitaire on the porch Of the
barracks?' Has the barracks a porch:"
Reused. humiliated. baf1ed, Mr.. Ma
gee felt his cheeks burn.
I'VE shall see what we shall see."
he muttered.
why coin the inevitable into a
bromide?" she asked.
Mr.. Magee Joined the group BY the
Ore. Never before in his life had he
been 30 determined on anything rs he
was now that the package Of money
should return to bis keeping. But
how? How trace through this maze
Of humans the present holder of that
precious bundle Of collateral? He
looked at Mr.. Max, sneering his lem
on coiored sneer at the mayors side:
at the mayor himself. nonchaiant as
the admiral being photographed; at
Bland. author OF the Arabella fiction.
spra wiling at ease before the Ore; at
the tawdry Mrs. Norton and at Ayn
Thornhili. who had by her pleading
the night before made him ridiculous.
Who OF these had the money now:
Who but Carsan and Max. their faces
serene. their eyes eagerly On the prep.
arations for lunch. their plans for
leaving Baidpate inn no 6oubt already
made?
Aud then Mr.. Magee saw coming
down the stairs another dgure-one he
had forgot Professor Thaddeus Boz
ton. he Of the mysterious dialogue by
the annex door. On the professor's
forehead was q surprising rsd scratch.
and his eyes. no longer hidden BY the
double convex lenses. stood reventrd 4
washed out gray in the light Of noon.
"A most unfortunate accident" ex-
planned the old man. Most distress
ing. have broken my glasses. 1 am
almost blind without them
How'd it happen. Doc? asked Mr..
Cargan easily.
Il came into unexpected juxtiPoai-
ton with an open door," returned Pro-
lessor Bolton. Stupid of me. but I'm
always doing it. Really. the agility
displayed By doors in getting in my
path is surprising"
You and Mr.. Max eau sympathize
with each other" said Magee. II
thought for a moment your injuries
might have been received in the same
,ause."
Don't worry. Doc" Mr.. Bland sooth-
ed him. 'we'll ali keep u weather eye
out for reporters that want to connect
you up with the peroxide blonds."
The professor turned his Intellectual
gaze on the haberdasher. and there
was a startlingiy ironic smile on his
face.
II know. Mr.. Bland" be said. that
my safety 10 your dearest wish"
1t was past 3 O'Clock. The early
twilight crept up the mountain. and
the shadows began to lengthen In the
great bare Office Of Baldpate inn, In
the red flicker Of arelight Mr.. Magee
sat and pendesed. The interval since
luncheon had passed iaxily. he was
no ear to guessing which Of Bald
pate inns winter guests Rugged close
the precious package. Exasperated.
angry, he waited for he knew NOT
what. restless all the while to act. but
having not the glimmer of an inspira-
ton as to what his course ought to be.
He heard the rustic Of skirts on the
stair landing and looked up. Down
the broad stairway. 80 we'll designed
to serve as a show window for the
s~artorial triumphs Of Baldpate's gay
summer people, came the tall hand