The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1917-09-13

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the chief smiled under his heavy mus
tache, IL there was the faintest pos
+Eble.twinkle In Talbot's eyes, who waS
there tO>see2
Talbot took the chief down to the
station In his gray machine. They had
'chatted very pleasantly. But just op-
pOsite the steps from Elinor's garden
they blew out a tire. The car swerved,
suddenly throwing the light from the
lamps along the bank. Standing in the
shadows, and thus Unexpectedly re-
vealed, raj Boroday.
Talbot brought the car to a stop and
Jumped out. The Russian had gone
on down the hill.
lawfully sorry" said Talbot. Looks
as If you'd have to walk down. Per
haps you will find another car to pick
you up"
Il shall rather enjoy the walk" said
the chief, eyes ahead In the darkness.
Whose place is this?"
Talbot glanced up and around.
'I'm afraid I don't know anything
about the village" He opened the tool
box.
The chief took two or three steps
along the road and turned. "About
here, wasn't it, that the Episcopal
clergyman was shoty"
II cannot tell you that either. It wal
somewhere along this road"
"Good night" sang the chief cheerily,
and started down the hill.
Boroday had come out Of the Hilary
Kingston place. He knew that. Right
here, almost where he stopped, was
| where Ward had been found. Then,
in spite of old Hilary's death, the band
was still using his house! Things were
closing up. Boroday tramped on down
the road. About one hundred yards
behind the chief followed.
Talbot, haimmering at a recalcitrant
tire, filled the air with the short, angry
raps of his hammer on the rim. .
The Russian had an almost uncanny
sense Of pursuit. More than once in
his life it had saved him, and now he
knew he vas being followed. He made
no attempt whatever to throw his pur-
suer off the track, but went directly to
the station. There he got an evening
paper at the closing news stand and
glanced over it, standing under an arc
light. For all his engrossment he saw
| quite distinctly the figure Of the chief
as he crossed the track and took up
his station behind a pillar of the train
shed. Boroday was thinking hard. It
had been that unlucky swerving Of q
machine on the hill that had betrayed
him. He knew that now. And he had
just come out of the Kingston place.
It was bad, very bad.
Boroday rode all the way into the
city with the chief a dozen seats be-
hind him. The chief did not follow
him home. He knew where he lived,
and he could lay his hand on him when
he wanted him. He was going to want
him now pretty The Russian
knew that, too.
When he had entered his apartment
and turned on the light, he found Huff
standing by a window. The boy
ducked back as the light went up.
For a moment the two eyed one an
other. Huff was u%nshaven, sunken-
eyed, dirty. The contrast between this
wild-eyed boy and the tall Russian was
strong.
"Well?" said Huff defantly.
"Sit down." Boroday's tone was
kind. He went to a closet and got out
a bottle of vodka.
"when did you have anything to
eat?"
II Inn not hungry"
Nevertheless Boroday forced on him
a little bread and meat.
II didn't know you were out until
tonight" Huff said at last, pushing his
plate away.
"Where have you been?"
drinking my head off in a dive on
Fortieth street." said Huff savagely.
SIN all right now"
"What got into you, Walter? For
you to turn on us like that-to expose
everyone Of us, as you have"
"She was in love with him. I wish
I'd killed him.
Very patiently, Boroday told him
what had happened. Over the matter
Of the Bryant pearl he passed as light
~ as he could. But Huff realized the
significance Of Elinor's placing it in
the almsbox. He went rather white.
"We would have got off with the
country club matter well enough, but
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