New Britain herald., 1929-11-27

'l have been watching sor you. he told Us after cur first prr | tunctory exchange or greetings "Thc safety vault, think you said Nir. Spcnccr:"
 If you please" my fa)hcr an. swcred, and we followed Mir. Corbn 10 massive door al the rear Of th, building. 1 saw Mir Corbin glauo. al the suitcase but he made lc : comment, and stepped back 10 pcr- l init my father 10 pass to his d. i posit box
 "I shall haze 10 rent a compart- mcnt larger ,han nInc," my father ! said.
 ! Yes" Mr. Corbjn rc,urn,I briefly. "You're in luck. There. just one large box left. I'll get the heys and the rental blank" He went 10 q case on the olh,f side of the room and my rathc,, opened the suitcase and took from T. the pastcboard carton containine Marion's sand tlwood box. Whcn Mir. Corbin returned with Inc keys end the blank my father waved to me to sign it.
 This Is really my daughters ai- falr," he said, and when my namc vas affixed to the blank and Aarlon's box safely locked away m the vault he turned to the banx president.
 Tt IS more than possibIc.' he said SravcN, that an attempt wil bo made to steal these keys, thouch VIC shall guard them carefully. l.: they should he presented by ary person. other than Mrs. Graham or nNsclf---"
 Mir. Corbin smiled. but there was 8 touch of grhncss in il.
 Tho Fortune" safe
 We shall let the gentleman cool his heels on some prctcxt or other until we can get hold of you or an officcr,' he said. Have no fear that anyone but yourselves will sec the inside of this box until you give 1t up again"
 My father bowed. "That is all wish to know,' he said, and Mr. Corbin ushered US out with th., same punctilious courtesy which he had shown us ever since our ar rival.
 JIm was standing as We had left hIm, just outside the door. and q glance showed me that the bald headed motorist was nowhere in sight, That my father had looked for him, too, knew when he spoke nonchaIanuy to Jim as We jpade our way 10 our car bc"idc which Jerry Ticer stood.
 Has the bald-h,adcd motoris; finally fixed his car, Jim? ," he ask cG gcnially.
 T guess, SO. Jim answered un suspectinsly. "Lcastways he pulled out just minute or two after you lad gone into the bank. He went down tho street and turned toward tho North Haven bridge and he hain't come back. Guess hes hcnl- od for Grccnport by way of Shrltsr Island, if his car lasts that long"
 'l.ot us hope So,' broke in ncr- vouslr ''I WIS tired simply from seeing him bending over -ii."
 i rrcHionition
 My father's fingers pressed mv ann in warning and I said no more. Indeed Inc childish outburst was un- Ike me and was properly ashamed Of if, But I could not rid myself of the hyaterical feeling that somewhere I had seen the, bald. headed motorst.
 Yet his bald head ras not ia miliar; neither was his somewhat figure. nor his small | Squintns eyes, But something cIuq- lVely reminiscent w&s in every de- 1 tail l had noXd
 l vas silent all the way home. for l was mullinG over and over every detail of the mans appearance. My | father, respecting my rcticence. did | not speak either until We came on- | posite The Jarches There again di. rcctIns Jerry Ticer 10 stay with the | car and Jim to accompany us in- | side' he walked with me to the big front door and opened it with the Ley he had procured from Mrs. Ticor
 Ills eyes narrowed as he looked ! at Inc glssscs and dishes Of food . " inch we hal not disturbed.
 wv" eau do without the police on 'ni'' he sai1 crisply. "Rcmcmber. J nj. not a word Of this 10 anyone not even 10 Katie"
 TT were teiliu' anybody il . rouldn't be Katie" Jim angwcrea. i shes an awful good woman," he loNalIy, pit"
 We understand perfectly, Jim" 1. my father told him, smiling, and iHow we can trust your discretion, | Now we must hurry back 10 fine | farmhouse, SO We can got back here | with my camera, Go on out, Jim l and start tho car"
 Jim obeyod inmcdiatcly and my l father pnt hI2 hand on my elbow ;o l escort mo from the room. Eut , S1hd"n flashing conviction made me t' ar ioo~c and face him cacitcdN. .
 'Fathrr,' | exclaimed. that man
 he was not bald. H.. head ua. s"avon that way"
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 .Cop%rishi, 1929, NeWapapcr
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