The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1934-05-09
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6p00k enough, n 6ne WoolQ say, TO
put up . battle and damn all odds.
Il was just possible, then, it
seemed just supposable, that some-
thing might be accomplished
through appealing to that still vital
sense Of fair-play.
Beyond reasonable doubt she
knew where 1squith kept himself in
New York and how to get in quick
touch with him, even a. she was
surely az cosront with the latest
Developments Of this desperate bus
mess that had % lightly added MUIR
der TO it, account Of lesser offenses.
The telephone book listed one
:Boyes, Tsrssa" and gave the num-
Der Of an apartment house on Park
Avenue; Lanyard consulted it for
nothing else: it was not his inten-
ton to call up and find out whether
the lady would be at home to him
he could act only on the assump-
ton that she would be. In taking
her By surprise resided his best
chance Of success. And the hour
was 20 late already that he was
loath to lose time waiting for Crane
to return or telephone,
A taxicab took him SO speedilv
that he had scant opportunity to
test the anticipations kindled bv its
high-down style. He was in its yery
shadow before he could identity the
building or look aloft to see that it
was . proper fellow to its neigh
bors, > tower, indeed, to all intents.
Of terraced cliffs climbing to the
stars and shaming them with an
Illuminated cap-piece as gaudy as
the Neutrality-suspicious., in fine, with
the monumental pretensions Of this
theatrical new New York that had
in 50 few years risen from the ruin.
OF its handsome self-wrecked yes
terdays.
Man Of his own time that he was.
nicely in tune with its temper. Ian.
yard moved without false humility
through portals whose magnificence
might have abashed an emperor.
and found himself in an entrance
hall OF comparatively mean propor-
lions, although apparently deco
rated by Z voluptuary on q spree.
where brawny mercenaries waited
IN court attire with white-silk
calves complete, and classify viewed
his intrusion, Is If to say that moth
Ing. howscever 0sttre, could unsettle
their bovine apathy. And taking
this into consideration, Lanvard
abandoned his first intention. to
send up his name.
THE apartment Of Mrs, Boyce.n
b inquired Of the first attendant
he met, what floor?"
THE thirty-first, sir. What
"Mrs. Boyce is expecting me-"
Lanyard negligently informed the
fellow, and walked forthwith into
. waiting elevator.
Out Of the corners Of his ewes he
saw . shrug resign him to the care
OF the elevator attendant; the in.
ference being that no mortal whose
boa6 tides were not all they ought
g be would conceivably present
himself 1T these apartments. The
elevator became q shut box. one AZ
whose walls was almost immediateIv
reopened. A respectful gesture in
v1ted the passenger to walk out. He
said, incredulously: "Already?" a
bored voice replied: sYes, sir. Mrs
Boyce's apartment 10 B." Then the
shaft-door closed soundlessly. and
Lanyard was aware Of q startlinO
silence. 80 entire that he could eas.
lily, by shutting his eyes. have I'M
agtned himself in the bowels Of the
Great Pyramid.
The corridor, short one. boosted
but two doors, one at each end. and
both OF painted metal, vet implaI1s-
IDLY grained to resemble wood. I'm
yard touched the sunken push-buf,
ton 1T the one that bore the letter
3; and after . minute It was opened
70 him by . dwarfed creature IA 4
white-duck Jacket.
"Mrs. Boyce?" As he nro.
nounced the name. Lanyard. with.
out waiting for the servant Ia rive
way, coclly moved on into the fcyns
'She y expecting me, he CONFIDENT
y added.
!. What name. plisl ! do not know
+ Madame - home. I 60 see"
Lanyard, with his most matter.
oe-courss manner taking OF his TOP.
cost, turned . severe eve On tx
man. Thought I told Won MrS
Boyco was expecting me- he ~.
served III faint fatie,e. DIP "a r.
engaged, III wait"
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