anaheim-gazette 1934-10-11

SIXTEENTH INSTALLMENT The mutter dwindled to a whisper. Nancy lay quiet again. Barry sent a miserable glance at Martha. "Don't worry. I've nursed sick folks before. You go see what you can do for that man. He's hurt bad." His jaw tightened, but he went. The outer room was quiet. Kennedy's eyes were closed, but he opened them as Barry entered. "Anything more than the leg?" he asked curtly. "A rib or two, maybe. Landed on a rock. Horse stumbled and threw me." "I've sent for a doctor, but you may have to wait several hours." "I'll stick it. Might have been—still on the rock—if it hadn't been for Nancy. . . I could do with a cigarette." Barry gave him one, and held the match. "Thanks. That'll help." "Anything else?" "No. The old girl fixed me up pretty well." He grinned again in that tight fashion, made an involuntary movement and winced. "If you want to hear what happened, I'll talk." Barry nodded. Gage came over and sat down. "Go on." "I'll begin at your place." The black eyes were fixed on Barry. "I'd seen Nancy first here, but she beat me getting there. I guess you know the rest of the story by this time—if you got the truth." His glance flickered cynically from Barry to Gage. "He knows." "All right. I was afoot, because my Cleo saw the new car come in, and Petry and that woman Martha go around to the back of the house. She met Gage with a pout. "I'm awfully glad you've come. I'm getting terribly lonely up here. How is Nancy?" "She's going to live." His voice was dry. "Come in. I have something to show you." In the living room he took a wallet from his pocket, and from it extracted a neat oblong of paper. Cleo came close to a gasp of surprise, but she checked it in time. It was a check for five thousand dollars, drawn to the order of James M. Kennedy. "Kennedy! Why, that's my name on it! He's been forging it for five thousand dollars! He was one of our chafees, but I discharged him. Thank you so much!" She held out her hand, but Gage tucked the check back in his wallet. "No thanks. I'll keep it as evidence. I have a signed statement from Kennedy, too. I'm going to put them both in safe deposit." For a few seconds Cleo felt very, very cold. And very angry, but she merely moved a petulant shoulder. "You're terribly mysterious. I'm afraid I don't follow you." "Think hard," he suggested, "and maybe you'll remember. It's not such an everyday matter to pay somebody ten thousand dollars to get another woman out of your way." "You are simply outrageous!" Her face was flaming now, but fear was myself clear?" Gage had found the her hard little armor, in the world, she co to have Barry know wh to get him. At the door he paus Barry nodded. Gage came over and sat down. "Go on." "I'll begin at your place." The black eyes were fixed on Barry. "I'd seen Nancy first here, but she beat me getting there. I guess you know the rest of the story by this time—if you got the truth." His glance flickered cynically from Barry to Gage. "He knows." "All right. I was afoot, because my lights had gone wrong and I'd pitched over a bank. But I arrived in time to hear all the commotion. Then Nancy came back running for that calico horse. She sort of staggered when she got to him saying things to herself, not very loud, but it scared me. I'd asked her before I left here if she was sick, and she said no, she was all right. But she wasn't. "I tried to stop her, but she sailed right on past, and I grabbed a horse, and followed her. When I caught up she didn't know me at first. I tried to make her turn back, but she was bent on running away from something. And then my horse stumbled and threw me, and she came back and sat down alongside of me for a while. She seemed to get the idea that I was sick and she had to take me home—poor kid. I don't know why, and I don't know how we ever got here. . . It was a pretty stiff trip." He scowled at the end of his cigarette. "I guess we've all given Nancy a rotten deal. It's about time she had a break. Martha hurried out and paused on her way to the kitchen. "Barry, you might bring in some wood. I want good fire and plenty of hot water. She's all choked up." Barry made for the door. Gage was left alone with the man who had meant to blackmail his wife. (Kennedy broke a stiff silence. "Listen!" he said abruptly. "I'll be laid up for a long time. I don't like you and you hate me, but I like to pay my debts, and this one won't wait. Pull up closer—I've got to talk fast." The young doctor from the county seat said it was pneumonia. He spoke briskly of health and youth and vitality, but on the second day he asked some odd questions, and added a guarded remark about reduced resistance and evidences of a long emotional strain. He agreed, after a brief hesitation, to stay with them for the first twenty-four hours, provided someone would return to his office with a message. Petry almost lived in the gray car. News trickled in to Marston, carefully edited. For a few seconds Cleo felt very, very cold. And very angry, but she merely-moved a petulant shoulder. "You're terribly mysterious. I'm afraid I don't follow you." "Think hard," he suggested, "and maybe you'll remember. It's not such an everyday matter to pay somebody ten thousand dollars to get another woman out of your way." "You are simply outrageous!" Her face was flaming now, but fear was crowding her close. "That's a ridiculous thing to say. And do you think that anyone would doubt my word against that of a discharged chauffeur—a broken-down gambler—and—" She stopped, realizing that she had said too much. Gage gave her a brief smile. "You're well posted on his record aren't you? And you didn't discharge him, he left. I have evidence of that, too. I also have detailed affidavits covering some of your conversations with Kennedy. One of them is particularly instructive. That was the time you tried to buy back this check from him. Maybe you recollect that you'd had a new footman recently, who didn't stay very long. He was an operative from a detective agency." "Really! Perhaps you'll tell me that Kennedy was a detective too. It's too bad that he was shot the same night that your wife's sister staged a front page exit over that cliff! "Maybe he was. But be a little more careful of your speech, please." "Young woman, you've been playing a risky game, and you've lost it. It was worse than risky, it was a dirty game, and if the story ever came out you would be a long time living it down. And if your father should get wind of it, and the way you've let yourself in for blackmail, he'd pack you off somewhere. Ambrose is pretty easy with you, but he has his limits." "I shouldn't think you could afford to talk about blackmail!" Cleo blazed at him. "I suppose you mean that you the going to hold your precious documents over my head to keep me from telling." "Call it anything you please. But get this idea firmly in your head — this thing is going to stop right here. You are going to keep quiet about the whole business. I haven't told Duane yet about your attempts to railroad his wife, but at the first indiscretion he is going to get the whole nasty story. If I should die before you, the sealed papers will go to Nancy. Have I made..." The young doctor from the county seat said it was pneumonia. He spoke briskly of health and youth and vitality, but on the second day he asked some odd questions, and added a guarded remark about reduced resistance and evidences of a long emotional strain. He agreed, after a brief hesitation, to stay with them for the first twenty-four hours, provided someone would return to his office with a message. Petry almost lived in the gray car. News trickled in to Marston, carefully edited. Late in that first day the rich visitor had come in with Petry, visibly tired and brief of speech, and telegrams had smoked along the wires in some kind of code. Later a fast airplane brought a secretary from somewhere out of the East. A big new automobile appeared in an incredibly short time and went streaking out over the Junipero. While all these things were happening Anne tossed and muttered, struggling to get up and get away somewhere. Broken scraps came to them, about Paula, who was not to worry because Nancy would find a way out—Jim—murder—a policeman—mustn't be arrested, because everything would come out—she must hurry, and send her contract over a feliff. And presently Nancy did not babble and they dared look at each other again. Gage had Petry drive him up to the Perch, and took Martha with him. For nearly four days Cleo had been virtually alone at Eagle's Perch. All of her neat plans had tumbled once more, but one hard, bright little thought winked up out of the ruins. Nancy might die. The first day of isolation she had endured, because one could not openly do much else when people were sick, but the second day was less excusable, and now her eyes were bright with repressed temper. Added to that was the fact that she was finding it difficult to get away. There were two cars now but they were always in use. And the saddle horses had been turned out somewhere. Rev. I. N. Demy says: I have found nothing in the past 20 years that can take the place of Dr. Miles Anti-Pain Pills. They are a sure relief for my headache." Sufferers from Headache, Neuralgia, Toothache, Backache, Sciatica, Rheumatism, Lumbago, Neuritis, Muscular Pains, Periodic Pains, write that they have used Dr. Miles Anti-Pain Pills with better results than they had even hoped for. Countless American housewives would no more think of keeping house without Dr. Miles Anti-Pain Pills than without flour or sugar. Keep a package in your medicine cabinet and save yourself needless suffering. At Drug Stores—25c and $1.00 DR. MILES' ANTI-PAIN PILLS ANAHEIM GAZETTE express that goes through the Junction at seven. I've wired for a compartment for you, and Petry will take you over. Martha is packing your trunk now. I told her to. Good-bye." The door closed behind him. When Nancy awoke it was mid-afternoon and someone was sitting on an absurdly low stool beside her bed. He was bent over, with his head resting on his hands, and the stool was so low that the bowed head was only a little way from her finger tips, where they rested limply on the bed. It was a brown head, with thick hair roughened in the way she had loved. It couldn't be real. She moved her hand to touch it. "Oh—hello!" He tried so hard to be matter of fact—not to frighten her. "It's pretty nice to see you awake again." "Nice." She repeated it with dreamy content. Her hand went up slowly, and touched his cheek, and he caught hold of it and held it closer, turning his head to bury his lips in a soft pain. "Sweet little Nancy! If you will just get well—and come back, there's nothing else in the world that's going to matter." "Nice!" she said again, and released a happy sigh. Under her groping fingers his cheek was suddenly wet. "Trail's End," she murmured contentedly. "I was hoping—it would be." She dropped off to sleep again, holding his hand. There was still much to be done be- myself clear?" Gage had found the one weak spot in her hard little armor. Of all the people in the world, she could least endure to have Barry know what she had done to get him. At the door he paused. "There's an GRAND OPENING FRIDAY AND 131 WEST CENTER FORMER LOCATION OF ED. 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Liver Sausage, lb. 15¹/₂c Boiled Ham, lb. 44¹/₂c Salami (Kosher) lb. 15¹/₂c Minced Ham Pimento Loaf, lb. 24¹/₂c RABBITS Fresh Local . . lb. 25¹/₂c BOILING BEEF . . lb. 5¹/₂c BUTTER Rose Bud Quarters . . lb. 32¹/₂c AMERICAN GENUINE WISCONSIN LONG HORN JACK, lb. RABBITS Fresh Local 1b. 25c BOILING BEEF 1b. 5c BUTTER Rose Bud Quarters 1b. 32c HENS Certified Fresh Dressed 1b. 19 c JOE'S HOME GROWN VIE BANANAS 3 lbs. 11 c Belifluer Apples 10 lbs. 19 c Fresh Summer Squash 2 lbs. 5 c Burbank Potatoes 10 lbs. 12 c see you awake ted it with dreamy went up slowly, and and he caught hold closer, turning his in a soft pain. If you will just back, there's nothold that's going to again, and released fingers his cheek murmured comping—it would be." sleep again, holduch to be done be- for life could go its normal way again. There was, as Gage bluntly put it, publicity to be thought of. A girl named Nancy Curtis, who had been drowned last May, must come to life again. The young doctor would be professionally discreet. Cleo had gone, but Gage had assured them that she would be unable to tell anything more than the version which they would give out. Barry received it without comment. He went in to see Kennedy. "Getting in practice for a trip," Kennedy explained off-handedly. "The doctor is going to get an ambulance-rigged truck out here to start me off. How is Nancy?" "Better. She—asked after you." "Good little trouper." The hard black eyes sattened for an instant. "They don't come any better than Nancy. You might—no, I'll say it in a letter. You needn't mind—it'll be perfectly proper." "I don't. I've learned things." Kennedy broke the silence. "I saw the former Mrs. Kennedy this morning. She was very careful not to look this way. I suppose they've made it up, and everything is all rosy again?" "I think so." Barry was curt about it. He could not discuss the Gages' affairs with Jim Kennedy. Barry thanked God for Nancy, and swung off for a walk. 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