Bisbee daily review., 1914-12-01

Ueu tn Stlrrlng up W0ateNeT oCdH- dal They May Conceive!" ly exposed?" he asked But, truly, I don't comprehend your question "They have cabled Central Ofhce, Mr Flint explained. "a halfdozen times today for information. The aft ernoon's extras mention reward twenty-five hundred dollars-being of fered in London for information of Miss Carew. That would account for their sudden interest"
 By way of answer the young man handed him the cablegram from Foth- eringill. MT Flint glanced at it then he sat up with a jerk and his eyes narrowed to mere sits. He pondered the text for some time while the two young men watched him in silent cu- riosity.
 Well" he breathed at last, return ing the message, here is one more link in the chain-not very definite one, but an additional small detail that associates Miss Carew directly with your house of mystery"
 Van Vechten stared in wonder at the slip of paper Tom abruptly eX- claimed: How the dickens do you make that out?"
 But Mir. Flint was not to be hurried. While there may be nothing so very mysterious about the house it- self" he pursued evenly, nevertheless 1t is by way of promising us very pretty problem indeed. Does the name 'Withypool signify anything in partc' ular to you?"
 Nothing definite; 1t is familiar that is all"
 "Withypool" repeated Mir. Flint musingly. q have had occasion to look it up."
 "You have!" shot from Van Vech ten in his surprise. What do you know, Flint? Tell it!"
 'Its a little village in Somerset on the edge of Exmoor forest-per haps one of the pretuest regions 1T rural England. Still does the nam' convey nothing to your mind? Think! Here Tom Phinney interiected:
 "Ruddy thought it was confoundedly familiar when he read the message. While Van Vechten tried his best tC recall the associations which the nam' all but evoked, MT Flint sat shrewdl. contemplating him.
 CT give it up," declared the younl man at length. "Go on and tell it. why you jumped SO when you read th message Whats the answer?'
 "I said that it was a pretty spot the mans deliberation was provokin -"an ideally desirable location for bome-regular old-fashioned Englis country home, you know-gables chimney-pots, ivy, deer-park. hedges and all that sort of thing. For fl stance"
 "Conlound you, Flint Out with itl
 "Mr Temple Bonner's"
 For a moment the two young me sat staring speechlessly at the UT moved detective Then Van Vechte smote the table with his fist
 By George!" calculated he veht mently but not loudly. That's it The very thing that's been chasin round in my skull" He proceede more calmly
 But Flint, admitting that one ( the two ladies mentioned here IS m cousin"-tapping the cablegram-"th fact that you found her purse in house which happens to belong Temple Bonner, and that also she hf been mysteriously sojourDing near h home in England. presents only a e incidence-curious, perhaps. but ir material"
 Maybe SO; but do not lose sigl of the other lady-her companion. Si was a Schuyler, ] believe"
 True"
 "Do you know that before Numbl 1S13 came Into Mir Bonner's posse sion it belonged to Compton schuyle Mrs Devereauxs father"
 The expression that now hitt' across Van Vechten's face was one beWilderment. He had no comment