The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1920-08-19

| room, ana NeSlcOtl uItW pulNh
breath OF surprise as h o. ecognized the
two faces fronting him-Blll Lacy nt
the desk, n pipe In his mouth, his feet
elevated on convenient chair, and
Beaton, leaning back against the wall,
apparently half asleep with his eyes
closed. The third man was fncing
Lacy, but concealed by the stoye he
seemed to be doing the talking, and
held n paper In his hand resembling
map. Suddenly he rose to his feet and
bent over the edge of the desk, and
Westcott knew hlm-Enright
Desperately determined to learn
what was being said, the miner thrust
the henvy blade OF his jackknife be-
meath the ill-fittlng window sash and
succeeded In noiselessly lifting 1t a
scant half inch. He bent lower. the
speakers voice clearly audlbl
through the narrow opening. "There
was dead man back East. wasn't
there?"
"What difference does that maker
"None, particularly, except to nat
urally increase the worth of my serv-
ices. I'm not squeamish about stiffs.
but like TO know what ! am doing.
What are you holding on to this other
fellow for?"
Enright walked nervously across
the room, chewing at his cigar, only to
come back and fnce his questioner.
"Well. / suppose l might ms well tell
you" he said almost savagely. you're
In too deep already to wiggle out. We
made rather a mess OF 1t In New YORK,
and only bit OF luck helped us
through. We had the plans ready for
three months, but nothing occurred to
give us chance. Then all ut once
Cavendlsh got his first telegram from
westcott and decided to pull out, not
telling anyone where he was going. He
employed me to draw the will, and told
me he planned to leave the city for
some time. As soon as could told
the others over the phone. and we got
busy"
Lacy stared incredulous.
"And there hasn't been no killin'T'
Enrlght shook his head.
mot by any of us"
'Then how about that dead man In
New York--the one that was buried
for Cavendlsh2 Oh, l read about
that. Beaton showed II to me In the
paper"
"That's the whole trouble" Enright
answered gravely. ~ do not know
who he was. or how he came there.
All | know is, he was not Frederick
Cavendlsh But his being found there
dead In Cavendish's apartments, and
identified, puts us In an awful hole,
II the rest OF this affair should ever
become known. DO you see2 The
charge would he murder, and how are
we going to hold the real Cavendish
alive, and not have II come outf'
"The other stiff--wasn'i
Cavendlsh?"
"CertaInly not; you know where
, Cavendlsh Is"
r 81 never saw Fred Cavendlsh;
, wouldn't know him from Adams off
( OK. I've got the fellow Beaton turned
| over to me-"
{ "Well, he's the man; the dead one
$ isn't"
: "How do you know
p "Because Frederick Cavendlsl
e bought and signed round-trip tlcke
! 10 Los Angeles. and boarded the mid
o night train. My man reported thnt 4
e me, and Beaton just had time TO catcl
the same train before II pulled out
a Isn't that true, Nedf"
/ "Yes, Il is, and never left him"
n "But," insisted Lacy stubbornly
/. "did you see the dead one7"
@ ayes. kept away from the In
e quest, but attended the funeral to &c
}. glance at his face. II seemed to
3 strange TO be true. The fellow WASH
e Cavendlsh; I'd swear to that, but h
e did look enough like him to fool any
e body who had no suspicious aroused
Dammit, It's spooky, the very though
g of It,"
@ "But you saw n difference?"
o because looked for II; I neve
Ir would have otherwise. But anywa,
5. | was already convinced that he wa
o not the man. am not sure what
o should have thought II had met hir
y, alive upon the street"
e, Lacy appeared amused, crossing tn
e room. and expectorating into the ope
FL stove.
Is "You fellows make me laugh" h
said grimly. 81 am hardly Idle
" enough TO be taken in by that sol
e. OF old wives tale, However II thH
It is your story, stick 10 it--but II yo
m | were TO ever tell ID I'm court, II woul
he take a jury about five minutes TO brln
Ig in their verdict. Let's get 10 bus
e ness. You want me TO help out In
10 sort OF accident, l presume-a IA
he over a cliff, or the premature dlscharg
he OF blasting powder; these things al
,r quite common out here. And TO pr,
70 vent any stir at this end, before yo
lr fellows get hold Of the stun. you wal
Ut me TO call or my working gang an