Phoenix tribune., 1922-12-02

S0nable figure, other things that
would eat quickly into the estimate
placed upon the total. And with a
capital already dwindling, it meant
an expenditure which hurt, but which
was necessary. nevertheless.
Slow, putting and wheezing, the
train made its way along Clear Greek
canon, crawled across the newly built
trestle which had been erected to
take the place of that which had gone
out with the spring flood of the milky
creek. then tangled into Denver. Fair
child hurried uptown, found the old
building to which he had been direct
ed by the telegram, and made the up
ward trip in the ancient elevator, at
last to knock upon a door. half
whining voice answered him, and he
went within
A greasy man was there, greasy in
his fat, uninviting features, in his
seemingly well-oiled hands, as they
circled in constant kneading, in his
long, struggling, hair, in his old, spot
ted Prince Albert-and in his man.
ners.
mfr BarnhamT"
That's what I'm called" He
wheezed with the self-implied humor
of his remark and motioned toward a
chair. MAY I ask what you've come
to see me about?"
81 haven't the slightest idea. You
sent for me-" Fairchild produced the
telegram. and the greasy person who
had taken a position on the other side
of worn, walnut table became imme-
diately obsequious.
"Of courseI OF course! Mr. Fair
child Why didn't you say so when
you came in? OF course-Ive been
looking for you all day. May 1 offer
you a cigar?"
He dragged box of domestic per-
| fectos from a drawer of the table and
struck a match to light one for Fair
child. Then with bustling air of
urgent business he hurried to both
doors and locked them.
$50 that we may not be disturbed"
he confided in that high, whining
voice. 81 am hoping that this is very
important"
81 also" Fairchild puffed obviously
upon the more dubious cigar The
greasy individual returned to his ta-
BILE, dragged the chair nearer it, then,
seating himself, leaned toward Fair
child.
"If Pm not mistaken, you're the
owner of the Blue Poppy mine."
"rm supposed to be-"
"Of course-of course. Could you
possibly do me the favor of telling me
how you're getting along?"
Fairchild's eyes narrowed.
81 thought you had information
for mel"
very good" Mr.. Barnham raised a
fat hand and wheezed in an effort at
intense enjoyment of the reply. $50
/ have l merely asked that to be ask
ing. Now, to be serious, haven't you
some enemies, Mr. Fairchild"
"Have II"
81 was merely asking"
And l judged from your question
that you seemed to know"
$50 l do And one friend Barn
ham pursed his heavy lips and nodded
in an authoritative manner. zone
very, very good friend"
81 was hoping that had more than
that"
"Ah, perhaps So But l speak only
from what know. There is one per-
son who is very anxious about your
welfare"
"So?"
'Well, isn't there?"
Fairchild squared away from the ta-
BILE.
'Mr Barnham," came coldly; the in.
herent distrust for the greasy. unin-
viting individual having swerved to
the surface. "You wired me that you
had some very important news for me
Now that I'm here, your mission
seems to be wholly taken up in draw
ing from me any information that
happen to possess about myself Plain
ly and frankly, l don't like it. and ]
don't like you-and unless you can
produce great deal more than you