Phoenix tribune., 1919-05-24

now. Keep still, all of you. Is he
breathing, Mr.. Barnesp That awful
cough just now seemed to-" Her
eyes were fixed on the still face.
'Why-why, how tightly he holds my
hand! l can't get it away-he must
be alive, Mr.. Barnes. Where is that
silly doctor?" &
Barnes unclasped the rigid fingers
of the man called Andrew Paul, and,
shaking his head sadly, drew her
away from the improvised bier. He
and the shivering Mr.. Dilllngford con-
Quoted her to the dining room, where
"a single kerosene lamp gave out
feeble, rather CHASTITY light.
"Would you like a little brandy?"
inquired Barnes, as she sat down limp
ly in the chair he pulled out for her.
Il have flask upstairs in my"
II never touch it." she said. "Tm all
right. My legs wabble a little but
Sit down Mr.. Barnes. I've got some
thing to say to you and I'd better say
1t now, because it 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 wheni / could
see the house from where 1 was sit
ting. Rooms windows were plainly
visible. I 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 a 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 a couple of revolvers in his
hands. They stood there for few
minutes carefully examining the
weapons and reloading them with
fresh cartridges. Just as was about
little after six o'clock, and getting
awfully dark and overcast-Roon took
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. 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. I
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. II
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 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 FancyT
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