The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-09-25
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and the foresight that had prompt.
ed him to leave his car out Of sight
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and the foresight that had prompt.
ed him to leave his car out Of sight
from the drugstore.
It would be rather diiicult, he
fancied. for anyone 10 eee the
slouchy Newspaper man In the well.
dressed Leonard Brent who looked
for al the world . hone 1ds man.
about.town. After only one meet.
ing. at any rate.
He drove back to New York with
q feeling Of immense satisfaction.
His work pleased him well. A fcw
more questions put to Charles
Nellin, an interest in the old ruin
that would lead to finding I place
for him where he would be out of
the way-"and the rest will be
easy" Brent gioated.
At his hotel he found q message
from Carmel aud he telephoned her
to say briefly that he could not
accept her dinner invitation. Car.
mel hung up in . rage. She knew
that Brent was breaking on with
her. but she was not 90 desperately
in love with him that she let her.
self be driven 10 reckless measures
to hold him.
ORIENT smiled and called up
- Helen Immediately. This he did
but rarely. It delighted the girl.
whose voice came to him throbbing
with her stirred.up emotions while
she asked when he was coming up
to school again.
Brent replied that Il would be
soon, and showed an eagerness on
his own account to see her that
Helen found . trihe pushing but
exceedingly thrilling.
Brent cautioned himself not to
show too sudden Z change toward
her and cut short their converse
ton while Helen was still hoping
that Il had only begun.
Then he went to look for Charles
Nellin at the cheap little coffee
house on the side street. He en-.
tered the place with the conviction
that he would hnd his man. But he
looked around In vain. Finally the
waiter who had served him the
night before saw him near the door
and came quickly over to him.
"Are you looking for the old Eel.
low. sir?" he asked.
Brent nodded. "fIas he been
about this EVENING"" he inquired.
mo sir, he hasn't. He didn't
come back"
Brent frowned. n might have
expected It." he said lightly. "Peo.
pie who need help have generally
made themselves 10 BY being i'm.
possible to help" he generalixed
loftily. "But you don't happen to
know what's become Of him." he
added more definitely.
Il can't say, cir. But I don't
think It would be far wrong to look
for i'm ct the nearest mop house.
seein' % how no had money for .
bed"
Thank you." Brent returned
briefly and handed over . goodly
tip. do you. by any chance. know
where the nearest iop house II To-
cated?" he asked.
The waiter permitted himself q
grin. "Sure ! do. sir" he replied.
Down the street TO the next corner
east and then to the right three
doors. Hope you Ind 'em. CIR. He
looked like . guy who'd seen bet
ter days. Thank ysu sir"
Brent followed the directions
given him and In Q few minutes
reached the cheap lodging house.
His Inquiries there were fruitless
until he asked for the manager.
That philanthropic gentleman told
him IN . few words what had b.
come of Nellin.
I'VE had . guy here last night
that answers the description Of the
man you're lookin' for" 10 said.
but the name was Owens"
"Does he come here often:"
Brent inquired.
HE did," the other replied. but
he won't come again"
(To - Contlnued)