The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1920-06-11

nun. Tome on, johnnie GOy. don't III
a fool. We are in this game aud mus
play 1t out. 1t has been safe enough
so far, and I know what I am dom:
now. You've got too much at stake Il
hagsle over few thousand. when tn,
money has come to you as easily a.
this has. Do get the money!"
i He must have acceded. for his voist
no longer rose to high pitch. Pres
entity, when the orchestra began play.
ing again, Miss Donovan and Will:
judged the pair were giving their atten-
ton TO the dinner. Finally. after ar
hour had passed. Cavendish emerged
from the booth. went TO the check.
room, and hurriedty left the cafe
Waiting only long enough to satisfy
herself that Cavendis.s was gone
Celeste La Rue herself emerged from
the booth and paused for moment
beside its bamboo curtains. Then
turning suddenly. she made her way,
not toward the exit of the cafe, but TO
another small booth near the. check
room, and into this she disappeared.
But before she had started this short
journey, yellow piece of paper. closely
folded. slipped from her belt where
il had been tucked
ITS the telegram, The one of
which they were speaking" Miss
Donovan's voice whispered drainati-
caliy as her eyes swept the tiny clue
within their ambit.
At her words Willis was out of the
booth. As Miss Donoyaa watched. she
saw him pass by the folded evidence.
What was wrong? But. no-suddenly
she saw his handkerchief drop. saw
him an instant later turn and pick II
up. and with it the telegram Dfsap-
pearing in the direction of the mems
room. he returned moment later.
paid the check. and with Miss Donovan
on his arm left the cafe.
Outside. and three blocks away from
Steinway's. they paused under an arc
light. and with shaking hands Willis
showed her the message. There, in The
hickering rays, the girl read its torn
and yet enlightening message:
dorado, May 10, 1915.
him safe. Report and collect.
come with roll Monday sure
We seen papers. Remember Haskell.
NED"
Its terribly cryptic. jerry" she said
to the other. but two things we know
from it."
zone is that La Rue's going TO blow
the burg some day-soon.'
THE other, that Ned is Ned Bea.
ton. the man mentioned back there in
Steinway's. Whatever his connection
is, we don't know. i think we had
better go to Farriss. don't you?
"A good hunch." Willis replied, tax.
ing her arm.
In their enthusiasm they upset the
custom of the office and broke into
Farriss' fullest hour. Into his impa-
tient ears they dinned the story OF
what they had just learned. ending up
by passing him the telegram.
For a mere instant he glanced at
them. then his lips began to move.
''Beaton - Ned = Ned Beaton = Ned
Beaton," he unused, and then sat bolt
upright in his chair, while he banged
the desk with a round. hard fist.
You've run across something. l know
that name. / know the man. Ned
Beaton is gun and he pulled his
first job when I was doing police in
Philadelphia for the Record. Well.
well, my children. this is splendid
And what next?"
But, Mr.. FarriSS. where is he?" pet
in Stella Donovan .'Where was the
message sent from? Colorado. yes.
but where in Colorado? That's the
thing to find OUT
Il thought II might be the last word
In the message-uaskell," ventured
Willis.
Farriss, Selling an atlas, thumbed II
until he found map of Colorado. To-
,ether the three pored over it.
There it is.' Stella Donovan cried
Down toward the bottom
looks like desert country.
Pretty dry place for Celeste"
aughed Willis. Il might call her up
md kid her about it if
Farriss looked at him souriy. "You
night get raise in salary" he
snapped sharply. IF you'd keep your
mind on the job What you can do is
all up. say you're the detective bu- /
eau. and ask carelessly about Beaton. I
rhat'll throw a scare into her. You've /
-ot her NUMBER"
Rivers tie 7693.'' Willis said in
'usinessIike voice.
He disappeared into the gathering
Deal room, to return a moment later
White OF face, bright of eye, and with
fps parted
Whats the dope?" Farriss shot at
i'm.
Nothing" cried the excited young
nan. Nothing except that fifteen
linutes ago Celeste La Rue kissed the
'eecher apartments good-by and. with
runk. puff and toothbrush, beat IT."
ITO Haskell added the city edi-
or, cor my hair is pink. And by
eaven. believe there's a story there.
WHAT'S more. / believe we can get il.
is blind chance. but well take it,
LET Mr.. Willis" began Miss Dono-
an.
Mind your own business, Stella"
commanded Farriss, '.and see that
our hats on straight. Because with
4 half an hour you're going to draw
n the night cashier for five hundred