The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1920-03-04

her hope. "He Is almost sure the man
was your father"
A spark of steel came into her dark
eyes. "Who is the mani"
His name Is Fendrick."
"Cass Fendrick7" She whipped the
word at him. leaning forward In her
chair rigidly with her hands clenched
ON the arms Of 1t. One could have |
guessed that the sound of the name |
had unleashed dormant ferocity In
her.
"Yes. I know he and your father |
aren't friends. They have had some
trouble. For that reason he was very
reluctant to give your fathers name."
The girl famed. Reluctant! Don't
you believe 1t! He hates father like
poison" A flash Of inspiration came
to her. "Cass Fendrick Is the man you
want, and he Is the man l want. He
robbed the express company. and he
has killed my father or abducted him.
know now. Arrest him tonight"
81 have to have evidence" Bolt said
quietly.
"I can give you a motive. Listen.
Father expected to prove up yesterday
on his Del ORC claim. If he had done
so CaSs Fendrck's sheep would have
been cut off from the water. Father
| had to he got out of the way not later
than Wednesday, or that man would
have been put out of business. He was
very bitter about it. He had made
threats"
at would take more than threats
| to get rid of the best fighting man in
| Arizona. right in the middle of the
day. in the heart Of the town. without
| a soul knowing it,"
| Gle was trapped somehow. OF
course" Curly cut In. For he was
sure that in no other way could Luck
| CulliSOn have been overcome.
"If you'll only tell me how. Flap-
drau," Bolt returned.
81 don't know how. but we'll fpd
out"
"I hope So"
Kate Fit his doubt, and It was like
spark to powder.
"YOu ought to know fnthet couldn't
az character. Luck Culllson simply
.ouldn't be thief"
MackenZie's faith had been strength
ened by the insistent loyalty of the
girl. That's right, Nick. Let me tell
you something else. Fendrick knew
Luck was going to prove up Thursday.
He heard him tell us at the Round
Up club Tuesday morning"
The sheriff summed up. you've
proved Cass had interests that would
be helped If Mr.. Cullison were re-
moved. But you haven't shaken the
evidence against Luck"
"Weve proved Cass Fendrick had
to get father out of the way on the
very day he disappeared. One day
later would have been too late. We've
shown his enmity. Any evidence that
rests on his word Is no good. The
truth isn't in the man."
"Maybe not. but he didn't make this
evidence"
Kate had another inspirational fash.
"He did-some of It. Somehow he
got hold Of fathers hat. and he manu-
factured q story about shooting It from
the robbers head. But to make his
story stick be must admit he was on
the ground at the time Of the hold
HP. So he mnst have known the rob.
: berry was going to take place"
Bolts shrewd eyes larFawed TO 2
smile. "YOu prove to me that Cass
had your fathers hat before the hold
up. and I'll take some stock In the
story"
"And In the meantime" suggested
Curly.
"I'll keep right on looking for Luck
Cullison, but I'll keep an eye on Cass
Fendrick, too"
Kate took up the challenge conf
IDENTIFY. "Tll prove he had the hat
at least I'll try to pretty hard. It's
the truth, and it must come out some
how"
After he had left her at the hotel.
Curly walked the streets with sharp
excitement tingling his blood. He had
lived his life among men. and he
ways But his Imagination seized
wildly upon This slim. dark girl with
the fine eyes that could he both ten
der and fcrocious. with the look of
combined dclicacy and strength in
every line of hcC
"Ain't she the gameSt little thor
J Oughbrcd Cvcr!' he chucklcd to him
. self. "Stands the acid every crack.
Think of her standing pat so game
just like she did for me that night
out at the ranch. She's the best srgu-
ment Luck has got"
(To be continued)