The Daily Alaska empire., 1930-05-21
Chapter 21
CAROLINE'E LOGIC

sure of himself as he pretended to be about Lum We's guilt.
 Does mosieur forget those oth- ers?" Flique inquired. "The little mademoiselle, M. Annersley and Mile. Jahries, le Balafre and Cice- ron Bee. Grainger and M. le Pro- lessor? And has not Grainger to be considered before proving Lum We's guilt?'
 we've caught Grainger in two lies already" Samuels replied not ly. i've a notion Lum We and he are in this business together" ," "But consider, my friend" Flique continued earnestly. we are not sure this is the big mystery. You will confine Lum We, that is prop CT. But do not officially charge him with the crime until we have how you say?-investigated 1ur- ther"
 you're probably right" Sam uels grunted. T guess we can lock him up in that garage downstairs, and he removed the handcuffs from Lum We's wrists.
 T am honored that MT. Samuels condescends to believe me-" Lum We purred, lowing.
 H"I don't" Samuels assured nlm emphatically "This house is crazy and I'm giving you your chance with the rest of the crowd, that's all. Get along!"
 The north end of the building walled off from the garage, served as power house and workshop. Its three windows made 1t impossible for our purpose. Lum We himself solved our problem. If MT. Samuels will condescend to look at the southmost wall he will reveal a small door" Lum We informed us with benignant smile.
 The south wall was in shadow and we had not noticed the door Samuels approached it suspiciously approaching the novelty of prls- oner discovering his own jail.
 whats the idea?" mue asked
 "Mr. Samuels will consider 1t an , ample security for my miserable carcass" the Chinaman explained blandly.
 square room with cement walls The door opened into small floor and ceiling. A single window so small that even Lum We could not have crawled through 1t, shed dingy light upon cobwebby ac- emulation of old trunks and fur niture. The door was Of two inch pine. Samuels, still suspici- ous, thumped upon the walls ane eyed the window.
 "A veritable dungeon!" Fliqut exclaimed.
 We backed out, leaving Lum w behind. and Samuels slammed tht door. He swung the hasp ovel and ran one of his handcu1i' through the staple, securing tn' door.
 "That'll hold him.. Samuels said
 And now monsieur will resume his search for the shoe that tro6 that blackness into the corpet eh?" Flique chuckled. First tht little mysteries, then the big mys' tery. That is the way of life, IS Il not?"
 Samuels muttered one of his i'm precations and took himself oil.
 What next?" inquired of Flique "To think and to act. mon ann that is the sum of achievement yes? I shall think, and you, M rAntiquarie, shall find the prett! mademoiselle. It is well that am not 20 years younger. Eui along, my little one.'
 You soon lose touch with tn' ardencies of youth in the antique business, and hurried off feelini ridiculously juvenile.
 Caroline had said she would p' up on the slope and I followed th' path that ran along the edge 0 The Gut. It was apparent at glance that The Gut could not b crossed, except perhaps at yer low tide, as Professor Johns an' Hendricks had said. Even now l was impossible Tawny water missed violently into secret caverns No one crossed it during the hou in which Parados was Killed. U that I was certain.
 The Gut was curved like a scimi tar. it's point extending soutnwar' A half mile of brisk walking ha ,,rm,eht me almost to the apex ( The Gut. Chaparral clad the tra oo either side of the slope put drew near to the bluff it thinne down to solitary clumps Of hiac (
 asuch q lovely morning to lazy" Caroline said. HOW o'0 y'