East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-05-19


ties" be announced whats against my friend
Rose HesperT
"Copplng motorboat last night said the scr
geant. looking at the blotter.
Wrong party" returned Dowd promptly. 7 Was
with Rose Hesper myself last night her and her ?
little friend and we didn't leave the cafe TIL nsarsp
daybreak."
The sergeant made an entry the blOtteE.
"I1l tell that dock watchman it's an alibLs
"Wll be stand for it7" Dowd asked
eff be don't wen push him OF the dock" calmly
stated the sergeant "Joe, bring out and IT,"
Five was out Arst and displayed her friendly guma-
where's your little frfendT asked ofncer Dowd.
waiting and glancing past a detected looking little
chauffeur with a tiny mustache who came through
the cell room door
That's him." and Marie introduced Henri.
The big policeman and the little chauffeur glared
at each other a moment. while the cheek bones Of
Marie grew red with pleasure.
Henri looked about him wistfully.
Il am happy that have met you, N. Dowd" He
bowed politely Now we CO. Mile. Marie"
Marie displayed her friendly smile to Henri and
then to officer Dowd.
wont you come with us7" she inquired
you'll come with meF be blurted and grabbed
her BY the arm
Bill Wolf called up Honoria Blye-
"Got him" be triumphanty yelled. Say. listen
l just done fine piece Of work sleuthed the 9th
er party's detectives. They got the girls dog and
they've spotted your husbands limousine Join me
in front of the Blakely building. and I'll lead yoD
to them"
AT the same moment Neds detectives we're tele-
phoning the same information to the anxious group
in the Warner apartments
Didn't tell you we'd fnd cewT 2 exclaimed Iris
Blethering and sobbed to relieve her feelings.
The little runaway bride was a picture which
would have held the eye Of any artist as she lay
asleep In the ingenook with the fare OF the flames
dancing about her. The nlmy negligee had slipped
from one smooth. round shoulder and her pretty
head. with the wavy hair rippling back from her
brow. rested upon tapering white arm she sud
denly awoke under Durban's intense gaze and, hush
ing hastily drew the negligee in place.
You've spoiled itT' cried Durham my Spirit OF
the Marsh Come here" He caught her hand and
raised her.
He led her, bewildered before the big canvas
where, crudely indicated by few rough strokes or
the crayon, the Spirit of the Marsh" hovered owes
her domain.
"You must be my model" he excitedly Informed
her. Il will pay you any price you wish. Here Is
some money in advance" And Jerking a wad Of
loose bills from his pocket he thrust them In her
hand "Now stand here" He was so quick so en-.
ergetc, fred with impatient fervOr that June
had no time to think, much less protest He half
led, half pulled her on the small dals which be
hastily showed into position. He caught up sharp
knife 1t would not do He ran to a workbaskes
in the acove and brought back long pair OF sheir4
and with one clip slit the dlmy negligee at the
shoulder.
At that moment the portieres opposite the hig
canvas opened far enough to reveal the dark. hand
some face of the black vandyked Gilbert Blye.
Toward the Durham house there dashed two auto-
mobiles, the electric Of Honora Blye and the Moore
family car with the parents and husband OF lane
and her bosom friend, Iris Bletherng. and Bobbie
Marie and Officer Dowd were suddenly interrupted
in their eisurely stroll by a loud yelp. and white
and brown streak threw itself against Marie
Bouncer! BE barked; he circied; be ran up the
street little way, ran back and darted on again
Miss Junle" cried Marie, and. elutching OfHcez
Dowd by the sleeve she ran up the street after tho
dog.
Vivian Durham. her chin tilted. her face sereus.
her step deliberate and leisurely came into her
studio Whatever she had been about to say frozs
on her lips she saw the tableau before the can
vas The exQuisitey nodded runaway bride, draped
Ike the Spirit of the Marsh. stood upon the dais
-oh~ The word a shrek. Vivian Durham
rushed down the length Of the studio. towering with
rage. $50 that's itr' she cried. That's why you
brought this creature herer'
"ViviT protested the artist
"0ut Of my houSe!' the woman screamed at June.
ner nngeTS working conFulSlVely. 'Out OF my house
this minutew And she started toward the fright
ened June
"HereT Bennett Durham caught his wife's arn
and held her back.
She stopped. and slowly her chin went up She
turned on him coldly.
EITHER that creature leaves-goes instanty-or
you go! This is my house"
With a low cry June had darted across the studio
casping her gauzy draperies about her as best she
could In the hall she turned to dart up the stairs
where her clothes had been left
"0ut OF my house" sternly called the woman aBa
as June stopped bewldered, half erazed, the fronl
door was opened by the smirking butler. whose fug
tive eye leered at her.
Faint, dazed scarce knowing what she did June.
draped the Spirit Of the Marsh. slipped out Of th
house and into the street
The artist and his wife went to the porch snj
watched the girl autter away. The woman turned
to Durham. You're In love with her." she snapped
Around the corner. two blocks away tore the
Moore car, with Ned Warner peerng lntently ahead
From the opposite direction came HonorlA BlyGs
electric. In front Of the Durham door stood a laEus
rious limousine with the black shades drawa al,
bert Blyesl
AS June dashed down the steps the door Of tAs
car opened, and the white mustached Orln Cunnlna-
ham sprang out and caught June By tho wrist Anr
other Hgure sped from the Durham door, close upsn
the beautiful Spirit OF the Marsh II was Gilbert
Blys, and he held outstretched a vOluminous baeh
rtoak