The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-07-12
The WI,ife CoCIknfoo
by Migsos G. Eberhare

obeyed. She said calmly: You'd as well not make a move, Lovschiem. l think our friend is rather likely to shoot us." It was very still in the small lobby while our eyes met and locked. Very, still except for the small rustic of the cockatoo scram- bling from his perch to the desk. From the corner of my eyes could see him sidle toward his mistress. She did not move or shift her eyes from mine as the bird caught her green sleeve and pulled him. self clumsily in a curious kind of hand-over-hand movement to her shoulder. Pucci chuckIed hoarsely and laid his wide bill alongside his mis- tress's warm red hair. But there was something wrong--something that didn't add-some quantity that was not.right. ~ Pucci was pushing his bill into the red hair. He was pushing and pushing He was pulling. He was pulling at something that was thin and white and folded and that finally came entirely from the mass of red hair. It was a thin folded paper.
 Madame Grethe heard suddenly some small rustic. and she moved her head and cried. "Pucci!" in strangled voice.
 Put down your hands. Lov. schem. Give me that paper. ma dame."
 She did so. She did not hesitate, as I had known she would not. She took 1t gently and carefully from Pucci and put it in my hand. The paper was what thought 1t was.
 d COMMOTION of footsteps and
 A voices arose outside. and the door was flung open and Lorn was there. Even in that hurried instant was conscious of the singular
 look he gave us: it held surprise and kind of disappointment and at the same time decision. Lorn pointed at me and said something very sharp, and the DO. lice fell upon me. and gripped my arms.
 "So," said above things to Lorn. "So that is the reason. You must supply them with murderer"
 "There's no use talking like that. "Sundean," said Lorn. You can't defend yourself, They will find the poison in your room. where found it and thus was convinced of your guilt"
 was dimly conscious that the man who had called himself Fran cis Tally had appeared in the door, way of the lounge. M m Madame" l said to Grethe. "ask these policemen to free my arms for a moment. l won't try to escape l-l couldn't" m Then. before their eyes brought out the envelope in which Francis Tally's last letter to his sister had
 been sent. And 1 had also a small irregular piece Lf wax which l had found on the landing where the body of Michael Stravsky had lain. | There was not sound while fitted the broken wax to the half of the seal which still remained on the envelope. The two pieces fitted exactly and made one. | I said to Lorn:
 You have killed and killed for the Tally millions"
 "Take him away! Arrest him!" You killed Stravsky., and you killed Marcel and you. killec the priest. And when you killed Strav- 'sky because you had witnessed the abduction and Sues return and you, thought Stravsky had got, her token-when you killed Stravsky you broke this wax from the sea: of the letter, you were bringing Sue from her brother. It fell there. It's going to convict you.
 And you killed Marcel so he couldn't tell what he knew of you. And you killed the priest because you discovered he was the real Francis Tally and that he'd seen the real Sue and that spoiled your plan. You killed him. and that's
 where you got Sues token. at last. Her brother had found 1t and taken it-perhaps to see if it matched his own. And you trapped yourself
 when you did that. m That proved that there was someone else after the token. Some. one besides the Lovschiems. For 1t
 was gone. Yet the Lovschiems did not have 1t. And 1t was not on the priests body"
 Grethe said in still way: "It's
 true. It was in his room. found It."
 Lorn had shrunk into his brown
 coat; he was only shadowed eyes and chalk-yellow face. and he no
 longer screamed at the policemen.
 fcopyriaht. 1888. Mianop c. Ebsrharu 
 Tomorrow, the last links of ! the chain fall. into place, A..-.--