The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-07-29

Ramon had left hcr--fircd q shot
and vanished f.
Pictures flashed through her mind
quickly in hectic confusion. Why
was she not dead? The echo Of y
mvffled cry sObbed in her ears:
"Sandy-God-rvc killed you"
Killed her and ran away.
But she hadn't died. Because Dsug-
las had come! TIC tah
The blur Of his face STOPPING over
hers; humble Of his voice: pressure
Of his strong, tender arms bearing
her through darkness-through
tunnel.
She had a bewildcred image Of
Ramon pursuing them. plunging after
them. head down. q pistol cleaning
in his hands.
She said cxcitcdly: Hurry. Doug
las. Where did he go? Did you see
him go? Hidc-hc wants to kill
me-"
Her hand fluttered along the COW
ers. He pressed it between his.
you're all right. Sandy. On. my.
Sandy" He covered it with his lips.
saying to himself starkly: God
Almighty Cod"
Her shadow fumbling along that
floor-her little hands reaching for
the knob-those faint. checping cries.
But you're safe, Sandy, darling. I've
got you SAFE"
Seven o'clock. Light Of wintry
February morning filing through the
window.
Go out. now, and phone to Judith.
Don't risk phoning from the flat
He went with hunchcd shoulders
down the steps, taking deep breath
of the foggy air.
The morning paper at the door
Morning paper wouldn't have any
III o'clock when he left the build
ing.
A man swung past him whistling.
Queer for a fellow to be laughing TO
himself and man lying dead in an
office-a pool of blood in the corner.
Yesterday he had gone to work
jubilantly, swinging his shoulders
great old world, after all.
Now his thought went sinking
this CHASTITY, unbelievable tragedy
hanging like an iron chain about his
neck.
For the first time in his life, he
faltered talking to Judith.
The moment she heard his voice
she caught its trcnchant note Of an
guish.
"Say. Jude, wonder if you'd meet
me somewhere? At Fillmore and
Golden Gate? What? To ask you
neutrality-suspicious."
Judith let him, stirred with pain
| sx,, uA Inl hnr tod
her. No matter why. She went to
him, her ardent face kindled-a hap
py fervor in eyes and voice. "Prctty
carly for an intrigue, Doug, ole
dear!" And to herself: "Hc didn't
go! Oh, wonderful. they aren't
going!"
Douglas told her--as much as he
knew himself.
He said. miserable: "Jude-would
you come and take care of herr"
They looked at each other across
. hushcd. stricken silence. Then
Judith, white rs death: Hurry"
They held to each others arms
and went running to the machine.
I He paused for q brief instant
hands trembling on the wheel, "Gce
Jude-having you'll"
She lowered her head. pulling the
brim of her hat down.
That evening the papers carried
flashing accounts of Ramon's death
These accounts filled their heart;
with terror.
Chapter s..
The evening papers carried dia
gram of RamOn's office. The pros
tratc figure Of . man showed wher'
: the body lay. An arrow Yointsd; !,
dark spot in the opposite corner
labeled "blood stains" A second ar
row called attention to section o
: the wall considerably behind Ramon
where bullet was Embedded.
The headline asked: murder o
:! Suicide -
Il The story indicated .convincingl
murder had been done. Alarming
y unsuspected facts bolstered this the
DRY. Frightening facts that drew
net with choking tightness.
!. Sometime between o'clock whcl
!. Worth was seen by the elevator 0p
> orator to have entered his office
! sometime between that hour and mid
night, he had been shot.
Il No one heard the shots. But
mana young man between 20 an
q 25-that waited nervously in the ciga
store at the corner from $500 unit
: 1O:45. He had then entered the build
inR-studied the office directory. H
: had asked II such = party rs "Ramo
Worth" was > tenant. And i'm
!: mediately learning that he was, h
!! became so excited that on leavin
the elevator he went in the wron
direction.
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