The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-07-01

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 ." hnaA co moi need to assure you iha we tase told nc one If there 5. d. re rave feared. a scheme | rGb Misa Tally [ her inheritance. T IS not one we have brought about by q careless revealing of her mothers dying confidence. We have eFeq kepf the, fact .nie enur.knnwtedsf from Miss Tally. We understood. of course. that t was (. delicate mat ter and one that invited danger
 Fine and fairand careful.
 At once my growing opinion Of the precious two gave one feeble flicker and collapsed. It was far too fine and fair and careful. Grethe's eyes were. too. cautious. and they held too brooding a flame as they met Francis Taily's,a felt that her claws were unsheashin them. selves, her white muscles gather ing tensely.
 And look at Marcus's face con. firmed my feeling, for it bore silly look of combined dismay. fright. and ludicrous relief as his quicker. witted mate spoke
 "Oh. of course. Of course" said Francis Tally scarelessly. as if it didn't in the least matter The point is we don't need the papers that were in the envelope. There is perfectly simple way for my sis ter to prove her identity. And ] suppose she is willing to do so at once and end this uncertainty"
 s"I'll match your own token, Fran els" said Sue pleasantly.
 FRANCIS whirled sharply to look ! at her. Even Lorn. who had, as usual. mysteriously turned up at a crisis, seemed to sense something under her voice. ands.I caught his speculative. thoughtful look and wondered about it.
 There had been something queer about Lorn-s some impalpable diff ference. It had come with Francis Tally's unheralded arrival. but il was nothing to which 1 had clue What. had he been doing-what, perhaps, had he discovered? There was certainly something very strange back of his guarded dark eyes as he watched Francis Tally, What do you mean?" Francis voice went upward a note or two, a .'Only that" said Sue still pleas antly.
 Francis ace slowly darkened. "But. my dear girl,"' he said, "it is. you who must prove your iden tity to me. Don't you think you are reversing matters a little?" i, !. ."'No."" said Sue quietly. There was firmness under her voice. but it was still quiet and. curiously. there was spark of gayety in the glance she flung toward me. l was interested to note that Francis face was less bland. What would he say? What would he do? He shot a glance al Madame Grethe. who watched with her feline look of secret. guarded waiting. He said.
 "You forget that am sole arbitei of the matter. And in any case sister. l think 1t night be better te continue our conversation in a less public place, Shall we" He mo toned toward the parlor. and Sue preceded him. meekly enough. but with another glance at me. Grethe, with a sharp word tt Lovschiem. vanished. Lovschien followed her. and Lorn. looking un decidedly after Francis. as if wait ing for some indication of Francis wishes, sat down beside me. Neither of us spoke for time: l was lost in my thoughts. and Lorn wal equally engrossed in some mysteri ous speculations of his own.
 Well" l remarked at last. hay ing reached a cul-de-sac. in my req soning from which there was only one exit. and that too incredible to take a,s .esa Well enough. l suppose ahe re piled a bit grudgingly. He was watching the door to the parloi carefully. Well enough"
 I said bluntly:
 "See here. Lorn, I've got a feel ing that you know more about this affair than you are willing to admit. Is that true?"
 His chin sank a little into the collar of the dark topcoat he still wore owing to the barn-like chm of the hotel. He had slouched doHy in his chair. and looked aabby and baggy-trousered and altogether in effective. E a n 4g
 "Yes and no." he said. If I do know something. the time isn't ripe for it yet"
 He flicked a look at ma I could read nothing at all in his clouded dark eyes.
 You're not telling me to mind my own business. are you?
 Mot precisely" said Lorn. with rather startling candor. but il might be better for you if you did" < fCopyrioht. 1888. Mi0non c. EbsrhartJ
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