Evening journal., 1922-11-10
(Continued From Our Last Issue)
Episode Twelve
Her Highncss Intervcnes

snow.
Eve, exhausted. lay on the sofa II
her bedroom. Her step-father la,
on a table in the dance hall below
covered by a sheet from his owl
bed. And beside him sat Trooper
Stormont. waiting.
II was showing heavily when Mr.
Lyken, the little undertaken from
Ghost Lake, arrived with several as
slstants. a casket. and what ne call
ed swell trimmings"
Long ago Mike Clinch had selected
his own mortuary site and hac
driven a section of iron pipe into the
ground on ferny knoll overlooking
star Pond. In explanation he grim
IN remarked to Eve that after death
he preferred to be planted where he
could see that old Harrod's ghost
didn't trespass.
Here two OF Mr.. Lyken's able as
sistants dug a grave while the dig
ging was still good; for II Mike
Clinch was 70 lie underground that
season there might be need Of haste
no weather prophet ever having
successfully forecast Adirondack
weather
Eve. exhausted hy shock and a
sleepless night. was spared the more
narrowing details OF the coroner's
visit and the subsequent jaunty sc-
Invites Of Mr.. Lyken and his efiicient
assistants.
She had managed TO dress herself
In a black wool gown, intending to
watch by Nike but Stormont's blunt
authority prevailed and she lay
for an hours rest
The hour heightened into many
hours; the girl slept heavily on her
sofa under blankets laid over her
by sformont
All that dark, snowy day she slept,
mercifuiIy unconscious Of the pro-
ceedIngs below.
In its own mysterious way the
news penetrated the wilderness; and
out of the desolation OF forest ano
swamp and mountain drifted the
people who somehow existed there
few shy. half wild young girls. a
dozen silent. lank men, two or three
OF Ciinch's own people, who stood
silently about IN the falling snow
and lent a hand whenever requested.
one Iong-shanked youth cut hem
lock to line the grave; others erect
ed a little fence OF silver birch
around It, making OF the enclosure
plot"
A eaunt old woman from God
Knows where aided Mr.. Lyken at In
tervals. a pretty, sulky-eyed girl
with her sloveniy, red-headed sister
cooked for anybody who desired
nourishment.
When Mike was ready to hold the
Inevitable reception everybody fled
into the dance hail. Mr.. Lyken was
master OF ceremonies, Trooper Stor-
mont stood very tail and straight by
the head OF the casket.
clinch wore a vague, indennable
smile and his best clothes---that
same smile which had SO troubled
jose Quintsna.
Light was fading fast in the room
when the last visitor took silent
leave OF Clinch and rejoined the
rroups IN the kitchen. where were
the funeral baked meats.
Eve still slept. Descending again
from his reconnaissance. Trooper
stormont encountered Trooper Lam
mis- below.
Has anybody picked Up Quin-
tana's tracks7" inquired the former.
''Not so far. An Inspector and
Two State Game Protectors are out
beyond Owl Marsh. The Troopers
from Five Lakes are on the Job. and
we have enforcement men along
Drowned Valley from Tho scaur to
Harrod Place"
Does Darnagh know"
Yes. He's in there with Mike.
He brought lot OF flowers from
Harrod Place.
The two Troopers went into the
dance hall where Darragh was ar
ranging the flowers from his green
houses
stormont said quietly; ''All right.
Jim. but Eve must not know that
they came from Herrod's."
Darragh nodded: How Is she.
Jack7"
"All in"
do you. know the story9"
YES. Mike went into Drowned |
Valley early last evening after
Quintana. He didn't come back,
Before dawn this morning Eve To-
Gated Quintana, set q bear-trap for !
him. and caught HIM with the
goods"
What goodsY" demanded Oar
ragh sharply.
well. she got his pack and
found Mikes watch and jewelry in |
it."
What jewelry7"
The jewels Quintana was after.
But that was after she'd arrived at
thu Dump. here. leaving Quintana
That's how I met her-half
crazed. going 10 find ouintana
again. We'd found Mike IN Drowned
Valley and were bringing him out
when I ran into Eve. -. i
brought her back here and called
Ghost Lake. 80. They haven't
picked up Quintana's tracks so far"
After a silence: TOO bad this
snow came so late" remarked
Trooper Lannis But we ought to-
get Quintana anyway"
Darragh went over and looked
silently at Mike Clinch.
Il Hike you" he said under his
breath. TT wasn't your fault. And
II wasn't mine. Mike. 49,. IN Try
to square things. Don't worry"
He came back slowly 70 where
etornont WAS standing near the
door:
Jack" he said, you can't marry