The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1922-09-22

dence. 1--WE been drug into this an
Wen sure hop to It."
when did you see Clay last2 How
did he come to be in that gambling
house3 Did he say anything to you
about going there?" The girls ques-
lions tumbled over each other In her
hurry.
swell, ma'am, 1t must "a been about
nine o'clock that Clay left last night.
/ recollect because"
''It doesn't matter why. Where was
he going?"
"To meet Mr.. Bromfield at his club"
said Kitty.
'Mr. Bromfleld ~ cried Beatrice, sur
prised. "Are you sure?"
That's what Clay said," corroborated
the husband. "Mr. Bromfleld invited
him. We both noticed 1t because 1t
seemed kinda funny, him and Clay not
bein'-"
Johnnie" his wife reproved, mind
full of the relationship between this
young woman and the clubman.
did he say which club?"
/
member. How about that, KittyT
"No, Tn sure he didn't. He said he
wouldn't be back early. So he went
TO bed. We s'posed after we got up
| this mo'nin' he was sleepin' in his
room, till the paper come and looked
at it." Johnnie gave way to lament.
81 told him awhile ago he had orto go
| back to Arizona or they'd git him.
And now they've gone and done it sure
enough"
Keen as a hawk on the hunt. Bea-
| trice turned to her father quickly.
I'm going to get Clarendon ON the
phone. He'll know all about It."
"Why will he know all about it?"
Because he was with Clay. He's
the man the paper says the police are
| looking fOr-the man with Clay when
1t Happened"
Her fathers eyes lit. THAT'S good
guessing, Bee"
It was her fiance's man who an
swered the girls call. She learned
that Clarendon was still In his room.
Hes quite sick this morning,
miss" the valet added.
"Tell him / want to talk with him.
It's important"
81 don't think, miss, that he's
able"
"Will you please tell him what I
say?'
Presently the voice of Bromfield,
thin and worried, came to her over
the wire. "I'm i'll, Bee. Absolutely
done up. IL can't talk"
"Tell me about Clay Lindsay.
Were you with him w1en-when it
happenedw
There was perceptible pause be-
fore the answer came.
with him?" She could feel his ter
ror throbbing over the wire. Though
she could not see him, she knew her
question had stricken him white.
"With him where?"
AT this gambling-house- Mad
dock's?"
mo, I-I-Bee, tell you I'm ILL.,"
HE went out last night to join you
at your club. / know that. When did
you see him last?"
give didn't-he didn't come"
"Then you didn't see him at all?"
There was another pause, significant
and telling, followed by Quavering
"No-o"
"Clary, 1 want to see you-righr
away"
"I'm i'll, / tell you-can't leave my
bed" He gave groan too genuine
to doubt.
Beatrice hung up the receiver. Her
eyes sparkled. For all her slimness,
she looked both competent and dan
gerous.
"What does he say?" her father
asked.
"Says he didn't meet Clay at all
that he didn't show up. Dad, there's
something wrong about 1T. Clary's In
panic about something. I'm going
TO see him, no matter whether he can
leave his room or not"
Whitford looked dubious. II don't
Sse-"
"Well, / do" his daughter cut him
off decisively. Were going TO his
rooms-now. Why not? He says he's
ill. All right. I'm engaged to be
married to him and I've right to see
how iii he is"
"What's In your noodle, honeyf
You've got some kind of a suspicion.
What is it?'
81 think Clary knows something.
Ny notion is that he was at Mad
docks and that he's in blue funk for
fear he'll be found and named as an
accessory. I'm going to find out all he
can tell me-"
But"
She looked at her father directly,
deep meaning in the lovely eyes. A
little tremor ran through her body.
dad, I'm going to save Clay. That's
the only thing that counts"
Her words were an appeal, chal-
lenge They told him that her heart
belonged to the friend in prison, arb
they carried him back somehow to the
hour when the nurse first laid her,
tiny baby, in his arms.
His heart was very tender to her.
"Whatever you say, sweetheart"
Their chauffeur broke the speed
laws getting them to the apartment
house for bachelors where Bron.field
| lived.
His valet for once was caught off
guard when he opened the door TO
them Beatrice was inside before lie
cou.e quite make up his mind how
best to meet this frontal attack.
"We came to see Mr.. Bromfield,"
| she said.