Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1914-10-01

right" she replied. In meet you at
Frampton's in ten minutes-in the
back room. But l want to grab up
q s~ealskin for myself before l leave.
Go on, Jack. Beat it,
champions in ten minutes" reDeat-
ed Doogan.
Go on. Beat it,
Jack Doogan, with the suit case full
of loot in his hand, had reached the
door leading to the outer hall when
the front doorbell rang. He stopped
and looked at Nell inquiringly.
Some n at the door," he said in
a low, cautious tone. Better see who
it is, Nell. But l wouldn't let him in
until 1 have had Il chance to look him
over"
While Nell went to the front door
Doogan disappeared into the rear hall
with the suit case and found a rear
hall closet used as Il receptacle for
brooms, mops, pals, scrubbing brush
es, etc. He hid the suit case in the
closet behind a collection of broom
handles and hurried back to the libra
~. where he stood at the half open
'oor communicating with the front
hall and listened.
Somebody was arguing with Nell at
the front door-a man with a loud. in
| sistent voice, who seemed to be very
! 2ngry about something.
Il tell you, girl. l must see him."
continued the loud voiced man at the
door.
There was scu1tling, and Douglas
Jamison. his hat on the back of his
head. as usual. and the tails of his
light overcoat flying behind him, came
clustering into the library, almost
running into Jack Doogan.
"Who are you?" demanded Jamison
"urtly.
"Who are you?" countered Doosan.
+, with equal brevity.
MY names Jamison. I want to see
Mr.. Carr at once"
What about?"
Business"
What ~business"'
"None of your business" stormed
JdIlllSOu. lO are you
I'm the new secretary replied
Jack Doogan. with a sudden inspira-
ton. Il dare say I can attend to YOUR
business
mo, no! You won't do" Then, to
Nell. who had been standing in the
background waiting to take her cue
from her lover, whatever it might be,
Jamison put the question, "Where's
tir. Carp"
He's out, sir"
"Out, out. out!w raved Jamison.
Then, get some one-any one, SO long
as it's a member of the family. Tell
them Mr.. Jamison is here"
They're all out, sir" she assured
him.
"All out? This is a very urgent mat
ter. Where did they go?"
There was a knocking outside he
door OF the room in which Doogan
had locked Mr.. Carr and his daurh-
tiers, with James Cluney. Jamison
turned swiftly and, with dark suspi-
ion pointed at the door and inquired
sharply:
Whats that? What's that knock
ing"
Out came William Carr.
Hello, Jamison. l thought heard
your voice!!'
What's the matter with you? Why
were you locked in that room?" roared
Jam1son. But before Mr.. Carr could
speak Jamison turned to Nell: "What
did you mean by telling me he was
out?"
Doogan went up to Mr.. Carr and in
an injured tone said. Il tried to keep
him out"
whats the matter?" barked Jami-
son. Anything wrongs"
NO" replied Carr. "What do YOU
want?"
What do l want? 1 want to give
you the good news. l put through the
deal l told you of. I've come to re-
deem the notes. See here"
MI. Jamison took from a pocket a
package Of bank notes, the sight Of
which made Jack Doogan's fingers
itch, and tipped them apart, showing
that most Of them were yellow backs.
This is money-real money, Carr"
went on Douglas Jamison in his usual
loud, Boosting fashion. give brought
it here to pay you. I've got the exact
amount right here. Now 1 want those
Steel stock certificates at once"
"You want those Steel stock GER
tiicates?" said Mr.. Carr doubtfully.
What stock do you mean?"
1.-THE stock l gave you as security,
of course. Hurry, please. Carr. I've
no time to lose"
Mother, here's good news. MI.
Jamison is here to redeem his notes.
Come In"
1t was here that Mr.. Douglas Jami-
son Was nuiltr af n uoru faolisL