The Lamar register., 1920-05-12

door.
"If you're only here viewing the
scenery, 1 guess you won't remain
long"
mot more than day or so. 1 am
planning ride into the mountains be-
| fore leaving" pleasantly. 81 hope l
shall see you again."
you're quite liable to-" an ugly curl
to the lip. ''maybe more than you'll
want. Goodnight"
Miss Donovan stood there motion
less after the door closed behind her
guest. She was conscious of the sting
In those final words, the half-expressed
threat, but the smile did not desert her
lips. Her only thought was that the
other was angry, irritated over her
failure, her inability to make a report
to her masters. She looked at the
valise on the floor, and laughed out
right, but as her eyes lifted once more
she beheld her travelling suit draped
over the head-board of the bed, and in
stantly the expression of her face
changed. She had forgotten hanging 1t
there. That must have been where
the woman went when she disap-
peared. 1t was not to rummage the
bed at all. but to hastily run through
the pockets of her jacket. The girl
swiftly crossed the room and flung
coat and skirt onto the bed. She re-
membered now thrusting the telegram
from Farrlss into pocket on the
morning Of Its receipt. 1t was gonel
Her first thought was to search else
where. although she Immediately rea-
llzed the uselesness of any such at
tempt. The message had been in her
pocket, as she recalled distinctly; she
had fully intended destroying 1t at the
same time she had torn up the letter
OF instruction, but failed to do so.
Now 1t was In the hands of the La Rue
woman. and would be shown to the
others. II was some time before she
could recall to memory the exact
wording Of the telegram. but finally 1t
came to her bit by bit:
IF any clues, advise Immediately.
Willis digging hard. Letter of instruc-
tion follows.
"FARRISS."
There was no mention of names,
yet these people could scarcely fail to
recognize that this had reference to
the Cavendish case. The thought of
personal danger never once entered
her nature and she gave this phase of
the matter no thought. But she must
communicate with Westcott, tell him
all that had occurred. She would send
him a note the first thing In the morn
Ing.
Somewhat reassured by this reason
ing. she was still seated there. staring
out into the night, when Enright and
Beaton returned. Stella heard the
tread of horses feet. before her eyes
distinguished the party approaching.
and she drew back cautiously. In the
glow of the light she could perceive
four men in saddle halt In front of
the hotel. three of whom dlsmounted
and entered the building. the fourth
graspIng the relns of the riderless ami
mails and leading them up the street.
She heard the murmur of voices be-
low and tie heavy steps of the men as
they came slowly up the stairs. Then
door opened creakingly and she
as that you, Nedr'
"Sure; what are you doing up at
this hourf"
-Never mind that. Who have you
got with your"
"Enright and Lacy-whyf"
81 want you all to come in here a
minute; don't make so much noise"
4 voice or two grumbled, but feet
shuffied along the bare floor and the
door creaked again rs II was carefully
closed behind them. Stella opened her
own door a crack and listened: the
hall, lighted only by single oil-lasp
at the head of the stairs, was desert
ed and silent. She stole cautiously for
ward, but the voices in Miss La Rueis
room were mufiled and indistinct, not
an audible word reaching her ears.
The key was in the lock, shutting out
all view of the Interior. Well, what
was the difference? She knew what
was occurring within-the stolen tele-
gram was being displayed, and dis
cussed. That would not delay them
long and It would never do for her to
be discovered in the hall.
Convinced of the uselessness of re-
naming, she returned to her own
room. closing and bolting the door.
This time she removed some of her
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