The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-05-29

Its rather hard to explain. o.
den and I werc together q good deal
and the engagement Of the children
brought us closer still. But, well, /
always had an idea there was a side
of him I hadn't seen. Sometimes I
wondered If the Andrew Ogden I
knew really was the man himself"
What kind Of a lad is young Og-
den?"
I smiled at Lucy. "A fine, clean
boy. A bit reckless and impulsive,
perhaps. but that's all. He favors his
father IN looks, but he has none of
that restraint. that secretiveness, I
sometimes sensed in Andrew"
"On good terms with his father?"
"Of course. They had their dif-
fcrenceS, I expect"
For ~inStance?"
The question came so abruptly that
I was startled. So was Lucy, the
color flaming into her white cheeks.
Both of us were thinking Of Jerry's
difference of opinion with his father
about the mine.
Nothing much" I replied calmly.
ogden owns a deserted mine near
Torridity. Jerry. who is an engineer,
thinks there's pay gold in 1t. He want
ed to reopen the mine, but Andrew
wouldn't have it touched. Jerry is q
persistent youngster and he kept at
his father about 1t. They hadn't
quarreled. so far as I know"
MacNair grunted. did you ever
hear Ogden mention Furie and this
woman in black?"
Never"
ever hear him refer to gold bull
lets'?"
Never"
"Furie and the woman in black will
have to be accounted for. I suppose
Deacon will run them down." Mac.
Nair stood up. '"That1l do, now. I'll
see you after breakfast"
Don't forget the probability that
Ogden's murderer got hold Of Jerry's
flannels," I reminded him.
He grinned mirthlessly. Its be-
come a probability. has it? You'd
better sleep ON what I said about
fixing the responsibility. ! meant it.
II you want me to drop the case say
so in the morning."
Lucy answered him. I'VE are not
afraid Of the truth, MI. MacNair."
He nodded. Il shall want to see
that Peterson revolver, 50 don't turn
it over to Deacon yet"
With this he let U out into the
darkness.
It was half -past-two when I got
into bed. My mind was going round
and round like an endless photograph
record and ! felt as II I could never
sleep again.
The telephone call Andrews
last words Jerry running like the
wind Hubbard's story Of Furie
and the woman in black, and Andrew
shouting gold bullets" 80.
Gradually my overweight nerves
quieted down and ! felt sleep steal
ing upon me.
And then, suddenly. I was wide
awake again. Some slight noise must
have aroused me, but my first thought
was that / had neglected to do some
thing. All, yes! ! had put Polyan-
dria out and forgotten to let her in
again. But . sense Of "wrongness"
persisted in my mind. I was on the
point Of sliding out OF bed when .
weishty object landed with . thurnp
on my abdomen. Alarmed. / put out
my hand, felt silky fur, and laughed.
"Polyandrta! Where did you come
fromf"
The question disturbed me. II !
had left Polyandria locked out how
had she got in7 Putting her aside.
l got out Of bed and crept into the
hall. The door Of my den was ajar.
Inside, . light beam circled the room.
Some one with On electric torch was
there.
Copyright; 1910. VIM. Morrow Co..
A pfowjer I'm the early morning
hours-what 10 he seehing?-has b
any connection with the Ogden mu-
der?-the answer 10 In tomorrow
chapter.