The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-12-02

What say your"
"Say" snorted Hugh. "Idiot boy I!
Does one speak on such occaslons?"
And 1t was so. -.
THREE.
whats troubling me-" remarked
Hugh later. ais what to do with Carl
and that sweet girl Irma."
The hour for the meeting was draw
ing near, and though no one had any
idea as to what sort of meeting II
was going to be, 1t was obvious that
Peterson would be one of the happy
throng.
~ should say the police might now
be allowed look in" murmured Oar
rell mildly. "You can't have the man
lying about the place after you're mar
ried."
II suppose not" answered Drum
mond, regretfully. "And yet it's n
dreadful thing to finish little show
like this with the police-if you'I for
give my saying so, Mr.. Green"
"Sure thing" drawled the American.
"But we have our uses, Captain, and
I'm inclined to agree with your friends
suggestion. Hand him over along with
his book, and they'll sweep up the
mess"
at would be an outrage to let the
scoundrel go" said the millionaire
fiercely. "The man darlington you say
Is dead; there's enough evidence to
hang this brute as well. What about
my secretary In Belfast7"
But Drummond shook his head.
81 have my doubts, Mr.. Potts, II
you'd be able to bring that home to
him. Still, can quite understand your
feeling ratified with the bird" He
rose and stretched himself; then he
glanced at his watch. Its time you
all retired, boys; the party ought to be
starting soon. Drift in again with the
lads, the instant. ring the bell"
Left alone Hugh made certain once
again that he knew the right combina-
ton Of studs on the wall to open the
big door which concealed the stolen
store of treasure-and other things as
we'll; then, lighting a cigarette. he sat
down and waited.
The end of the chase was In sight,
and he had determined It should be a
fitting end, worthy of the chase itself
theatrical, perhaps, but at the same
time Impressive. Something for the
Dltchlings of the party to ponder on in
the silent watches of the night. =.
Then the police-it would have to be
the police, he admitted sorrowfully-
and after that, Phyllis.
And he was just on the point of ring
Ing up HIS fiat to tell her that he loved
her, when the door opened and man
came In. Hugh recognized him at once
as Valance Nestor, an author of great
brilliance-in his own eyes-who had
lately devoted himself to the advance
ment of revolutionary labor.
"Good afternoon" murmured Drum
mond, affably. "Mr. Peterson will be a
little late. am his private secretary"
The other nodded and sat down Ian
guidly.
Vhut uiu yOy tiiuh VI my iuSt iittic
effort In the Midlands?" he asked,
drawing OF his gloves.
"Quite wonderful" said Hugh. "A
marvellous help to the great cause"
Valance Nestor yawned slightly and
closed his eyes, only to open them
again as Hugh .turned the pages of the
ledger on the table.
whats thatT' he demanded.
'aThis Is the book" replied Drum
mond carelessly. where Mr.. Peterson
records his opinions Of the immense
value Of all his fellow-workers. Most
interesting reading"
Fam in itY' Valance Nestor arose
with alacrity.
"why, Of course answered Drum
mond. "Are you not one of the lead
efsf Here you are" He pointed with
his finger. and then drew back in dis
may. Dear. deari There must be
some mistake &.
But Valance Nestor, with q frozen
and CLASSY eye. was staring fascinated
ct the following choice description Of
himself:
-Nestor, Valance. Author o-called.
Hot-air factory. but useful up to
point Inordinately conceited and q