The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-08-23
NEA Service. Inc. 1929
BEGIN HERE. TODAY

DHu1lN AODHA
Enid Bromley, daughter of Chard
Bromley, is visiting at the home OF
Captain John Hewitt, Commissioner
of Police at Jesselton, British North
| Borneo. Bromley is new manager
| Of the Baniak- Baniak rubber estate
He issues invitations to a house
warming when he OPENS his new
quarters. Peter Pennington, in love
with Hewitt's sister, Monica Whey
is detailed by the government to ap
prehend Chat Hung, Chinese bandit
Jocelyn Gwynne tells Pennington
that Bromley has no daughter.
NOW GO WITH THE STORY
Chard Bromley was in his element
His tall figure moved everywhere
He was undeniably handsome ane
the dark hair going gray at the side:
lent an air of distinction. His ordi'
narily pale cheeks were slightly
| flushed and, as the meal wore on. hi.
flood of conversation increased If
volume until every eye of the room
was fixed upon him. 1t seemed L
Monica, who lost nothing, that he
had caught something of the sparkle
| of the vintage he had unearthed; but
his glass renamed as she had frs,
seen it-and when he Joined in :
toast his lips touched the surface o.
the fluid and that was all.
1t is possible that Mrs. Whey wa:
prejudiced. She had started with >
i! vaguely conceived dislike for Enic
and it was not altogether unnatural
for her to extend this animosity to-
ward her father. But, quite apart
from this, there was something
about Chard Bromley that repealed
her He seemed to be acting part
| to be Assuming cultured accen
rather than talking naturally, and
cycling him furtively-she notice.
that he glanced at frequent intervals
| at his watch.
Enid-pale, glittering and amaz
| ingly turned out, greeted Hewitt
with affected warmth.
The meal was finished. Durin,
the simultaneous pushing back o
chairs Monica found Dawson at he
side. y
cts wrong, Mrs. Whey" h
was saying. "He can't possibly ex
pect us to dance after this. Two
thirds of the men are bottled already
or we'll on the way toward it. Thu
rest of 'em have laid such sole
foundation that they won't car
about indulging in serious exercise
Hullo! Here's young Gwynne! Wha
an unholy hour to roll up!"
"He's brought friend, too," addet
Monica, turning slightly to scrutiniz'
q. dapper man in immaculate whites
who had not troubled to remove hi
topee.
Suddenly woman screamed. l
that Gwynne sheld Chard Bromle.
covered with businesslike lookin,
automatic.
"Don't move, Mr.. Soames!" he sal'
coldly. captain Hewitt. do 70,
mind seeing that Miss Mayne doesn'
clear?" Fr,2 -,.s- ae-t
The Commissioner, started to hi
feet, his forehead wrinkled.
! 81 mean the woman who calls her
self Enid Bromley. Soames, no,
| we're all here, perhaps you'll be goo
enough to tell us why Chat Hun
paid your passage to Borneo!-wh
you kidnapped the real Chard Brom
ley and dumped him in a cellar il
the Chinese quarter at Singapore!-
and what you and your confederat
hope to gain by all this!" He con
cluded with an eloquent sweep of hi
free hand.
Women looked from one to tn
other with startled eyes, men spran
from their seats and CROPPED for thei
hip-pockets.
"What's all this mean, Gwynne
demanded Hewitt.
The younger man beckoned to hi
companion.
"This is the real Chard Bromley.
"But-?" gasped Dawson. Tn
sentence was never concluded, fol
with surprising suddenness, ever
light went out. At the same time :
distant, muffled explosion rent tn
outer air.
There followed scene of indies
cribable confusion, of pandemoniul
above which Gwynne's voice could b
heard shouting for somebody to sto
Soames.
Hewitt gathered his scattered wit
"Keep quite still everybody" h
ordered. "Dawson, find that switch
After an appreciate interval til
light came on, revealing a chaoti
mingling of overturned tables an
scattered or broken crockery. Thel
was no sign of Enid or Soames {
the native walters in the white coat
The man who had been nearest tn
actor had vanished, too. He n
turned almost Immediately, wilt
eyed and breathless.
"It's the Yellow Seven" he pante
excitedly. They've fired the fores
That swine must have known q
about it; he's been telling trees K
weeks. The whole estates surrount
ed by circle of flame. It'll be upo
us before we know where we are!
The real Chard Bromley came TO-
ward.
"The assistants had better get the
men out at once" he said, "and b
gin clearing a line, round the cute
boundary of the estate. AS far q
, I've been able to gather, the QUITE
sections have been more recent
planted. There's still a sportin
chance, if they all pull together, (