San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-08-28
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Mark Brendon, criminal investiga
tor, is engaged by Jenny Pendear
to solve the murder of her husband
Michael. Jenny's uncle, Robert Red
mayne. disappears and is suspected
of killing Michael.
Jenny goes to live with her uncle
Bendigo Redmayne. Robert np.
pears in the neighborhood and sends
word to Bendigo to come to his hid
ing place. Giuseppe Doria. who
works for Bendigo. takes his mas
ter to Robert and leaves the brothers
| toge err. When Doria calls TO
bring Bendigo home he finds an
empty cave in which is evidence of
terrible struggle.
Jenny marries Doria and they go
to live in Italy, where Jenny's uncle,
Albert Redmayne. lives. When
Robert is seen in Italy, Brendon and
the famous American detective,
Peter Cams. renew Investigations
Now go on with the story.
They had reached the shrine-a
ol'ONC III ipttihS Va
brick and plaster. Beneath it ex-
wayfarer might kneel or sit.
They sat down and Doria began to
smoke his usual Tuscan cigar. His
depression increased and with it
Brendons establishment. The man
appeared to be taking exactly that
attitude TO his wife she had. already
suggested toward him.
al volto sciolto ed pensieri
stretti,' declared Giuseppe with
gloom. "That is to say her coun-
tenance may be clear, but her
thoughts are dark'-too dark to tell
me-her husband"
perhaps she fears you little. a
woman is always helpless before a
man who keeps his own secrets hid.
dem"
"Helpless? Far from it. She is
self-controlled. efficient, hard-headed
woman. Her loneliness is a curtain.
You have not yet got behind that.
You lover her, but she did not love
you. She loved me and married me.
not you. She is very clever and pre-
tends great deal more than she
feels. If she makes you think she is
unhappy and helpless, she. does it
on purpose. She may be unhappy,
because to keep secrets is often to
court unhappiness but she is not
helpless at all. Her eyes look help
less; her mouth never. There is
power and will between her teeth"
why do you speak of secrets?"
Because you did. l have no
secrets. 1T is Jenny. my wife, who
has secrets. I tell you this. She
knows all about the red man! She is
as deep as hell"
Brendon could hardly believe his
ears. hut the italian appeared very
much in earnest. lie chartered on
for some time. Then he looked al
his watch and declared sthat he must
descend. sa ~. e-.f.
"The steamer is coming soon." he
said. "Now I leave you and I hope
that I have done good. Think how
to help ne and yourself. What she
turn may come. I trust SO. 1 am not
at all jealous. But be warned. This
red mamie is no friend to you or
hc' lou seek nun again tOudH. 30
me it. And if you find him. be care
full of your skin. Not that man
can protect his skin against fate.
We meet at supper"
He swung away, singing a cam
zonet. and quickly vanished. while
Brendon. overwhelmed by this ex-
traordinary conversation. sat for an
hour motiOnless and deep in thought.
He considered now his own course
of action and presently proceeded to
the region in which Robert Red
mayne had been most frequently re-
ported.
Brendon climbed steadily upward
and presently sat down to rest upon
n little. lofty plateau where. in the
mountain scrub. grew lilies of the
valley and white sun-rosc.
Suddenly Mark became aware that
he was watched and found himself
face TO face with the object of his
search. Robert Rcdmayne stood
separated from him by a distance of