The Glenwood post., 1919-06-07
CepTish ~ DoS2 MesS .nd com,ery. Ia.

"Would you like a little brandy3"
inquired Barnes, as she sat down limp
ly in the chair he pulled out for her.
81 have flask upstairs in my"
81 never touch It," she said. "Tm all
right. My legs wabble little but
Sit down Mr.. Barnes. I've got some
thing to say to you and I'd better say
1t now, because 1t may come in pretty
handy for you later on. Don't let
those women come in here, Dilly.
"This afternoon I walked up in the
woods back of the tavern to go over
some lines in new piece we are to do
later on-God knows when l could
see the house from where I was sit
ting. Rooms windows were plainly
visible. l saw Room standing at a
window looking toward the crossroads
with pair of field-glasses. Every
once in awhile he would turn to Paul,
who stood beside him with notebook,
and say something to him. Paul wrote
it down. Then he would look again,
turning the glasses this way and that
Suddenly my eyes almost popped out
of my head. Paul had gone away
from the window. He came back and
he had couple of revOlvers in his
hands. They stood there for u few
minutes carefully examining the
weapons and reloading them with
fresh cartridges. Just as l was about
to start down to the house-it was n
little after six o'clock, and getting
awfu1ly dorE and ovorroS roSt-Roop +o,ly
up the glasses again. He seemed to
be excited and called his companion.
! Paul grabbed the glasses and looked
down the road. They both became
very much excited, pointing and ges-
ticulating, and taking turn about with
the glasses"
"About six o'clock you say?' said
Barnes, greatly interested.
''It was quarter after six when l
got back to the house. I spoke to Mr..
Bacon about what I'd seen and he said
he believed they were German spies,
up to some kind of mischief along the
Canadian border. Then about half an
hour later you came to the tavern. l
saw Room sneak out to the head of the
stairs and listen to your conversation
with Jones when you registered. That
gave me an idea. 1t was you they
were watching the road for"
Barnes held up his hand for silence.
"Listen," he said in low voice. 81
will tell you who they were looking
for" AS briefly as possible he re-
counted his experience with the
strange young woman at the cross
roads. 'From the beginning I have
connected this tragedy with the place
called Green Fancy. I'll stake my last
penny that they have been hanging
around here waiting for the arrival of
that young woman. They knew she
was coming and they doubtless knew
what she was bringing with her. What
do you know about Green Fancy?"
He was vastly excited. His active
imagination was creating all sorts Of
! possibilities and complications, depre-
dations and intrigues.
Bacon was the one who answered.
people live up there and since we've
been here two or three men visitors
have come down from the place to
sample our stock of wet goods. talked
with couple of 'em day before yester-
day. They were out for horseback
ride and stopped here for a mug of
ale"
Were they foreigners?" inquired
Barnes.
"If you want to call an Irishman a
foreigner, I'll have to say one of them
was. He had n beautiful brogue. The
other was an American, I'm sure. Yes
,erday they rode past here with a cou-
pie of swell-looking women. l saw
them turn up the road to Green
Fancy
The arrival of four or five men, who
stamped into the already crowded hall
way from the porch outside, claimed
! the attention of the Quartette. Among
them was the doctor who, they were
soon to discover, was also the coroner
| of the county. A very oflicious deputy
+, sheriff was also in the group.
Mr.. Jones called out from the door
wny: "Mr. Barnes, you're wanted In
there"
"All right" he responded.
The doctor had been working over
the PROSTATE form on the tables. AS
Barnes entered the room, he looked up
and declared that the man was dead.
This Is Mr.. Barnes" said Putnam
Jones, indicating the tnll traveller with
n short jerk of his thumb.
II am from the sherlff's office" said
the man who stood beside the doctor.
The rest OF the crowd evidently had
been ordered to stand back from the
tables. did you ever see this man be-
fOre?"
mot until he was carried in here
an hour ago."
"Whnt's your business up here, Mr..
Barnes?"
| II have no business up here. just
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