The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1925-06-04
"Do Not Go Any Deeper, | Beg You.
Am In Mortal Fear" II Said.
CHAPTER XIV

BY afternoon on Friday Peter had
had sought.
In addition to acquiring the infor-
nation that would lead him to three
men, he had wrestled with the prob
lem presented by Brena's cable. He
had sent her word when he had arrived
safely In New York that he was full Of
hope and optimism. eve shall win,'
he had said, because any other
thought is too terrible to bear" He
could not understand then what new
facts she had to justify her strange
message to him unless it were an
he had received in Liverpool. To ac-
cede to her request and to proceed no
further along the lines of inquiry
which he had chosen as significant
would mean delay and perhaps a loss
of the thin threads that he had picked
up to unravel.
Peter had in him a great deal of the
fiber of determination, a good deal of
a singIe-track purpose that frowned
upon him and made him vince when
he became tempted to postpone his
plans and indulge his desire in wait
ing idly her to come. He knew
from the Inning that this man was
the side o. self that would win he
was only doing that which he knew
in his inner consciousness he would do
when he cabled a reply to her that
said. edo not come yet. | will cable
you again. If you have important
news do not be afraid to send it."
He was glad when that was done.
There was an additional reason for it;
he was not yet prepared to meet Brena
Selcoss for the second time. He must
first clear the way for relationship
that had in it no reservations.
The first thing to be done was to
confer with one Joseph Smallwood of
brennan & Co., the publishers.
When Peter first saw Smallwood he
felt a little like one who has been sent
TO an armless dentist. The man was
pale and flavorless like the cream
sauce of cheap restaurants. DeWolfe
had difficulty in believing that this
was the man to whom he had been re-
ferred.
"Mr. DeWoIfe, how can l serve your"
he said in a low drawl as If he were
pulling his words like molasses candy
into long strips to match his own long
body.
81 understand that you not only
maintain a connection with brennan
but undertake commissions and pass
upon technical questions %independ-
emily"
Smallwood's smile was Of the kind
that snaps on and off like an electric
light. Nov he snapped it on it was
gone in a flash-a string-pulled smile.
"Oh, yes" he said YEARLY. did
you want to find"
"a book" said Peter.
"What book?"
1.-THE Explorations of Father Car
los in the Mescalero Desert Here is
the whole story" Peter gave him a
card with the details. "I want to buy
a perfect copy"
Smallwood shook his head from left
to right and then to left again with q
sad expression followed by the camera
shutter smile.
1T will take a long time" he said
tenderly as if he bore the weight Of all
human suffering upon his heart. 1T
is a very rare book Anderson, the
sugar %refiner, owned a copy. That is
how | happened to know. I appraised
his library. Perhaps it will take a
year.
"A week." said Peter. mo more"
IA week" repeated Smallwood, clos
ing his eyes as if resigned to anything,
what would.
II thought 1t would be possible to
telegraph to every dealer In the coun
please don't interrupt" the other
said In a whisper as If Peter had clat-
into some funeral service. Il
Am thinking"
When he had ceased thinkins h