The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1925-10-21
nc BLACK GANG

| '"e si'en up TO good works anf
uniting Janet, doubtless, such thing,
10 not appeal. Tell me, Theo." he re-
u'afAed as he swept them back into thu
lag VINO was the idiot who put then
III Snooks' desk? Don't answer T.
'ou rather not give away Won,
lnaiuenly secrets; but 1t was prett,
iuii-sized bloomer on his part WASH,
"-popping off the old bomb?"
ne leaned back in his chair, and TO,
moment a CLEAN shone in the others
eyes Tor the nape of Drummond's mech
came exactly against the center of the
ilnpregnated linen cover
doubtless, Captain Drummond
DOUBTLESS" he murmured politely
but II you will persist in talking in
riddles, don't you think we might
choose different subject until Mrs
Drummond arrives?"
Anything you like. Theo." said
Drummond. "Pm perfectly happy talk
ing about you. How the devil do you
10 III? He sat up and stared at the
other man with genuine wonder on hi.
race. Eyes different-nose-voice-
ngure-everything different. You're o
marvel-but for that one small falling
of yours"
lou interest me profoundly" said
the clergyman. "What is this one
small failing that makes you think l
am other than what profess to be?"
Drummond laughed genially.
GOOD heavens, don't you know what
It Is! Hasn't Janet told you? It's
that dainty little trick of yours of
tickling the left ear with the right big
Toe that marks you every time. No
man can do that, Theo, and blush IN
SEEN"
He leaned back again in his chair,
and passed his hand over his forehead.
by Jove, it's pretty hot in here,
isn't it?"
III Is close everywhere today" an
swered the other easily, though his
eyes behind the spectacles were fixed
on Drummond. "Would Won
care for drink?'
Drummond smiled; the sudden fit of
muzziness seemed to have passed as
quickly as it had come.
THANK you-no," he answered
politely. "In your last incarnation,
Theo you may remember that did
not drink with you. There is an ele-
ment of doubt about your liquor which
renders it a dangerous proceeding"
"As you will" said the clergyman
indifferently, at the same time placing
the bottle of whisky and the glasses.on
the table. "If you imagine that 1 am
capable of interfering with an I'M
opened bottle, obtained from the cell
lars of the Ritz, 1T would be well not
to join me-" He was carefully remov-
ing the tin foil as he spoke, and once
again the strange muzzy feeling swept !
over Drummond. He felt as if things |
had suddenly become unreal-as if he |
vas dreaming His vision seemed |
blurred. and then for the second time |
passed away, leaving only a strange
mental confusion. What was he do |
ng in this room? Who was this
benevolent old clergyman drawing the
ork out of bottle of whisky?
With an effort he pulled himself to-
ether. 1t must be the heat or some
hing, he reflected, and he must keep |
is brain clear. Perhaps whisky-and-
oda would help. After all, there
ould be no danger In drinking from a
ottle which he had seen opened under
is very eyes,
do you know, Theo," he remarked,
| think l will change my mind and
ave a whisky-and-so
His voice sounded strange to his
ars; and he wondered if the others
oticed anything. But apparently not;
he clergyman merely nodded briefly,
nd remarked. "Say when"
When" said Drummond with a
polish sort of laugh. 1t was a most
thing. but he couldn't
,cus his eyes; there were two glasses
l the table and two clergymen splash
9 in soda from two siphons. Surely
, wasn't going to faint; bad thing to
int when he was alone with Peterson.
He took gulp at his drink and
ddenly began to talk-foolishly and
iotically. T.
mice room. Carl. old lad. Il
ever expected meet you again: GER
inly not In nice room. -. >"
His voice trailed away, and he sat
ere blinking stupidity. Everything
IS confused, and his tongue seemed
lighted with lead He reached out
ain for his glasS-or tried to-and
, arm refused to move. And sud-
nly out of the tumble of thoughts
his brain there emerged the one
mining certainty that somehow or
Ter he had been trapped and
lgged. He gave hoarse. inartic-
tie cry. and struggled to rise TO his
It, but it was useless; his legs and
MS felt as if they were bound 70
chair by iron bands And in the
st that swan before his eyes he
y the hooking faces of the clergy
n and his daughter. I
tTo BE CONTINUED y
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