The Bismarck tribune., 1931-11-03

Il do. BY the way, something's
been tickling my mind ever since
you mentioned this being your
brothers coat. What was it he said
there In the ambulance? Make him
give me my coat!' Wasn't that It?
Look here. I'll bet q cookie that
coat was a plant! No thief goes
around leaving his overcoat. you
know-it's not being done.
"That's how came to pick It up
In the first place. l was the last
man upstairs that night, and com.
ing down I saw this coat hanging
on the stair rail in the upper hall.
I knew Id be seeing all the police
reporters next day and I took it
along to turn over to the owner.
None of them claimed it. though.
Then I thought it must belong to
some detective. but Id wasted
enough time on It. SO hung it up
In my locker and left It there.
Nothing in the pockets to identify
It by"
He saw that she was not listen.
Ing. Her mind was on her brother.
He could see that even her faith
was shaken. He stopped short.
Mary held up the coat. "What
ought We to do with 1t? Take 1t
thers7" She motioned toward the
police-station.
Take It home. It's yours. You'd
only give Kane one more excuse to
say 4 told you so.'
"You've been awfully kind. I'll
never forget It," Mary told him
seriously. "Goodby. and good luck"
| I'LL let you know what turns
up" he replied. keep your nerve!
Remember it's all in q lifetime"
| Il came to him - he stood watch.
Ing the shiny black bus carry her
away. that he had Just stripped him
self Of his last dollar In her behalf
He had not 90 much a. mentioned
the Information he had to his pa
per. realizing that Il was far toe
slim . probability to impress q
hard.headsd city editor. What kind
Of . sap was he becoming anyhow,
i Mr.. George Bowen heaved some
thing that was very like Z sigh.
Mary. huSging tho damp Goa,
and staring out 1t the vivid greer
OF the trees and hedges as the,
rolled along tho road to the Point
gradually lost the optimism tha
> Bowen's loquacious enthusiasm hat
reused in her. She was going hom,
, to the Jupiter house reluctantly, To-
; the 1lrst time. How could she bea
to face Mr.. Jupiter again, knowing
what he thought? She felt alienat
i cd from those who had been closes
> and dearest to her. They ha'
! shielded her. or tried to: but the,
had kept their real thoughts iron
her as II she were q child or an i'm
J. beetle. It frightened her. and mad
. her feel small and young and In
, experienced.
. She was almost tempted to rela
: and rest against that love Of their.
I that plotted for her own good witt
. out consulting her wishes In th
Q matter. But at tho same tim,
= something prodded her uncomfor
s ably forward. It was not their bus
|. ness: It was hers. and Eddie''
0Tatefulness fought with angry n
/? sentiment In her heart.
Q All this sensational publicit
8 about the murder OF Mrs. Jupite
t and Eddie's death-no one calle
L that murder. she noticed bitterly
L of course It was unpleasant. N
wonder the chills had crept up IN
I? down Emily Ann Ruyther's patr
, clan back! But which was MOI
b important-justice or . stin.necke
d old woman's pride?
QOWLING along in the big. shin
- bus between exquisitely lam
= scaped private parks. studded bel
t and there with the vine-shroude
J. homes Of tho ultra rich. all tn,
4 had just occurred IN tho villas
K seemed unreal. George Bowen an
his scheme seemed fantastic, con