The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1938-01-06

Listen to me, inspector. The
man who robbed Lola Hunt is serv-
ing supper at the Trent h-house on
the pointl"
Inspector Bill Harrison smiled.
curious smile.
"Wish I'd known this before. Miss
Reyburn. I've just come from the
point, following a tip I. had. What's
the dope on this bandit? Is it the
same guy you saw at the Supper
club"
ut must be, Inspector. To-
night" Before she had finished
telling of the alleged Waiter.s=re-
mark about Maggie Cassidy pic
ture, machinery was cracking
again and the man at the micro.
phone was broadcasting distinctly
calling car 1a42.-Ear 1912. Car
| 1912. Go to Trent house ON point.
Inspector will meet you, Calling car
6T84. Car 6784. Car 6784. Go to
| Trent house ON point. Inspector will
meet you. y
Inspector Bill Harrison was out
| of the room before the man at the
micropflone rad completed the call.
One of the officers turned over two
discs ON the U-tabies the other
froWned at her with the bluest, most
| Irish eyes she ever had seen as he
answered her unspoken question:
1--WE don't dare be more explicit
over the mike, Miss. The thugs
pick up the messages"
II hope they get there in time,
Sergeant"
"Tine for what, Miss?"
at think--I think he's there to get
Mrs. Gregory's diamonds-she's-
she's simply plastered with them
tonight"
| Jerry Field was pacing the lower
| corridor when she reached 1t.
cts about time you appeared,
| Brookel | was just coming up to
look for you. What do we do next?'
Back TO the party of eourse.'
The wind swirled her short hair,
clutched at her satin skirts, tugged
at her velvet wrap as they went
down the Jail steps. AS Jerry Field
tucked the robe about her wet feet
he looked up. Snow had settled in
the brim of his soft hat, Whitened
his shoulders.
Lets make a break for town.
sweet thing, and make that yarn
you told Taku the truth
The expression in his eyes, the
break in his voice hurt her. She
said unsteadily:
'.Please, Jerryl | can't care fol-
you that way. Take me back quick
", will you? We mustn't miss Sam
party"
ooh Sam! Sam is your white
haired boy. He's all that you Rey
burn women think OF or care about
| believe you'd sell your soul FOL
hint" !,
After one look at his grim mouth
and gloomy eyes, Brooke snugglec
. into her corner Of the seat.
They sped in silence through TN
night. Toward the east the drab
, heavy clouds were thinning before
a spreading radiance.
Il believe the snow is letting up
Jerry. Look! The moon is trylnl
: to break throughl Drive faster.
t can't wait TO know what has hap
!" pened =
Don't worry, you'll get to tn
4 party all right"
' Brooke ignored his gruffness. %
/ course / want to get to the party
r Then shan't feel guilty that
dragged you away from the fun an
8 CONGRATULATIONS. Leave me at LOOK
out House. / must change thes
IL soaked sandals before | join the fes
t tivities. Here we are.
! From the top of the steps 81
looked down at Field who was ioot
n ing up at her.
J. M sorry, jerry" she viii
II pered softly, before she entered tn
. house and closed the door benin
her.
! 'He doesn't really love me, he
! spoiled boy who wants what h
) can't have" she treasured hersel
10 as in her boudoir she changed he
d wet sandals.
She readjusted the rhinestone ar
st emerald clip on her white frocl
!" sprayed perfume on her hair, pov
sr dered her nose, accented her lip
Is She shook her head at the lookin
at glass girl.
~ Stating, aren't you, Brooke Re
burn? You dread to face Mark Ire
IS with that will you've kept back f
IN two days, don't you? Get going
RS She crossed to the desk, foul
the key where she had hidden it.
,e- Zero hour" she said aloud, al
10. unlocked the drawer in which s.
had placed the will.
as She looked down.
Ut The drawer was empty.
eft
CHAPTER XIV