The daily Alaskan., 1922-06-15

Hllu dli OI Wlldl lldu Iupptueu III SOA- vets house. There was one other cir constance which Sherrlll had men, tioned but not explained; 1t occurred to Alan now.
 Miss Sherrill-" he checked him. self.
 What Is itT
 This afternoon your father said that you believed that NIT. COryet's disappearance was in some way con- nected with you; he said that he did not think that was so; but do you want to tell me why you thought itf"
 Yes; will tell you.' She cOlored quickly. "One of the last things Mir. COrvet did-in fact. the last thing we know of his doing before lie sent for you-was to come to me and warn me against one of my friends"
 Warn you. Miss Sherrill? Howl l mean, warn you against whatT
 Against thinking too much of him" She turned away.
 'I think I'll come 10 see your father in the morning." Alan said, when Con- stance looked back to him.
 But you'll come over here for breakfast in the morning?"
 You want mel"
 Certainly"
 "I'd like to come very much"
 "Then I'll expect you" She followed him to the door when he had put on his things. and he made no objection when she asked that the man be al- lowed to carry his bag around to the other house.
 When he had dismissed Slmons and re-pntcred the house on Astor street, he found no evidences of any disturb ance while he had been gone. On the second floor. to the east of the room which had been his fathers, was a bedroom which evidently had been kept as a guest chamber; Alan carried his suitcase there and made ready for bed
 The sight of Constance Sherrlll standing and watching after him In concern as he started back to this house, came to him again and again and. also. her flush when she had spoken of the friend against whom Benjamin Corvet had warned her, Who was he? It had been impossible at that moment for Alan to ask her more: besides, If he had asked and she had told him, he would have learned only a name which he could not place vet In any connection with her or with Reniamin COrvet. Whoever he was, Ii was plain that Constance Sherrill thought of him." lucky man, Alan said to himself. Yet Corvet had warned her not to think of him. |.
 Alan turned back his bed. It had been for him tremendous day. Bare ly twelve hours before he had come to that house, Alan Conrad from Blue Rapids, Kan, now phrases from what Lawrence Sherrill had told him of his father were running through his mind as he opened the door of the room to be able to hear any noise in Benjamin COrvet's house, of which he was sole protector. The emotion reused by his first sight of the lake went through him again as he opened the window to the easr.
 Now-he was in bed-he seemed to be standing, specter before a man blaspheming Benjamin Corvet and the souls of men dead And the hole above the eye! The bullet got youl So it's you that got Ben ! I'll get you You can't save the Miwaka !"
 The Miwaka! The stir of that name was stronger now even than beforei It had been running through his con- sciousness almost constantly since he had heard 1t. He jumped up and turned on the light and found a pencil, He did not know how to spell the name and 1t was not necessary to write 1t down: the name had taken on that definlteneSs and lneffaceableness of a thing which, once heard, can never again be forgotten. But In panic that he might forget, he wrote 1t. guessing at the spelling-"Miwaka." |"
 (Continued on Saturday.
 Steel makers all over the world are waiting for developments from plant being built by NJ. Basset at Domlcile, France. Basset says he has process uf making high-grade steel direct from iron ore, without the intermediate stage of turning 1t Into pig Iron. A discovery like that, If the cost were tow. would be more valuable to civili- zatiOn than the lifetime work of sev- eral million plOdders. Shortcut pro- ductiOn is the future key to wealth.
 Phones-Ofice, 10; Res, 80