Williams news., 1922-07-28

I lief. Sherrill further had said thai
 Benjamin Corvet, if he had wished | Sherrill to know those circumstances
 would have told them to him but Cor
 vet had not done that; instead, he had
 sent for Alan, his son. He had given his son his confidence.
 Sherrfll had admitted that he was withholding from Alan, for the time | being, something that he knew about Benjamin Corvet; it was nothing, he | had said, which would help Alan to | learn about his father, or what had become of him but perhaps Sherril1,
 not knowing these other things, could
 not speak accurately as to that Alan determined to ask SherriQ what he had been withholding, before he told him all of what had happened in Cor vets house.. There was one other cir cumstance which Sherrill had men toned but not explained; 1t occurred
 Miss Sherrfl1-". he checked him
 "What is itT'
 "This afternoon your father said that you believed that MT. Corvet's disappearance was in some way con- nected; with you; he said that he did hot think that was so; but, do you want to tell me why you thought 1t ?"
 "Yes; I will tell you.'' She colored quickly. "One of the last things MT. Corvet dfd-in fact, the last thing we know of his doing before he sent for you-was to come to me and warn me against one of my friends"
 "Warn you, Miss SherrilE? How7 I mean, warn you against. what P
 Against thinking too much of him." She turned away.
 'I think I'll come to 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 Simons and re-entered 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 guest chamber; Alan carried his suitcase there and made ready for bed.
 The sight of Constance Sherrfll 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
  Who was he? It had been impossible | more; besides, if he had asked and she | had told him, he would have learned | only a name which he could not place | yet in any connection with her or with | Benjamin Corvet. Whoever he was, 1t was plain that Constance Sherrill | 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 a tremendous day. Bare y twelve hours before he had come to hat house, Alan Conrad from Blue Rapids, Kan, now phrases rom what Lawrence Sherrill had told Jim of his father were running through his mind as he opened the loor' of the room to be able to hear my noise in Benjamin Corvet's house, ,f which he was sole protector. The emotion reused by his first sight of the ake went through him again as he opened the window to the east.
 Now-he was in bed-he seemed to ,e standing, a specter before a man ,laspheming Benjamin Corvet and the ouls of men dead. And the hole Lbove the eyel The bullet got -ou! =. So it's you that got Ben!
 I'll get youl You can't ave the. .Miwakai !"
 The Miwakai The stir of that name vas stronger now even than before; 1t lad been running through his con- ciousness almost constantly since he lad heard 1t. He jumped up and urned on the light and found pencil Ie did not know how to spell the lame and 1t was not necessary to vrite it down; the name had taken on hat definiteness and ineffaceableness if a thing which, once heard, can ever again be forgotten. But, in anic that he might forget, he wrote |, guessing at the spelling-"Mfwaka."
 It was a name. of course; but the anne of what? It repeated and re- eated itself to him. after he got back nto bed, until its very iteration made i'm drowsy. Outside, the gale whistled and hrieked. The wind, passing its last assistance after its sweep across the rairies before it leaped upon the lake, attered and clamored in its assault | bout the house. But as Alan became