Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1917-08-23

let you. Come by the back streets.
There's n high mulberry hedge at the
southwest corner you can get behind.
This chap may have been talking for
somebody else. Anyway, look the man
over when he passes under the arc
light. II it is Sassoon or Gale Morgan.
| come into Jeffries' house by the rear
door. Wait in the kitchen for my call
from the living room, or a shot. I'll
arrange for your getting in"
Leaving the telephone, De Spain re-
Joined Nan in the living room. He told
her briefly Of the expected visit and
explained, laughingly, that his caller
had asked to have the lights out and to
see him alone. He made so little OF
the incident that Nan walked up the
stairs on De Spain's arm treasured.
When he kissed her ut her room door
and turned down the stairs again, she
leaned in the half-light over the banis-
ter, waving one hand at him and MUIR
muring the last caution: BE careful,
Henry. won't your"
"Dearie, I'm always careful"
"'Cause you're all I've got now" she
whispered.
you're all I've got, Nan, girl"
IL haven't got any home-or any
thing--just you. Don't 90 to the door
yourself. Leave the front door open,
Stand behind the end Of the piano till
Won are nWfully sure who 1t iS."
"What a head, Nam"
De Spain cut of the lights. threw
open the front door, and in the dark
ness sat down on the piano stool. A
heavy step on the porch, a little while
later, was followed by q knock on tn
open door.
"Come in!' called De Spain roughly
The bulk Of a large mar filled and OBJ
scured for an instant the opening
then the visitor stepped carefully owe
the threshold. "What do you want?
asked De Spain without changing hi
tone. He awaited with keenness tn
sound Of the answer.
rs Henry de Spain here"
The voice was not familiar to ID
SPANS ear. He told himself the ma
d was unknown to him. II am Henr
II de SPAIN" he returned without hesit'
$. ton. What do you want"
o The visitors elaboration was reflec
e. ed in his measured speaking. Il al
y from Thief River" he began, and h
reverberating voice was low and d.
70 tinct. n WIS sent In to Morgan's 50
1t some time ago to find out who burne
Is the Calabasas barn."
"And you report to-
"Kennedy."
IL De Spain paused. A fresh convi
ton had flashed across his mind. "Yt
Is called me up on the telephone mi Mig
he last week." he said suddenly.
nd The answer came. without evasio
is II did"
"You gave me a message from M
in Morgan that she never gave you."
~ II did. I thought she needed y
(. right on. She didn't know me as
til rightly am. I knew whit was going .
I rode into town that evening andre
out again. II was not my business. a
%. I couldn't let Il interfere with the bu
he ness I'm paid to look after. That's I
he reason I lodged you"
In "There IL q chair at the left Of I
ne door: ut down. What's your namei
he The man feeling around slowly. {
posted his angular bulk with care ,
'ed On the little chair. my name'-sn I
he tenseness Of the dark the VOL
seemed to carry added mystery
to Pardaloe."
In. "You've rot q brothsr-Joe Par
y. ioer' suggested DO Spain to trap hir
w .No, rye rot no brother. ! am 4
plain Jim Pardaloe."
to ssay what you hive sot to .
Jim"
de-. aThe only Job I could get In the
me was with old Duke Aorgan-rve D
the working Tor him, OF and on. and'spe
IRE ins the rest Of my tims with Gale I
Dave Sassoon. There wsre three .
ned 10 tho barn.burninE Dave sass
put up the job.* 4,
ust .where II Deys S11Sten nowss
spaad.w ssy
Doth men Wsgs 9le em n