The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1920-08-26

New York skirt, and how did she hap
pen to blow In here just at this timer
Beaton completed the lighting of his
cigar. finging the match carelessly out
Of the window.
"Oh, she's all right" he said easily.
AUST an innocent kid writer for
Scribbler's who's trying to make good
writing about the beautiful scenery
around here. Her name Is Donovan.
Her fathers a big contractor and has
money 10 burn"
did you ever hear the beat Of that,
Enright? Neddy is about to feather
his nest. Well, go on"
CHATS about all, / guess, only she
amt nothin' you need be afraid Of"
"Sure not, with a Watchdog like you
on guard. But II you ask me, l don't
like the idea of her happening In here
Just az this time. This is no place
for an innocent child" and she looked
about, her lip curling. Lord, I should
say not. Do you happen to remember
any New York contractor by that
name, Mr.. Enright?"
The rotund lawyer, his feet elevated
on the window-sill, a cigar between
his lips, shook his head in emphatic
dissent.
mot lately; there was a Tim Dono-
van who had a pull in the subway
excavation-he was q Tammany mar
but he died, and was never married.
What's the girl look like?"
Rather slender, with brown hair,
sOrter cOppery in the sun, and gray
eyes that grow dark when she's in
terested. About twenty-three or four,
] should say"
"Did you get her full nameT"
"Sure; it's on the register-Stella
Donovan"
Enright lowered his feet to the floor,
a puzzled look on his face, his teeth
clinched on his cigar.
Hold on a bit till I think" he NUT
tered. "That sounds mighty familiar
Stella Donovan! BY the Lord, I've
heard that name before somewhere;
ali, I have it-she's on the New York
Star. I've seen her name signed to
articles in the Sunday edition. I'll
bet she's the girl"
"a New York newspaperwoman;
well, what do you suppose she is do
ing out here? After us?"
Enright had a grip on himself again
and slowly relit his cigar, leaning
back, and staring out the window. His
mind gripped the situation coldly.
"Well, we'd best be careful" he said
slowly. probably it's merely a coin
cidence, but I don't like her lying to
Beaton. That don't look just right.
Wen lay quiet and try the young lady
out. Beaton here a give her an in
PRODUCTION to Miss La Rue, and the
rest is easy"
WestcOtt'S purpose In visiting the
La RoSita mine was a rather vague
N His thought had naturally asso-
ciated Bill Lacy with whatever form
of deviltry had brought Beaton to the
neighborhood of Haskell, and he felt
convinced firmly that this special
brand of deviltry had some direct con
nection with the disappearance of
connection between these people might
prove to be was still a matter Of
doubt, but as Miss Donovan was seek
ing this information at the hotel, all
that remained for him to do at pres
emf vas an investigation of Lacy. The
careful review of all Miss Donovan
had told him only served to increase
his confidence that his old partner
still lived. No other conception seemed
possible, or would account for the
presence of Ned Beaton in Haskell, or
the hurried call for Miss La Rue. Yet
it was equally evident this was not
caused by any miscarriage Of their
original plans. Apparently every de-
tail Of the crime, which meant the win
ming of Frederick C~aveDdish's fortune,
had been thus far successfully carried
out. The money was already prac-
tically In their possession, and not the
slightest suspicion had been aroused.
1t had been a masterpiece of criminal
ingenuity, so boldly carried out as to
avoid danger of discovery.
Every step had been taken exactly
In accord with the original outlines,
except possibly that they had been
hurried by Cavendish's sudden deter
mination to return West, and his will
disinheriting John. These had COM
PEELED earlier action, yet no radical
change in plans. as the machinery
was already prepared and In position.
Luck had been with the conspirators
when Frederick called In Enright to
draw up the will.
Enright! Beyond doubt his were
the brains dominating the affair. The
whole foul thing lay before WeStcott's
Imagination in it's diabolical ingenuity
-Enright's legal mind had left no
loophole. He intended to play the
game absolutely safe, so far, at least,
as he was personally concerned.
The money was to go legally to John
without the shadow Of a suspicion