The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1930-03-15

wheeled at some faint sound the
detective had made. and peered
frowningly.
II was looking for Mr.. Dick
Berkeley, Wicket" Dundee de.
clared himself.
HE is not here, sir. The wine
was returned to the cellar some
time ago, sir"
fright. Wickett!" Dundee
grinned, then protested az the but.
Ter was advancing dutifully to turn
on the drawing room lights. Don't
bother! I can see we'll enough.
But II you do see Mr.. Dick, I wish
You would tell him I very much
want to see him before I turn in"
The butler. with q every well,
SIR" returned to his work. and DUN.
dee threaded his way through the
over-furnished. dimly lit drawing
room. He was just about to step
out into the hall when a faint.
muffled cough warned him that
someone was descending the stairs.
Not r~elishing the idea Of again !.
planning his presence on the dark.
ened lower floor, he shrank back
against the heavy silk brocade
hangings, then, because he was q
detective, and because that active
sixth sense Of his warned him that
the person stealing down the stairs
was as anxious to be unobserved
as he was himself, he quite shame.
lessly peeped.
To was Clorinda Berkeley. Even
in the dim light her tall slender
body was unmistakable. And she
was going out. stealing out, for
she was wearing. over the wine-red
velvet evening dress. a cape Of gold
metal cloth, trimmed with dark fur.
His eyes quite accustomed by now
to the dim light, Dundee could even
distinguish the modernistic pattern
OF the batik silk scarf she was ner.
vously pulling through her fingers
as she tiptoed down the last steps
Of the stairs.
He waited. scarcely breathing.
for he thought she must pass very
close to him on her way to the
front door. But she did not leave
by that door. She rounded the
stairs. listened for a moment to
the subdued clash of voices from
within the library. then tiptoed
down the hall toward the backstairs
regions.
Dundee heard the door open very
softly. did not hear It close. An.
parently Clorinda was guarding her
return, that 1t might be as noise.
less as possible. After q minute Of
hesitation. Dundee followed her to
that door. and listened. Very faint.
~ came the sound Of q chain being
ratified, then still more family the
sound OF a bolt being shot back.
Clortnda had left the house by tho
back door. which Wicket had a.
ready made fast for the night.
So Dick Berkeley was not tho
only member Of that family who
stole out to keep secret appoint.
ments!. Whom was Clorinda meet.
ing! Seymour Crosby?
Halt an hour later-a quarter to
12-when Dundee had had q tend
bath to induce sleep, young Dick.
at least. had not returned from his
rendezvous. Dundee shrugged
YEARLY as he got into bed. Al.
parently the lovely little Doris had
been quite willing to meet her mis-.
tress' son clandestinely. in spite OF
her seeming reluctance. Still-she
certainly hadn't looked like that
kind Of girl" And hadn't Mrs.
Lambert told Crosby that Doris was
very happy in her engagement 10
Arnold. the chauffeur?
The next questions Dundee asked
were spoken aloud: who's theref
What is it,"
1t was broad daylight and some
one was pounding on his door and
calling his name.
Ito Be Continued)