Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-12-16
SYNOPSIS.

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In the morning Brooke reads the pa
per to learn that n dead man supposed
to be himself has been picked up in the
calls at the hotel and interviews Brooke.
Brooke stores the million dollar suit
case. and falls in with a crook, one
obtained a big RAUL through robbery.
l., Having taken the name Of John Moore,
he receives a mysterious note from a
Woman named Lucille Mumford inviting
him to call.
CHAPTER IV-Continucd.'
It might be suspected that he had
thrown the custodian of the fortune
from the train in order. to get pos
session of his money. and then had
become frightened and so made this
tardy explanation. And as he real.
lied how discriminating the circum.
stances would appear, should he pur-
sue this course, he realized, too. how
even more discriminating they would
be should he keep Silent. and yet be
discovered. ~ A'!i "a t''' @l' .s@F
Until this moment he had not
thought, of that. The possession of
the money had for a time warped his
reasoning. 1t had come upon him SO
suddenly. and been followed by such
an amazing combination of circum.
stances-the finding Of his own bag
by the railroad porter, the conclusion
that he had been killed, the coming
Of his uncle to claim; the remains
that the practical common-scnse view
Of the possibilities arising from keep.
ing silent had escaped him altogether,
In his heart he had meant to he hon
est. He had never harbored an idea
OF spending a cent of that money.
His n and only impulse was to find
the real owner for ito find him, un-
aided, if possible, for very fear that
should be share his secret some of the
money might be diverted by less con-
scientious persons than himself into
channels in which it did not belong.
But now he saw his danger. Big and
dour n threatening it doomed be-
fore him. And as he thought it all
out. he became convinced that there
was but ono course to pursue-he
must tell the whole truth. He must
find his uncle and lay the facts before
linz His uncle would be able to ad-
wise him. Already too much time had
been lost. t.
He got to his feet, determined to
use all expedition now. And then he
! paused, asking himself whittier he
was going. The morgue was the most
likely place. But he had not the
slightest idea as to the morgue's To-
cation. In a cab, however, he seemed
to see the solution of his problem. AS
it came nearer he. raised his hand.
Hi there!" he shouted. and the
driver drew in to the path.
But just at hat moment a shrill
scream cut startlingly across the
peaceful quiet of the park. 1t was a
womah's cry of sudden stricken
panic-fright. and it came from the
masked bride path just back OF
where Brooke was standing.
Instantly he turned, and dartine
across the little open stretch OF
sward ducked in under the screening
line of shrubs and bushes and stood
on the soft earth Of the narrow trail,
! glancing in eager search from right to
left. &
For a moment all hat rewarded
him was a glimpse Of a horse just dis
appearing around curry in the path
in the direction of Fifty-ninth street.
But a second later. as he took two or
three involuntary steps in impulse OF
pursuit, he saw that which caused
him to pause abruptly.
At the side of the path, close I'M
der a white lilac bush in full bloom.
}laNa young woman her upturned
face as pale as the sprays of bloom
which dropped above her, her eyelids
closed, her form m%otionless. inert.