Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-05-18
published By special arrangemcnt with The
CHICAGO Tribune eyndicAts)
PART THREE
The Story So Far

he becomes interested. TIL girl is accompa-
MED by an older woman whom Markham
decides is an adventures. Markham meets
an old friend, Teddy Knowles. who has on
his yacht the Hopkinsons as guests. They
later see the two women of the train in
company, who was known to Markham as a
crook. They become acquainted and Mark
ham finds that the girl, Lucy Tetherdon,
has known her companion, Mrs. Dennar,
only a year. Markham and Knowles think
that Moultry and Mrs. Dennar are after
Lucy's fortune and scheme to get her away
from their influence. Markham meets Lucy
and finds that she is engaged to Moultry.
He offers his assistance, should she at any
time be In need of a friend. Knowles tells
Markham hat he has a scheme but does
not disclose 1t. He insists that Markham
leave Cannes for two days and forget all
about the deal while he works out his plan.
And now the story
Within half an hour he was at the
railway station. But not without an en-
counter. AS he was leaving the hotel,
carrying his valise, he ran against Moltry
himself.
"Hullol" Notify cried sharply. his eyes
upon the bag. Going away?"
TX.
Markham nodded. For an instant he
could not speak. Then: Monte Carlo"
he said. For a few days"
Moltry's eyes cleaned.
Lucky fellowl" he murmured. II envy
you. Slow place, this
rs the place not fast enough for your"
Notify looked away.
Where are you staying?" he asked.
"Toison dor" answered Markham
waiting, unable to see. Immediately she
that Notify looked uneasy. Even as If
he had lac a shock.
Have you booked? You won't get In
there" said Notify, shaking his head
with disgust. Full up. Besides, the foods
bad, and the service is shocking. o, I
shouldn't go there. It's dear, too. Better
try the Antoinette. The Tolson's a small
place. you know. Poky little rooms"
"Ol Then I'll try the Antoinette," an
swered Markham, and left him. AS soon
as he was in the street he realized that
Notify must have some particular reason
for trying to put him off the Toison
dor. And to think this was to resolve
upon carrying out his original intention.
He was determined to stay at the
Toison dor.
with what followed.
For the hotel. as Notify had said, was
a small n in the Rue DIES Lilas. 1t stood
with something considerably less than
the magnificence Of its fellows, n was
by no means impressive. If Notify had
not been so emphatic Markham might
have hesitated about staying there. He
did not hesitate. Instead he walked
straight into the rather dark passage
way which led between the restaurant
and (he supposedly the lounge, to q
small Enclosure bearing the inscription,
Bureau" 1t was very dark here, and
as he had come from dazzling sunshine
he was for a moment blinded. He stood
thought she recognized him Markham
entrance door again opened and the
figure OF a young woman was silhouetted
against the light from the street out
side. She evidently knew the hotel and
was a guest there, for she carried only
a vanity bag and a parasol. and entered
without uncertainty. Markham could not
see her clearly; but he could not escape
knowledge OF the excessively strong.
sweet perfume which she used. 1t
nauseated him.. He saw vaguely. and at
length more clearly, a slim outline, a
brilliant poppy red frock. a fairness that
ended in incredibly golden hair. As this
young woman came toward the bureau
Markham stepped farther back into the
shadow, and 1T was plain that as she,
too, was blinded by the darkness she did
not at first see him. Imperiously she
raped upon the desk. She spoke in
French.
you nave letters or kilograms for
me?" she said, in a high pitched voice.
mo, madame"
Strange. I am expecting something"
"Madame's pigeon hole is empty. A
moment" The unseen, unknown man
in the bureau began apparently to
search among unsorted letters.
Whats that there? Isn't that for me2
Madame Moltry-isn't it SOP"
Moltryl Markham's' eyes opened wide.
His heart gave a Jump. quickly his
thoughts moved. Then his hopes sank,
for the name might mean nothing. 1t
was likely enough that she passed under
that name only. In such a case, how did
this help matters?
She had taken the telegram, ignoring
him, and had scanned 1t. Then, with an
impatient gesture, she sent it flying to
Markham's feet. The exclamation she
gave was common enough.
FOOL" she cried. Idiot"
Markham lifted the telegram and held
it out to her. She continued to ignore
him. He now saw that she was rath-
err pretty, her complexion curiously
w%hitened, her eyes liquid. And as Mark
ham again extended the telegram, in an
endeavor to lay 1t upon the desk before
her, she turned to him with a complete
absence of restraint. Whether she
Thought she recognized him Markham
did not know. He assumed that she
would have spoken thus to anybody.
From my husband" she said quickly.
THE idiot. He tells me to leave here at
once and return to Paris. But I have no
money. 1t Is gone-at the tables. And /
do not know his address"
My name is Markham. Roderick
Markham. l am acquainted with your
husband, madame ventured Markham.
"At least If he is Mr.. Eustace Notify"
That is my husband" said the young
woman.
Markham trembled. He was assailed by
a great temptation. Stammering, he said,
He is quite near, at Cannes"
A Cannes? Impossiblel But yes"
She took the telegram from his hand
glanced at 1T, held it out to Markham.
20, 0, OF He is at Cannes. But he was
to go to Paris. All, at Cannes!" She
shook her fist, not angrily, out with
ANNOYANCE at a petty deception. 1T was
to Paris-on business"
"Perhaps he was detained by accident
at Cannes?"
1T may be. 1t Is for business"
Markham knew for what business. He
had read the peremptory telegram when
1T was put under his eyes. He knew that
1T had been sent in order to get Nine.
Notify out OF his own way. Sent at once.
and delayed in delivery.
But. monsieur. You are sure he is at
cannes? Yes, yes: the telegram was sent
from there. But Paris. 1t is cold in Paris
now. And trains. How am / to pack. to
gor never mind. 1t is necessary. NV nus
Dand says Paris Therefore / must 90