Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-11-13
FIVE
FRIDAYS
BY
FRANK r. ADAMS
Copyright BY Frank A. Munsey
Company
CHAPTER VI.
More Mystery.

U0bO WyUSOeys
4 QUICK squirt Of 6ams ahead
~ halted 10 In our search fol
~ Mn. Green. We heard an In
distinct murmur Of voices, the
sound Of twigs being broken. then alb
solute silence
"Shv Kent whispered. As We art
not armed, We must creep up - Gloss
rs we can, then when the son Of CUR
pipes W OF we can spring on him be
fore he can wing Us Do you get mel?
admitted that his plan was good.
'Then on your knees and be care
full" he commanded. We crept through
mud puddles without noticing them.
Then heard the sound of . safety
match being scratched unsuccessfully
against box. When 1t finally lighted
what would be revealed1
A jagged circle Of yellow light flick.
cred. q moment while ! crouched ready
to spring, then burned DINNER and
went out The silence was unbrokeu
until the Light disappeared. then
Bopp's laugh rang out loud and clear,
followed q moment later BY a hys.
terical giEy3s Which I recognized a
Lucile'A
Wills I scuttisd away a. hastily As
possible In order 10 b out Of range b.
fore he could light another match,
heard him say In . childish falsetto,
"One-two-thres for Montyr
/ did not hear what else he had to
offer because got out Of eafshot a
soon % possible. A few hundred
verbs on the trail back to the house
Kent Joined me, We proceeded Indian
fashion silently for . whila
Finally he ruminated: IT'S sure
queer how I forgot about her and him
being on the island. II 1t hadn't been
for them we was doing fine. sup
pose we'll have 70 20 back to the house
and begin all over again"
mo moro lootprints," indsted
hastily. wen just hunt - plain anna
teur hunters and cut out the detective
stuff."
Kent was visibly erestfAIlen.
Suddenly the muded report Of gun
reached our ears.
They've found her," said Kent
without enthusiasm. "LetS % beck. !"
hesitated. I hated to face Lucille
after the ridiculous scene Of short
time before. Finally assented.
When We reached the house NO enc
was In sight
Probably upstairs putting ths cd
dame to bed" Kent said.
went up, raped on Mn. Green's
door and entered. There was NO dg1
Of her. Puzzled. went downstairs.
Nobody there" I announced 10
Kent
Just at that moment there was .
sound outside, and looked out to $50
Lucille and Bopp arriving.
well" sighed Lucille. "whers's
motherr
.where did you put herr I coun-
tered.
"1r exclaimed Lucila II haven't
seen her"
Haven't seen hef7" Kent inter5ect-
ed. "Then who fred the revolver?"
Didn't you7" interposed Bopp.
sNo."
.who did, theni" with sudden ap-
prehension.
Kent picked up the gun from the
table and broke It. Six loaded car
tridges dropped out
'.This cannon amt been fred" he
said, smiling the barrel.
We looked at one another with
frightened eyes. What unseen force
was playing pranks on us? First the
disappearance Of Mrs. Green, then the
revolver shot coming ont Of the air.
it seemed too much to account for By
natural means.
When the telephone bell rang, our
nerves, all on paper edge, gave ono
united leap. I answered the summons.
''Hellor' said.
''This II the telegraph operator ut
Fair View" said q masculine voice.
"Havs you got q party ct your place
named NJ Blainey or something Ike
that2''
Eyes; am Mr.. Blainey."
Probably it's for you, then. We got
rush message for N. Blainey which
We can't deliver to you on account Of
tho storm. Are you expecting any
thingr
.Yes," ! assented; II am always get
ting telesrama Read Il to me over
the telephone"
II can't do that I don't know you.
You'll have to get Mr.. Green or one Of
his family to take the message for
you"
every we'll. Hold the wire" ~
quested. putting my hand over the
mouthpiece. 'Lucile, win you take
this -telegram1 It's for me. but they
say they'll have to read Il to some
member Of the family because they
don't know me-"
Inclle tonk the receiver, picked up o
pencil hanging by string to the tele-
phone and wrote down tho telegram
on . scratch pad on the wall % the
operator read 4 over the wire. When
It was done. without comment she
handed It to me.
It read % follows: 81 ~
f N. Blansy-C Coming to you at last Ar
rive today. Have marriage license ready.
VIVA DuNMoRE.
.Wait~I exclaimed; ''this can't be
Tor ma. Call up that operator again."
Y Don't try 10 explain" said Lucille
colby. " suppose you don't even
know who Vida Dunmore Tsp
I debated q moment % to whether !