The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1917-12-04
The White Feather
BY ]. E. Harold Terry and Lechmere WorralI

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me-"
What" Good God. Out with II.
man! What have you done now"
1T is not I who have done any
thing" replied Fritz in an injured
| voice. "Fraulien Schroeder. she give
/; me Il letter nit plans to post She
and Mrs. Sanderson go out, l was left
| to myself here. I begin to tidy tho
room. Suddenly from nowhere some
one spring upon my back. my back. 1t
Is nearly broke. and tied dis handler
chief about mine eyes. One second
only and tear 1t Off but 1t is too late
] he is gone. and de plans also
| Sanderson walked up and down the
room for a moment. not trusting him
| self TO speak. what dawn fool
! you arc!" he said at last. First the
| Marconi. then the pigeon. aid now the
! plans. who is It" Who the devil
is it,"
1T is Prcnt.'' Fritz repeated stolid-
! ~. II am sure. Mr.. Pollock. ne is n
! strong man and heavy but do not
| think he could have lealed on my back
| like that. Anyway. here is dc hand
kerchicf." and he pulled u large rcd
| and green bandanna. still knottcd. from
his pocket.
Followed "A little silence. during
! which Brent rightly guessed that
Charles must be examining the hand
kcrchicf Brent's shoulders shook n
little with a silent laugh. for the hand
kcrchicf. as he well knew when he had
h oil Int
Mr.. Pollock had dropped during his
indignant exit The idea to use it had
come to Christopher in one Of those
! flashes to which he always trusted
well. there's no mark on it,"
Charles said at last. might belong to
anybody. Pah. II smells Of scent,
scent and tobacco.'
eagerly. II see a polite Of eau de-
Cologne on his dressing table"
This isn't eau dc Cologne. Wen. /
must find out. You had better be
getting on with the dinner now. Fritz.
Clear out"
Fritz cleared out and Brent made his
way into the hall. Molly WAS still
playing stornily and took no notice Of
him.
She was dressed simply I'm q little
pale pink gown with blue sash. and
the palIor which had been hers all day
had given place to a bright flush on
her cheeks Brent thought he had
never seen her look SO triumphantly
pcrtty and SO childishly young.
Mrs. Lee. coming down the stairs in
a wonderful black and gold gown,
seemed suddenly old and faded to his
eyes Unconscious of thisiadecd.
aware of looking her best-Miriam
came across the hall and under cover
of the music spoke eagerly but very
! low to Brent
well. ANYTHING fresh" She asked.
!. Nothing in particular replied
\, Brent. beginning to move slowly in The
direction of tho sitting room with her.
II think cverything's fairly clear now.
We have got to prevent esn burning
the house down tonight and we've got
| to get our signals through to the cruis :
crs. that's ALL
IT'S horrible" said Miriam. Il
shouldn't have thought human beings
could have planned to do such a dread :
| full thing. It's fiendiSh.
Brent shrugged his shoulders
They're logical enough he said: Its
all war;
1T seems 10 me we're taking too
great a chance. Kit" went ON Miriam
What's going TO happen to the others.
| Suppose they do manage to fire the
house. there's Miss Myrtle. Mr. pollocl,
! Molly"
| MY dear girl. don't know it The
: fact that know l., and remain calm
ought to show YOU how sure | am OF
success. If | were to give the show
! away now and have the whole bally lo
arrested We miss nabbing our frienf
l'zz. To say nothing of perhaps lettins
= lot Of other people get warned of III,
failure too soon SO that they can sill
away"
AN right. Kit. but I've got nerves
| somehow. What do yon want me I,
dor'
Il want you to appear to 60 to bed i,
the ordinary Way. Just as If nothint
had happened And then
\ Here the door of the sitting room