White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1925-08-21
CONTINUED from Last Week.
BOUND NORTH

shocked, and he had gone through
some rather grewsome experiences.
AS for myself / felt sick. The cold
bloodedness of the killing-the stealth
and swiftness of it-made me shud
der. That Barclay deserved death as
murderer, society," the world "ould
not dispute-he practically admitted II
himself when he attempted TO take
poison--yet not, it would seem, IN TINS
manner. Why, the thing bordered on
The supernatural! We had been gone
less than minute, yet during that
time the murderer had slipped in and
out of the room. There had been two
of them-the accomplice who fled
down he stairs, and the slayer him
self
We heard the knob of Miss Knowl-
toms door turn. Instantly Jimmy
closed my door and stood with his
back against it. The girl poked her
head out, saw u.s. and smiled brightly.
"My, but you two are up early"
she exclaimed. It's just daylight?
Anything wrong? 1 thought l heard
a noise-a cry"
"Better get dressed, Miss Knowles"
countered Jimmy. "Let Bellew take
you down TO breakfast. I'll follow
shortly" Then to me, as she nodded
agreement and disappeared "Of
course she is to know nothing of this.
Send 'up the manager We can't duck
this killing; we've got to square it.
If only it doesn't delay us! Well,
keep it from her.
Jane was cheerful Bright sunlight
drenched the breakfast room, and l
welcomed il, for it seemed to dispel
memory of the nights dark deeds.
We talked of everything but what was
uppermost in my mind. Mulvane did
not appear then, but he met us in the
lobby an hour later. There was
satisfied look on his face.
everything is all right, folks" he
confided 1--WE start tonight" The
Lord knows what tasks of herculean
size Mulvane had been performing
since had last seen him.
Jane clapped her hands in delight.
Then came thought of her brother.
"Poor Herb! do hope nothing has
happened to him"
I felt downright sorry for her. No
matter what Jimmy Mulvane might
think-certainly he hadn't said much
on the SUBJECTIVE fact that * is
the first letter of KnoWlton was some
thing couldn't get out of my mind.
For the girls sake, l hoped blindly
that there would be some perfectly
plausible explanation for what seemed
to me to be damning evidence against
her brother.
Likewise, although there was ev-
ery Indication that The Hawk was
here in Yokohama, Mulvane was bent
on going north. Why was that? Be
cause he had promised Jane that he
would find her brother? Or was The
Hawk ubiuuitous-here there and ev-
erywhere at the some time?
Mulvane, 1 subsequently learned,
had moved heaven and earth TO
straighten out the nasty mess OF
Barclays death. Diplomatic aid was
invoked at last, and when the British
representatives learned who Barclay
was, they were not only sympathetic
but helped us keep clear of the snarl
of red tape that is invariably and
quickly entangled around the violent
death of foreigner in Japan.
What could Barclay have told us?
And just what was in Mulvane's
mind? Here he was determined to
start at once for the Anadir country
when, it seemed to me, there was still
much ferreting to be done in Yoko-
hama. For example, the slayer OF
Barclay could furnish clew, ii we
could find him. Yet Mulvane appar-
emily was in hurry to be off.
At eight o'clock that night Jimmy
took us and the baggage to the quay,
where we boarded a sampan that
had been waiting for us. Jane, on
my insistence, had said nothing to
Sedras about where we were going
or when, yet she did leave a note for
him with the clerk. l cautioned her
however on the necessity of keeping
our destination profound secret, fol
undoubtedly The Hawk had a legion
of spies in Yokohama, even If he were
not here himself.
AS the sampan pushed off 4oko
hama harbor, bottled in the soft Ign
of the moon, was thing of contrasts
bright silver and dark shadows
among its maze of shipping. So clea
was the air that almost, it seemed WI
could see the snow-capped cone o
old Fuji itself, lifted against the SIX
to the southwark. Wriggling thing
in the water left phosphorent trails
over the bay came strange noises
the creak of sampan sweeps; tn