The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1938-06-18

ram naQ wheeled Q6I DaAIDW DNCA
from the Lorne's garage and
dumped her ambergris. still COW
cred with the tarpaulin, down the
chute. Then, somehow. she had got
it into the coal bin and covered il
with coal.
He was so positive that the am
bergris would be in under the coal
that it came as shock to find that
it wasn't
Pam might, of course, have
wheeled the barrow directly in the
back door. The abnormally high
door sill would have presented a
problem, but if she solved it, she
might have left the ambergris in
any one of the other rooms.
Asey began a cautious investiga-
ton. One of the rectangles was Q
laundry, with old-fashioned soap
stone tubs. There was no trace OF
the ambergris there. The other odd
rectangular room was fitted up as
a workshop. Everything was in
plain sight, and there were no clos
cts or cubby holes il. which to hide
anything. The other triangle which
matched the furnace room was
empty except for an old churn and
a dust mop. The two largest rooms.
the peculiar six-sided things, were
both damned full of dusty furni-
ture. sfa
Nothing was big enough to hold
the ambergris. The old trunks
were far too small, and the lids
were still opened from the fren-
zied search OF Hansoti's men for
Pam Frye, the night before. TRIO
sYou-of1 you in thereP 35sW
"Yup,H Asey put on his gold
hnmed glasses. Il found my sprigs.
They-where are you? They was
--oho. / thought you was that
cop" he added as Aaron Frye
walked up to him.
YES" Mr.. Frye said. "Yes."
I'm IncOg'
LIE stared searchingly at Asey,
1 l and Asey stared back at him.
He had almost forgotten what q
distinguished looking man Aaron
was, with his massive head and
white hair that somehow Cancelled
his slight stoop. His grey flannel
suit was old, but neat and well cut.
EYES," Mr.. Frye said, obviously
puzzled as to what Asey was doing
and who he was anyway, what is
going on? I'm sure Pam never
mentioned anything about having
the windows fixed, although the
dear Lord knows they need it. ]
should have got to ii myself--see
here, If you're more reporters"
He stopped uncertainty. If. Asey
thought, he had happened to be
more reporters, he could get an in
terview from Aaron Frye without
half trying. He could almost feel
the man trying to decide whether
to dig to the root Of the situation
himself. or to call in the trooper.
"The last time you seen me, !"
Asey said, twas at your wife's
mothers house. A fourth of July
back-oh, ten years ago. easy. ]
was teachin' your daughter to sail,
around that time"
"Oh." Frye was obviously re-
lieved, you're"
'sYup, but I'm incog.," Asey told
him. Right now, I'm the man Pam
hired to fix windows. ] can't see
why she didn't tell you. She made
q point of my comm here this af-
ternoon. Name Of Nickerson."
"Why, | do remember now, Nick
erson, Frye played up nobly. once
he had been given his cue. yes,
indeed. Nickerson. ] wonder IL you
could fix my study Window The
latch is very bothersome. In fact,
he added as they walked down the
hall to the door, sits really beyond
repair, but Pam said she was GER
tain you could fix il If anyone
could. An, Shorty" he spoke to the
trooper, Hit's Nickerson, you know.
Quite all right, really. Ny daugh-
ter did tell me that he was coming,
but ] forgot. I'm forgetful. Shorty
knows how forgetful am, too. He
had to save the house from flames
today when | absent@fninded by
filed the oil stove tank with water.
l can't think why. I never did be-
fore--it,s all right il he fixes the
Itch On my window. isn't II
Shortly
.sSure | guess 50. Mr.. Frye. Sure,
alright CO Ahead Hanson said nc
one was TO- come TO see you. but
he's gone till midnight"
In the book lined study at the
front of the house, Aaron pulled up
an old Morris chair and sat down
Where Is sheg"
Asey shook his head. "She was
all right with me last night. Then
she lit out. But I'm not worryin
about her, because / think she's
one girl that can take OF herself.
I'm not worryin' q bit about her.
Now look - how ahsent-minded
are your"
Frye smiled. Terribly, some
times. AS | was today about that
stove. More often, as Pam knows
it's . matter Of policy. A very po-
lite method Of ignoring things
don't want TO be bothered with
Particularly town affairs. But Il
there's something you wish 10 tel
me. and you're afraid III blurt il
out-well, think you may safely
trust me"
Have you any idea what Pam
found on the beach yesterday af-
ternoong" Asey asked.
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VIII Asey and the ambergrIss DenI
miss Mondays chapter.