The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-11-17
BY ROB EDEN

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proposition made to her before she
left home.
At Bottom
ut certainly looks as If Shore
were at the bottom OF it," lands
admitted. DO yoa know where he
is, now ,"
He was in town. here, I'm sure
of that. Perhaps he's still here, l
don't know"
IF he is. well find him. He's
probably at a hoteL'
But very likely under a differ
ent name" Jill suggested. Il
should think he would be, If he's
here on something crooked"
What was in the box, or is that
secret7'
Jill told him, first about the
bonds. and then about the paper,
the confession, her uncle had call
ed it, establishing his former
partners guilt of the crime Of
which he had been accused.
Former Partner
DO you know who the former
partner was?" Lands wanted to
know.
"Of course. 1t was Fenwick. oh.
I know you probably think it
sounds like a fairy story it doesn't
even sound very convincing to me
as 1 tell it, but I'm certain it's
true. Mother insists that it is, she
always knew there was some ter
rible mistake about the, the
trouble uncle was in"
She looked closely at his face,
and wondered If she had been
wise in taking him into her conf
dence.
After all, he was friendly with
the Fenwicks, Nina was in love
with him. Perhaps he was in love
with Nina. Shed probably been a
fool to tell him all this and run
the risk of him going direct to
Fenwick with the story.
Remote Chances
II Fenwick knew of the exis-
tence of the confession, her chances
of ever recovering it and the con-
Itents of the box would become in
creasingly remote.
She voiced some of her fear to
Brock.
You won't, you wouldn't tell
anyone what I've told you, would
you ?"
of course not. I heard the
story in confidence, and regardless
of what I think of Fenwick or any
member of his family I wouldn't
betray your secret. That's strictly
your business, and I admire you
tremendously for what you're try
ing to do, clear the name of your
uncle"
Then you do believe that the
confession exists ?"
II don't know, of course, I'd
have to see it first. It would ne
tremendously interesting, at any
rate
why do you think Shore would
want the box. aside from the
bonds ?" she asked.
IL he's the kind of a lawyer you
think he is, the so-called confess
sion would mean a tremendous lot
to him-much more than a few
bonds"
You mean he'd use it for"
"Blackmail. That's what
mean. I'd try to find him, by all
means"
Stolen Box
But how, how could ever
prove anything against him, as
Stunning that he did arrange to have
the box stolen ?"
Through the repair man, the
man you think is burglar. Be-
cause we didn't find his picture,
that is no proof he's not a crook.
He may not be known here. Per-
haps he's well known in your home
town. That's how Shore would
know him. See?
She nodded.
Tell you what I'll do, I'll have
your drawing photographed in the
morning and send copies to the
police there. I have connections,
and it will be easy"
She thanked him gratefully.
Now let's forget all this blood
and thunder mystery and dance"
he suggested. There's a lot Of
very good music going to waste
Strangely enough, Jill did find
herself forgetting everything but
her enjoyment of being in Brooks
arms. of whirling about the floor
to the music of a famous orches-
ira, and it was a shock when
Brock glanced at his watch and
saw 1t was midnight.
Work TO Do
We'll, it's late he said. I'm
sorry, but have some work to do
yet tonight"
She agreed 1t was time to stop.
and after going to her room for.
her repair man. sketch, said
good night.
She lay awake until nearly
dawn, her thoughts not on the
errand on which she had come to
Rawlton, but on Brock Lands.
Ito Be Continued)