The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1935-12-26
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; out here to do In somebody's servant
for that's who their victim was
What he had on was a tunic, and some
OF the old houses here still dress their
people like that Boots to the kneel"
"Undressed. brown leather said l.
Godfrey nodded.
He was wearing livery. Very we'll
Those four are here on some job and
the murdered man got In their way
He may have surprised them--as you
did: and 80 they just bumped him Off
But, unless I'm much mistaken. the
Job remains to be done. Otherwise
they wouldn't have buried him."
And here for the first time, think,
the thought came into my head that
we stood all three on the edge OF some
grave adventure.
And now" said Godfrey, rising
I'll lay befort you the card that I've
up my sleeve. It's not very nice
card, but It's going to count quite 4 lot
In this little game.
Il WAS staying with the Lyvedens
In Hampshire few years back. It
was a Goodwood party. and the Jew
els In the house were worth 4 lot.
Well, they were stolen all right. Bar
ley wasn't with me, but he'll remem.
Der the case"
THE Bell Hammer murders, sIrr
Exactly. Three servants and 4 DO
lceman were murdered by the fellows
who took those Jewels. They could
have laid them out or tied them up: :
but they preferred to kill them, be-
cause then they knew where they
were.
aThey never got the THE. es. but
Anthony Lyveden told me as much as
he knew: and amongst other things
he told me that the moment they
heard OF the matter the police knew
who'd done the job Only one man.
they said was ruthless and daring
enough to go such lengths And the
man was known rs Pharaoh
Now tnat's all | know. This NAV
or may not be the man. But If 1t Is
well, from what I've Just told you,
you'll gather that he doesn't like Wit
nesses."
To my great dlsmay my cousin then
announced that we must be gone from
the inn as soon rs we could
Were out to fight these men. Well,
the first thing to do Is to vanish, for
until We are out OF their ken, we
cannot attack, but must waste our
time taking precautions against an
attempt on, your life More. At the
moment not one OF those wallahs
knows yon by sight. and that's cnrd
which must not be thrown away. And
now You go ont and lose yourself In
the town. Barley and | will pack.
and I'll pick you up at nine In front
OF st. jacques. shall give out we're
going to Salzburg. and Barley can go
to the station and point the lle."
Where are we golng?' said |.
ITO Annabel,n said my cousin. Il
liked the look OF the village and I'm
sure they'll do us proud at The Reap
Ing Hook. And now you pop Off, my
son. Every minute Is precious. as you
must see"
made my way out of the inn and
when some servant or other ran after
me. letter In hand, took the mlssiye
from him as man In q dream. |
did not open the letter. had no
need: for one thing, 1t was already
open. and for another, knew what
the envelope held. And that was a
shoemaker's bill
~ iEats nUw fpfr Tar from easy, !
frankly confess. | could not get away
from the fact that the enemies that
] had made were no ordinary men.
First, they had frustrated the watch
we had kept: then, they had gained
their end, which was, of course, to get
to know me by sisht--for someone, no
doubt was In waiting, to see me come
out of the inn and, lastly, they had
Informed me In unmlstakable terms
TINT they were fully aware that had
seen them at work. All this, may
say, In little more than an hour.
AS | entered the bustIng market, |
wondered what Godfrey would say. n.
1t suddenly came to my mind that
as like as not | now was being fol-
lowed by whoever 1t was that Ind
watched me come out OF the inn. AT
once determined to see II this was
the case and Ii 1t was to endeavor to
turn the tables On the man who was
80 engaged.
made my way out OF the market
and into an alley too narrow for carts
to use
For more than an hour wandered
the curious streets. crossing and stop
ping and dling and turning back, but
never set eyes upon any one OF the
four or on anyone else that could
fairly suspect. and at last i decided
to rest and drink before making my
way to st Jacques.