Evening star., 1921-10-18
FROM NOW ON
Continued from Yesterdays star.>
BY FRANK L. PACKARD.
Copyright, 1871, BY Public Ledger os.
Copyright, lS2I, BY Z. II. Davis oosJ.

CONTINUED from Yesterdays star.)
The chances were a thousand to one
that it was Millman who had iooteo
the pigeoncote; the chances were one
in a thousand that it could have been
any one else.
Yes" he said coolly. Mice rooms
you've got here. and bit OF change
'from-out westw He jerked his head
abruptly toward a door across the
room. IT notice you've got closed
door there. I hope I'm not buttlns
in, IL you're entertaining friends, or
anything like that" He laughet again
i--raucously now. His nerves seemed
suddenly to be raw and on edge. MILL
man was favoring him with what.
whether it was genuine or not, was
meant for q blank stare.
"Friends2". said Millman question
ingly. And then his gray ayes .att. e1t!s
hard to get over the habit. isn't It?
No; there's no one there. But perhaps
you'd feel better satisfied to look LOT
T would" said Dave Henderson
eco ahead, then" invited Millman
readily, and waved his hand toward
the door
"T1l follow you,' said Dave Hen
derson curtly.
Millman turned toward the oooF'
hesitated and stopped. A.,
Dave what's the matter with you!
he demanded for the second time.
Nothing much" replied Dave Hen
derson. But we'll get this over nrst.
eh? Go on, let's see the rest OF TINS
suite of yours. Its good to know that
an old pal is enjoying such pleasant
surroundings.
Without word. Millman stepped
across the room and opened the door
Ia@ N q hanrnOHl
and from there to a bathroom: there
was nothing else. Dave Henderson
inspected these in silence. he eyeo
AIillman, frowning in renewed per
plexity, as they returned to the outer
All right" he said gruffIy. You
win the first trick. But how ABOUT
certain little package now! ,.nn, II
trouble you to hand that over MILL
man -,
tolerant expostulation. -,
LAS we used to say out there.
don't get YOU, Dave he said Slowly.
..You are acting very strangely. I've
been looking forward to this meetiIs
and you haven't even handshahse, 8,
for an old friend. don't understand"
usnderson evenly. There's whole
lot of things that don't fit But It's
five years since I've seen tnaI paon
age ana mayDe Il. ,o, come
ious about It,. suppose Sou
across with IT.! .,,ao. q
Miliman shrugged his shoulders
little helplessly. 1.hs
you're a queer ca, enrd: Lave scross
Mi.h Said IT. of wsss fH1ts else in tSs world are
we here for tonight?" He stepped to
the table. pulled a drawer open and
produced neatly tied parcel, WI. W.icH ~
he laid on the table: Il TOOK look !; :, ous readV "
the vault today. 80 as 10 nave IL
for you tonight. ,,o,a.r
From the package. Dave Henoer-
sons eyes lifted and held Miilmans
in a long stare. II was as tnousn.;
somehow. the ground had s oeen nactaS S~S
ANYTHING but the package LogiealiS'
rom every conclusion based on logic.
MilIman should not be handing Over
that package now. And this act nov
was so Illogical that ne re- e1q,u ,hsn ao one of
trickery of some sort. He tried 20
read the riddle in the others eyes. ne
read only a col. imperturaofe corn. n
posure. His hand still toyed Win the
revolver in his pocket. t.
"There's an outside wrapper on IL,
7 see" he said. in low voice. rake
1t Mi1iIman.s GfrI mii"t%; brows knitted IN & sort
of amused perplexity. ,~
he said. as he stripped OF the outer
covering. utterly beyond me- WE'LL
The package lay there now on the
table, intact, as 1t had been on ene
night II had found hiding place IN
the old pigeon cote. The orisinai
brown paper wrapper was stiil tleu
and sealed with its several bank seais
in red wax; the corner. torn open ~
tbat ouick, hasty examination IN
Martin X. Tydeman's library, stu
.rancd apart, disclosing the euges
IF the bank notes within. 1t was
the package containing one. nun
drsd thousand dollars, intact un-
touched, undisturbed.
Dave Henderson sat down me
chanically in the chair behind MIN
that was drawn up close to the table.
His hand came from his pocket ana
joined by the other. cupped MS cnin.
his elbows resting on the taoies
edge. as he stared at the package.
I'm damned" said Dave Hender-
son heavily.
II left him hung up in midair! 1t
still persisted in picturfng the ven
geance he had sworn against this man
here, In picturing every stake ne
owned flung into the ring to square
accounts with this man here-and
the picture took on the guise now OF
grotesque and gigantic irony. But
still he did not understand. That
picture had had its inception in
logical, incontrovertib1e and true per
spective 1t was strange! He looked
Up now from the package to Millman.
s,s he felt Miilman's hand fall and
press gently upon his shoulder. Mill