The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1922-08-10

'It needn't begin here at all, need
it," said Bill. walking around with
bent head, and tapping the other
walls. He was just too tall to stand
Upright in the shed.
There's only one reason why It
should, and that Is that it would
save us the trouble OF looking any.
where else for it."
Antony began to feel in his pockets
for his pipe and tobacco, and then
suddenly stopped and stin'ened to at
tention For a moment he stood
listening, with his head on ore side,
holding up a finger to bid Bill listen.
too.
What is it?" whispered BILL
Antony waved him to silence. and
remained listening, Very quietly he
went down on his knees, and listened
again. Then he put his ear to the
floor. He got up and busted himself
quickly, walked across to Bill and
whispered in his ear:
Footsteps. Somebody coming.
When begin to talk. back me up"
Bill nodded. Antony gave him an
encouraging pat on the back, and
stepped firmly across to the box Of
bowls, whistling loudly to himself.
He took the bowls out, dropped one
with a loud bang on the floor, said,
ooh, Lord and went on.
Il say, Bill, I don't think I want
to play bowls, after all"
"Well, why did you say you did?"
grumbled Bill.
Antony flashed a smile Of apprecia-
ton at him.
well. 1 wanted to when said
did. and now 1 don't want to-"
Then what do you want to DOR
There's a seat on the lawn. Let's
go over there and bring these things
along in case we want to play"
AS they went across the lawn, An
tony dropped the bowls and took out
his pipe.
Got a match7'' he said loudly.
AS he bent his head over the match,
he whispered, "Therell be somebody
listening to us. You take the Cayley
view" They walked over to the seat
and sat down.
what q heavenly nightT' said An
tony.
Ripping"
Il wonder where that poor devil
Mark is now"
It's q rum business"
You agree with Cayley--that it
was an acoidentT'
Yes. You see, know Mark"
HIN" Antony produced a pencil
and a piece of paper and began to
write on his knee, but while he wrote,
he talked He said that he thought
Mark had shot his brother in a fit OF
anger, and that Cayley knew. or any.
/ how guessed. this. and had tried to
( give his cousin chance Of getting
away.
Mind you, think he's right I
think IT'S what any Of us would do.
shan't give It away OF course, but
somehow there are one or two little
things which make me think that
Mark really did shoot his brother-I
mean other than accidentally"
Murdered him?"
| well. smanslaughtered him. any
way. may be wrong. Anyway, it's
not my business"
But why do you think so7 Be
! cause OF the keys?"
| oh, the keys are a wash-out- Still,
II was a brilliant idea OF mine. WASH {
III"
He had finished his writing and
now passed the paper over to Bill
| In the clear moonlight the carefully
| printed letters could easily he read:
Go on talking as Il were here.
After a minute or two turn around as
If I were sitting on tho grass behind
you, but go on talking"
u know you don't agree with me, -
Antony went on, as Bill read. but
you'll see that I'm right"
Bill looked up and nodded eagerly.
He had forgotten golf and Betty and
all the other things which had made
UP his world lately. This was the real
thing. This was life,
We'll" he began deliberately. 'the
wholea point is that I know Mark.