The Filer record. (Filer, Idaho) 1919-1930, 1924-10-16

It's outlandishl Would you believe a
yellow Jap against me, whom you've
known for years and years7'
Wells muscles tensed- For a mo-
ment IL seemed as II he couldn't keep
his fingers or the swine. But there
was more TO be told Very quietly
The man who is now dead said that
you permitted him TO become the guest
Of Narakito. These papers show that
II was. as you say, a plot. II is all
nothing TO me. | was asked for tale.
and tell II, grieving again that a por-
ton OF II causes you displeasure.
felt that this dead man was a victim.
and that. since my father had assist
ed unwittingly In causing his dis
grace and death. IL remained for my
fathers son to right the wrong com
mitted This man whose body I have
brought back Travelled strange paths.
and before him ran. as herald runs.
the Spirit OF Misfortune. All through
no fault OF his"
'It's a lie Bob did II OF his own
accord. He was everything that a
man shouldn't be-"
Hush, Ray" Alberta saw danger
signals in her uncle's eye, which were
speedily dispersed by grief.
Perhaps you are right. Ray" San
derson said brokenly. Here" he
fumbled in opening a locked drawer
Of the table. Il received this picture
OF my nephew and dancIngwom-
an"
Alberta craned for view OF the
picture.
"Oh. horrible" she said. Il always
knew"
Guessed. you should say" her
uncle reminded her.
Wells blew airily upon his fingers.
Lord, bur he'd like TO interview Mara
kito alone So this was why Uncle
Jim had been so angered. ut Is moth
ing" he said with an ease that he
was far from feeling. "A common
entertainment. Your nephew IS show
ing his ability TO maintain a pose with
out moving a muscle. In which the
japanese are adept The geisha. who
is a dancing girl. but no more. directs
him. There is nothing wrong about
It,"
Williams choked with anger.
IF Wells were here. I'd soon get
the truth out of him instead OF these
les" he suffered.
81 would enjoy seeing the meeting"
Wells admitted gravely. ("And l."
grunted the Thunder God. who was
fond of fighting.)
Remember that Mr.. Kayama Is our
guest, Ray" Sanderson said slowly.
painfully. II do not understand IL
all. Alberta. If this story is true. you
have cost me my boy. Ray, II you
sold your soul for money / pity you
II the story is true-but II you let my
Bob go to the devil" his old hands be-
came fists, "if you did-out Of this
house and out Of my life. both OF you
and yet" he faltered. Il see but
one thing. Bob's gone. the only one
who could tell us. Bob's dead"
you don't know that he is !" VIII
liams snapped This fellow wants
the reward. He has a cock-and-bull
story, without a shred Of proof That
envelope; he might have taken II from
Bob. or found IL. The cuff links he
saw on Bob. And the stun
he brings TO prove that Bob was
abused by Alberta and me It's silly
and idiotic. He hasn't presented a
BIT OF proof. Not a shred. Nothing.
He probably wrote the thing himself
II Bob's dead. YOU TO Wells. where's
he body7 / don't believe you have 1t.
And what you say about me is a id
-otten lie"
Wells rocked back on his heels.
Every instinct said. "Smash him :"
Why wait longer7 His eyes swept
bout the room. half unconsciously,
II upon Ellen. II he did, II the eli
max were now. she would know now.
md he wanted TO tell her many things /
when they were alone. He had played /
part for months. He could hold II |
or a minute more. Williams would /
eel his fist soon enough.
IL only Bob were back" Sanderson
again. II 4 Hdu us N'fu I
or all this, just his own word for
t."
Il have brought his word. Mr. San I
Ierson." Wells said. lifting his shoul-
Iers in a gesture that said plainly that
II Of this was amusing to him but
acking IN interest
You lie again." Williams shouted
II you have such a paper. It's a forg-
ry."
CTo BE CONTINUED,