The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1931-11-07

for the sidewalk in front Of his
place. was a morass Of splintered
wood and shattered glass. The place
was one Of the innumerable speak
housed in the Easements Of
old brownstone fronts. And the
proprietor was hardly convinced yet
that what had happened was q mere
traffic accident. Accidents in Mr..
Jack Shay's life usually had q
deeper significance. Fearing gang
warfare as he did, It was no wonder
he appeared far more nerve.wracked
by the occurrence than Mary. the
victim, did.
"Come this way" he invited. and
Mary and the stalwart officer fol.
lowed him to a door at the rear Of
the long room. Here the fat man
knocked, entered, spoke . few
words, and then held the door open
to admit the others. %. K. come
on through"
THE room was q small private
L dining-room. Half q dozen men
sat about a wine-spotted tablecloth,
smoking and drinking. A sudden
silence. like paralysis. seized the
group. As Mary and the officer ap-
peared, one man, tall and foreign.
appearing-or was he merely we'll
tanned?-rose from his chair
abruptly, then sank back again.
Mary smiled slightly and inclined
her head in p%erfunctory recogni.
ton Of what she took to be an act
Of %politeness.
They passed through. the room,
out another door into q black hole
Of a hallway, and entered the back
door of a drugstore opening on q
side street,. Here the of1cer de-
posted her packages into q taxi,
and helped her in.
"I'll give you that drivers name,'
he said. taking out . pad and
pencil.
."Do. And the other mans name
and the address Of his restaurant
she added. perhaps I can take
party there for dinner sometime
and pay him back that way"
Don't worry about Jack" thu
policeman replied. HE don't wan
anything you could give him-un
less it's q bullet-proof vest"
"Oh! Why?"
The policeman had finished writ
ing. and tore off the sheet and hand
It to Mary without reply.
"Ill have to take your name AM
address as q Witness" he said.
"Oh, keep me out of it," Mar,
begged as she handed him her card
"My-the man I'm going to MARI,
> would be furious!" This WASH
; quite true but it was true enough
The policeman did not protest whe
. the taxi.driver drove of rapidly.
She was not much delayed, an
felt no worse for the misadventur
!. except a frightening of the sens
of excitement that had been thrill
. ing through her veins all day.
A glance at the clock on be
mantel showed nearly 6 o'clocl
and Dirk would come before sh
{ could freshen up and change unles
8 she hurried. Fatigue vanishe
magically as she dashed abou
Lured by. curiosity. the lumberiu
Della came in to help, and to b.
d own surprise as much as the maid
Mary seized her about the wal
and waltzed about the room vii
y her.
Della, Della. I'm going to |
IL married tomorrow! But you mustn
tell q soul!"
II '',Tomorra,is-itfn Oh, Miss Mar,
sdAnd does Mr.: Jupiter know"
d II don't know how to tell hi
Della I. promised to stay, but
oh. If MI. Bruce would only come
"Ah, that young spalpeen!"
n But the packages were q mo
potent attraction than the dereli
=. Bruce-they forgot him in the JOY
10 swapping string and burrowing In
It. tissue paper. One simple lit
e, dress was all she was looking 4