The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1917-01-23
THE GOLD OF THE GODS
BY ARTHUR B. REEVE . Tsss.s9 aess Ssa

Quickly Kennedy called up Deputy
O'Connor. 1t was only too true. Burke
had reported that she had disappear
ed and the police, especially those at
the stations and ferries and in the
suburbs dad been notified to. look for
her. All this seemed to have taken
place In those hours when the myster-
ious telephone calls had sent US on
the wrong trail.
Kennedy said nothing, but I could
see that be was doing some keen
thinking.
Just then the telephone rang again.
1t was from the man whom We had
left at the Prince Edward Albert.
Sonora de Moche had gone out and
driven rapidly to the Grand Central.
He had not been able to find out what
ticket she bought. but the train was
just leaving.
Kennedy paced up and down. NUT
tering to himself. Whitney first
'hen Lockwood-and Alfonso The
Seaore takes a train. Suppose the
first message we're true? Gas and
oil for a trip"
He seized the telephone book and
hastily turned the pages over. At
last his firger rested on a name in
the suburban section. | read: Whit
ney. Stuart. Res. 174-J Rockledge"
Quickly he gave central the num-
Der, then showed the receiver again
into the telescribe.
Hello, Is Mr.. Whitney there" !
heard later as he placed the record
again in the phonograph for repeti-
ton
"No-who is this ?"
His head clerk. Tell him I must
see him. Kennedy has been to the
ONCE and"
"say-gee off the line. We had that
story once"
That's it," exclaimed Craig Don't
you see-they've all gone up to Whit
ney's place. That clerk was taking.
He has already telephoned And lis.
ten. Do you see anything PECULIAR"
He was running all three records
which we had on the telescribe. AS
he did so, saw unmistakahly that it
was the same voice on all three. Whit
ney must have had servant do the
telephoning for him.
Don't fret. Juanita," treasured
Kennedy. I'VE shall md your mis-
tress for you. She will be all right
You had better 90 back to the apart
ment and wait Walter, look up the
next train to Rockiedge while I tele-
phone O'Connor"
We had an hour to wait before the
next train left and In the meantime
MA I.~v TO ~nnlr ~
doza apartment
1t was short run to Rockledge by
railroad, but 1t seemed to me that it
took hours. Kennedy sat in silence
most of the time. his eyes closed, as
II he were trying to place himself in
the positions Of the others and figure
out what they would do.
At last we arrived, the only passen.
gers to get Off at the little old station.
Which way to turn we had not the
slightest idea. We looked about. Even
the ticket office was closed. 1t looked
as though we might almost as well
stayed In New York
Down the railroad we could see that
great piece of engineering was in
progress, raising the level of the
tracks and building a steel viaduct.
as well as a new station, and at the
same time not interrupting the through
traffic, which was heavy.
Surely there must be some one
down there" observed Kennedy, as
we picked our way across the steel
Orders, piles of rails, and around
huge machines for mixing concrete.
We came at last to little construc-
ton house. sort OF general machine
and Workshop, in which seemed to
be everything from file to a pneu-
matte riveter.
"Hello!" shouted Craig.
There came sound from far cor
ner of a pile of ties and moment
later night-watchman advanced sus-
piciously swinging his lantern.
Hello yourself" he growled.