Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1935-06-06

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which it might then be kept in place.
He hesitated no longer. Stepping
forward, he grasped the rings, lifted
the trapdoor, and secured the bolt. A
suffocating stencil from the feathers all
but choked him. He took down the
iron from it's place on the wall, thrust
ing it through the mound and into the
pit. He CROPPED about, until, sicken-
ingly, the hook established contact with
what he knew to be human body.
Leaning back, he dragged, dragged,
until at the edge of the door there
came hitch. He readjusted the iron.
And so, presently, through that mound
of feathers-covered with feathers
suffocated in feathers-out came the
victim.
One glance sufficed to show that the
man was dead. His contorted face was
horrible to see. But Dawson Haig had
little compassion to spare.
First-the keys! He found them.
Next, he emptied all the dead mans
pockets, transferring the contents hap
hazard to his own. Finally, he heaved
the body into the straw-lineM box and
set the lid in place. Holes for some
twenty nails were already blred in it.
Then, lowering the heavy trap, he
stood still, listening. There was no
sound. Light came through an iron
grating some three feet above his head,
opening, SO far as he could make out,
upon a narrow, brickenclosed court
yard. From this courtyard, doubtless,
steps led down to the locked door of
the cellar.
Footsteps sounded in the courtyard
above. Haig darted lightly Mp the
stairs, regained the passage, and there
stood still, waiting.
Two men entered. They talked to-
gether in subdued voices in Arabic.
He knew that they were removing the
chest. Presently, heavy dragging foot
steps told him that they were carry
ing it up the stairs to the courtyard
beyond. He heard dull bump as they
laid it down. One of them returned
and closed the door.
Muffled sounds, voices; and, finally
silence.
The Wallaroo had left Ter berth.
and the pilot was taking her down the
Canal when Dawson Haig hurst inrD
the office of Shale, the British consul.
The consul, standing just behind his
desk, looked up.
THANK God!" he exclaimed. I'm
spector! you have found her?"
Dawson Haig shook his head saw
agely. But l konw where she was
kidnapped" he replied. What don't
know is where she has been taken.
But first of all, it is most important
that my presence here shall not be
known to a soul outside this Office.
Not word that anyone has seen me!
The gang we are up against think me
dead, and l intend them to go on think
ing it, Do you understand"
The four men in the consul's Office
signified that they understood
81 want Doctor Oestler and the wom
an Ednam arrested at Suez."
Shale merely nodded and made
note.
Il want you to get party together"
Haig went on rapidly. II can easily
describe the place they have to 60 to
and here are the keys. have just
escaped from there myself. want it
searched from roof to cellar, and I
want the man Mohammed, who is sup
posed to be the proprietor under lock
and key some time tonight Is that
plain, Mr.. Consult"
The consul nodded and scrubbed
rapidly some notes upon a pad. This
he thrust into the hand of one of the
men. For Captain Ellis! Bring hiri
back as soon as ever you find him p
"How do get to Keneh?" Haig de-
manded. "She may be there Anyway.
I'm going to see."
IN make arrangements-nigh: train
from Cairo" Shale pressed a be but
ton.
"In the meantime, as she's an Amer
lean citizen, can l leave it to you 70
advise Mr.. Forman, her consul'p Haig