The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-06-22
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| iHNtsliSdtoI, 10 AdhlIlS IOlIuuy VII
Dartmoor. While on his way to
! Foggintor Quarry, to visit trout
stream, his path is crossed by girl
so beautiful that she holds his at
tention until she passes out of his
sight. Mark continues on his way
and sets about his sport.
A big man clad in Norfolk jacket,
knickerbockers and n red waistcoat
with brass buttons comes into the
quarry and stops to chat with Mark.
The strangers hair and his large
pair of mustaches show fiery red in
color.
Upon returning home Mark hears
the news of murder and receives
a letter from Jenny Pendean asking
him to investigate the mystery of
her missing husband.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Brendon read the letter again,
studied its neat caligraphy, and OBJ
served that a tear had blotted the
middle of the sheet. Once more he
said damn" to himself, dropped his
fishing basket and rod. turned up
the collar of his macintosh, and
walked TO tho poles station, where
he heard little of the matter in
hand from a constable and then ask
ed for permission to use the tele-
phone. In five minutes he was
speaking to his own chief at Scot
land Yard, and the familiar cockney
voice of Inspector Harrison came
over the two hundred odd miles that
separated the metropolis of convicts
from the metropolis of the world.
"Man apparently murdered here
inspector. Chap who is thought to
have done it disappeared Widow
wants me to take up case. I'm I'M
willing to do so; but it looks like
duty" So spoke Brendon.
Fright. If it looks like duty, dc
it. Let me hear again tonight. Half
yard, chief at Princetown, is an old
friend of mine. Very good, man
Goodby."
Mark then learned that Inspector
Halfyard was already at Foggintor
'I'm on this" said Mark to the
constable. 'I'll come in again. Tell
the inspector to expect me at noon
for all details. Pm going to see
Mrs. Pendcan now" -
The policeman salutcd. He knew
Brendon very we'll by sight.
Tn" detective nodded Then he
sought No. 3, Station Cottages.
The little row of attached houses
ran off at right angles to the high
street of Princetown.
BLerdon knocked at No. and was
admitted by thin gray-haired wo
man who had evidently been shed
ding tears. H. found himself in /;
r little hall decorated with man.
| trophies of fox hunting.
"Do / speak to Mrs. Pendean? 2
asked Bredon; but the old woma,
2 shook her head.
"No sir. I'm Mrs. Edward Gerry
widow of the famous Ned Gerry, TO
twenty years Huntsman Of the Dart
a moor Foxhounds. Mr.. and Mrs
Pendean .were-are-I mean she i
my lodger."
n 81; she ready to see me?"
"She's cruel hard hit, poor lady
What name, sir?"
q "Mr. Mark Brendon."
g Mrs. Gerry opened door upon tn
right hand of the entrance.
"The great Mr.. Brendon be her.
r Mrs. Pendean," she said; then Bren
j don walked in and the widow shu
the door behind him.
Jenny Pendean rose from he
e chair by the table where she wa
writing letters and Brendon sa,
the auburn girl of the sunset.
g CHAPTER II
dI The Problem Stated.
As Mark entered the girl rose an
saw in his face an astonishmer
% which seemed not much to surpris
her, for she was used to admiratio
and knew that her beauty startle
II men.
n. Brendon, though he felt his hea,
beat quicklier at his discovery, 500
had himself in hand. He spoke wit
ct tact and sympathy, feeling himse
already committed to serve her wit
all his wits and strength.
h "Mrs. Pendean," he said. II a
,e very glad that you learned / was
Princetown and it will be a privilel
to serve you if l can"
"a perhaps it was selfish to as
St you in your holidays" she sal
"But, somehow, / felt"
"Think nothing whatever of tina
Nv l hope that what lies before us m;
it not take very long. You will {
we'll to let me know everythir
bearing upon it that went befo
r. this sad affair.""
So 81 can throw no light at ALL" 81
said. 1T has come like a thunde
bolt and l still find my mind refu
i'll ing to accept the story that thu
10 have brought to me-"
"Sit down and give me some a
count of yourself and Mr.. Pendea
" You cannot have been married We
ng long"
"Four years"
He showed establishment.
90 81 am twenty-five" she explaine
H. Though I'm told l do not look
much as that"
\ Indeed not: should ha
nA guessed eighteen. Collect 20
no thoughts now and just give me VIII
of your history and your HUSBAND
you think most likely to be of use
al "Ill begin at the beginning" s.
ar answered.
\ "The story of my family is thi
John Redmayne lived his life
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