White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1927-07-15
was relieved when Bradney smiled at

was relieved when Bradney smiled at
him.
ut Is late" said Peter Milman, $50
think we had better arrange to
breakfast together at nine. You will
find night-gear and dressing gowns in
your rooms"
He shook them each by the hand.
Bradney had the feeling of being sent
to bed like child. He did not get
into bed when he had changed. He
lighted his pipe and flung himself into
big chair. He was no less excited
in his own way than Neeland Barnes.
There was something under the cour-
teous exterior Of Peter Milman which
he had not yet solved. Was the yelled
promise to reinstate him the result OF
sane belief or madman's vision OF
victory? He knew nothing about Pc
ter Milman.
Bradney's room was separated from
that occupied by Floyd Malet by q
bathroom. He raped at the door,
and was bidder to enter.
"Sorry to bother you,' said Bradney
"but I'd like to discuss this thing with
you. I'll admit the thing obsesses me
entirely. Selflshly, I'm bound to say
My life has only one love, and that's
my work. If thought there really
was chance Of being able to get con-
troll of a physical laboratory again, In.
dependent of outside interference and
subsidized to insure continuous ex.
perimentation, there is nothing ]
would not do"
Floyd Malet did not speak for a
little while. Very much the same
thoughts had passed through his own
mind. II don't mind saying" he re-
marked, shat my present existence
is SO distasteful that prison has no
horrors for me-"
EXACTLY" Bradney said quickly.
"Will it lead to prison? You see, we
should not go to prison as heroes, but
as miserable little blackmailers, or
something of that sort. Is this man
sane?. That's the thing which bothers
me. I've never heard of him before.
What is his family history? Is this
great delusion? Has he brooded SO
long that he has become abnormal2
He knows about you and me and that
ass Barnes, but what do we know Of
him?"
"Let's ask Barnes. They have COM
mon friends, as we learned at dinner.
rather like Barnes. You can see he's
willing to be first or second murderer
whenever called upon"
Neeland Barnes was stretched on a
chaise Tongue. Over his pajamas was
rich lounging robe Of blue silk.
"Come in,' he cried genially. He
had entirely forgotten his temporary
annoyance at Fleming Bradney, which
had sprung less from dislike Of him
than desire to come to the aid Of
his host.
Look here, Barnes Bradney be-
gan earnestly, "tell me as man Of
the world what you think Mr.. Milman
really MEANS"
II think he's got a plan up his
sleeve to trim this Raxon and share
the profits with us. The idea suits me
down to the ground"
do you think Milman Is sane?"
Haven't doubt Of it. Why should
your
His amazing proposition for one
thing. He doesn't belong to the crimi-
nal classes, and yet he proposes to ex-
tract enough money from Raxon to
pay back his own losses and endow
my laboratory and start Malet again
and give you new chance. We know
very well that Raxon won't give up
money unless forced to. To use force
| is to come under the frown Of the
law. In short, it is a criminal under
taking"
mot as / look at It," said Barnes
easily. "Raxon in my opinion is an
outlaw"
"But the law" Bradney insisted,
"the law doesn't admit that. To the
rest of the world he is great man."
1--WE know he's crook, so what
do we care for the world?" Barnes
was evidently not to be shaken. Brad
ney tried another tack. lis there any
insanity in the Milman family7"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)