The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-05-12
BY Il. w. Hornung.

Reasons that are not SO good
In law, apparently"
Exactly; as yet there's no case
and there has been no accusation.
But l very much fear that traps
are being set, and I've taken 1t on
myself to put the mailman on his
guard"
Tonight" .,s
Yes; it was the first chance of
getting hold of him, and that only
by having the poor little bride to
dinner as well. Heavy work, Dol
lar, drinking their healths and
knowing what was in the air! The
only comfort was that Edenbor-
ough knew as well as / did; it was
written on his face, il you had the
key, and l hadn't to do much beat
ing about the bush when | got him
to myself. He was wonderfully
frank, from his point of view. He
told me that the air of suspicion
was driving him out of his mind;
he said he hadn't slept for nights
and nights"
Although not an open word
has been said to connect him with
the bad copy of his own map"
That's the worst thing you've
told me-" said Dollar, quietly. "He
protested his innocence, of
course?"
I'm absolute tears!"
And what was your own i'm
preston, Mr.. Vinson?"
Extremely mixed. I felt that
he was speaking the truth, and
yet not the whole truth. He had
an air of guilty knowledge, If not
of actual guilt"
His physical condition bears
you out" observed the doctor with
reluctance. And the poor dew
lis to be married in four days
time."
There my PHYS on the other
side"
But the girls another friend of
yours? May | ask her name?"
Lucy Trevellyn."
ANY relation of Admiral Trev-
ellyn?"
own daughter to the old sea-
dog, and, If anything, the breezier
of the two. couldn't imagine a
young girl more like an old salt at
heart. Shed go to sea IL she
could; as she can't, she's a little
pillar of the Navy Ieague-and
engaged to the first lords best
young man! Could you conceive a
more ingenious irony, or a great
er tragedy when the truth comes
out? Dollar, is must come out
before Thursday, If it's ever COM
ing out at ALL"
rs it otherwise likely match?'
THE very likeliest, but for this
worlds goods, and there'll be
more of them one day. She has
got enough for two, and they have
tastes in common. | told you he
could draw bit, but she's little
artist. though you wouldn't think
it If you saw her teaching him to
skate at Princes or taking me on
| at golf! Lucy Trevellyn's the
best type of sportswoman."
John Dollar was on his feet
well, I've stayed longer than
| intended" said he abruptly. 81
promised to go up within half an
hour to see IL he was asleep. And
he will be. But what's a. night 8
rest against such a tragedy as the
whole things bound to be-"
"Or such a Mystery" suggested
Topham Vinson. IF you could
only get to the bottom OF that,
Dollar, we might know how to
act
I'm not a detective" returned
the doctor-but the stiff words
were hardly out before the stiff
lips relaxed in a smile. I've said
that before, Vinson, and l
shouldn't wonder il you made me
say 1t again. am out to stop
things happening, not to bother
about things that have been done
and can't be mended. But in this
case discovery may be the mother
of prevention, and | must have a
shot with both barrels while
there's time"
He had come in glum and grum-
bling; he went off gay and in
cisive, subtly enlivened by the very
gravity of the matter, as he al
ways was. But it was grave
enough, as was Dollar himself be-
hind the sparkling mask that he
wore unawares in all times of
stress.
And on one point his confidence