The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-10-18
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER
Eric turned and stared, too. "What's
the natter" he asked casually.
Judith spoke in frightened whis-
per. There was a mans face at
that window. saw it,"
Nonsense, Judith. Nobody but a
noscy servant, if any onc."
A roll Of thunder cut off Judith 8
answer and she could only follow
him into a larger hall where a
white aprOned waiter bcckoned them
toward door.
Seated at table in a small room
gument again. But l know saw
someone" she insisted.
Eric laughed again. "Only the
leaves drifting down against the
pane. You're weak with hunger.
Buttercup, and you're seeing things. !"
but Judith was not to be turned
aside. II don't like it in here very
much" she said, glancing around.
THAT window over my shoulder
makes me nervous"
"Wcn." said Eric. "you're not very
original. Faces at windows have
been soaring the hcroincs Of hest sell
ers ever since paper< and ink were
first invented. l didn't think you
had that kind Of wishy washy i'm
agination." Another roll of thunder
interrupted him.
Judith laughed. "Well, Tn afraid
of getting wet before we reach home.
That sounds like Il real storm. ITCH.
this little room is spoOky."
We'll go out into the main dining
room if you prefer" said Eric. but
it's tisgusting--all rugged up with
mail order antiques and fcstooncd
with onions and dried apples--in
wax. Sham atmosphere for sham
college crowd. And sometimes the
croHd gets little rough later in
the evening""
\ burst Of loud laughter from sew
eral people somewhere in the build
ing seemed to confirm his statement.
Judith settled back in her chair as
the door opened to admit "A man in
an apron.
The waiter took Fries order and
left them alone again.
Don't the waffles haunt YOU p"
asked Judith.
Eric shook his head. "Waffles
with Myra are all right. But a
planked steak with you-is a planked
steak with you. Besides, this isn't
the room where Myra and / ate"
Eric" said Judith, smiling be-
tween half-closed cyes-but she got
no farther. for loud banging at an
outside door had brought Eric to his
feet. "Sit STILL" he said, till we
know what that means. don't like
the sound Of it,"
The waiter. appeared in the door.
his face rather white. "Bon't be
afraid, Miss---but, sir, there's a raid.
We'd heard it was coming. Old Dean
Browns fault, over at the college
Hes been ridin' us lately"
Eric was wrapping Judith's cloak
around her. "Can you show US u
back way out :" he asked the waiter.
The man nodded and led the way.
Judith clutched at her heart to ease
its pounding. Eric put his arm !
around her. you're trembling" he !
said. well come out Of this all
right. Haven't you any soul for nd |
venture?"
Judith shook her head duly. They
followed the man through several |
narrow passages until he opened an
other door and they stenped unex-
pectedly On soft loan. 'Keep to the
right" whispered the waiter. az he |
closed the door after them.
Voices were shouting in the 'front.'
Of the house and once a man RAM
IN front Of them, so close that they
felt sure he must have seen them. |
But he ran on and In the fitful light
Of q cl0ud-besieged moon Judith
raw the CLINT Of brass buttons on his
coat.
The moon receded into inky black
Ness and they stombled torwu1d bjiai<t