The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-06-11
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SYNOPSIS
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KATHARINE STRHkhUltSl,
 DcautifuI, 20, is in love with
 MICHAEL. HEATHEROE who
 runs riding school. knthafine's
 father Is rich and her step.
 mother, BERTINE, is snObbish.
 ZOE PARKER, Katharine's
 friend. has an unhappy love af-
 fair and is saved from suicide by
 young DIR. JOHN KAYE.
 SALLY MOON, local cOquette,
 tricks Michael in to an engage
 mcnt. Katharine hears he is to
 marry sally and Is brOkcn-hcart-
 cd.
 She Oterhears two detectives
 asking for Michael's address and
 thinking him in danger, ruslies
 to warn him. Michael sets on
 with Katharine in her car. He
 tells her he loves her and asks
 her to marry him. Impulsiveiy
 Katharine agrees. They are mar
 ried in nm obscure little town.
 Then Michael goes back to face
 the detectives.
 CHAPTER XXVI
 The faced men met Mich aeI on the steps. You're Heath eroe?"
 T am" Michael faced them easily. There was casual poise about the tall young man in the worn tweeds. The elder of the strangers said, Born at Castle Donegal in Ballymeena ?"
 Michael shrugged his broad shoulders. 'I was born in Ire- land. My father never said"
 Raised at Bark ranch, five miles out of town called Wat sons Gully. Montana?" the man pursued, quite as if the other had not spoken.
 "What's this all about?" Mi chael asked, with a hint of steel in his quiet voice. T find you fellews in full charge of my house, asking questions taking possession without by your leave or"
 Hold your horses, young fel- ler!" the heavier, taller of the two intruders interrupted. we've orders to find Michael Heath eroe. aged 26, born to Francis Albert Drayton Heatheroe and his wife, Muriel. at Donegal in Ire land"
 .'Well, I've told you I'm he," said Michael in some impatience and, it would seem, disgust. "what about it?"
 Much about it, young feller me lad" The detective rolled the words on his tongue with unc- ton, enjoying the flash of anger in his opponents eyes. You've come into money, and that's the straight of it. 'Tisn't often we get job like this and get the back of yer hand for it, like. Mostly it's crooks we're after we're a very we'll known firm. dye seer" He extended, between a rather soiled forefinger and a business card which Mi- chael accepted with every evil dehce of distrust.
 "Malley & Gerhardt, detec- tives,' he read aloud. "All right, & Gerhardt, tell me about it."
 That's talking" approved the elder. motioning his partner to a seat. "They came to us in Oma- Ina where we have our headquar- ters. They says, Find this young Heatheroe if ye can'." \ 'sWho's 'they'?" demanded Mi- chael inpatiently.
 "The English fellers. Two of them Solicitors, they call them selves. Seems they'd been in watson's Gully and nobody knew hair nor hide about where ye'd taken off to. Said ye'd picked up and beat it last year when yer partner made off with the money"
 "Oh, they did, did they?"
 ..'We traced ye to Texas" con- tinued Mir. Malley, crossing one plump leg over the other and al- lowing the ashes of his cigar to sift carelessly all over the floor of the porch. "We lost it there for a while. Ye'd a job there for some saved yer money and were sober, they said"