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Mason City, Iowa
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Friday, February 27, 1931
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r.V. L 11 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE FEBRUARY 27 1931 MAD LAUGHTER . kztK*m or CVMTIUI, nusu awocwrotf-corrnwHT. tm A THRILLING MYSTERY STORY * by MILES BURTON CHAPTER 21 . Dick Penhampton was shown in, and greeted Dr. Weatherleigh with ' considerable deference. He waa anxious for a conversation with Alison's father, and had eagerly accepted her suggestion that he should call for her at the Magnificent. But, now that .he had arrived he was tongue-tied, seeking in vain for some topic with which to be- Dr. Weatherleigh solved his difficulty for him. "I happened to see l your name in the paper today, Mr Penhampton," he said conversationally. "You appear to have performed a moat unpleasant duty with considerable credit to yourself." Dick grinned foolishly. He had read'the report of the inquest on Pussy Herridge in the papers, but be had hoped that it had not yet come to the ears of the old antiquary. Not that very much had been said about his own exploits. Ke had merely given evidence of the finding of the body and reporting if, to the police. The coroner had sat without a. jury and had been coached by Sir Edric, who had hinted- that it was not in the interests of justice that any questions should be asked as to Dick's business on the marshes at that hour of the night. The reports had merely recorded the bare fact that a Mr. Richard Penhampton had .found the body in the ruined house. "Why, Dick, what have you been up to?" inquired Alison, a shade of anxiety in her voice. "Mr. Penhampton was-compelled ' to give evidence at an inquest, my dear," replied her father. "Merely a formal matter. He happened to be the first to find the body. An unpleasant experience and one that is better not discussed. I hear that you and my daughter are dining together, Mr. Pechampton. I trust that your evening will prove more amusing than mine. I have an engagement to attend a meeting of the Royal Neolithic Society." The conversation took a more general tvirn, and after a while Ailson left the two men together, on the plea that she wished to explore the condition of her father's wardrobe. She had not left the room many moments before Dick made up his mind to the plunge. "Look here, sir!" he exclaimed abruptly. "I want to marry Alison." He seemed to expect that Dr. Weatherleigh would be completely taken aback by this astounding declaration. If this was the case, he was destined to disappointment, for the antiquary merely smiled at him, as he would have smiled at some new discovery, which he found true to type. "May I say that I have long expected something of the kind?" he replied. Dick heaved a sigh of relief. This ^-·wefe-not the sort of parent who was . likely to throw difficulties in the way. "Then you approve, sir?" he asked diffidently. "Yes, I approve," replied Dr. Weatherleigh. "I approve because I happen to know Alison's feeling in the matter. Let me tell you that, compared with my daughter's happiness, the ordinary material considerations have no weight with me. She may marry whom she pleases, BO long as she can convince me that it is for her own happiness. Needless to say, I am extremely thankful that her choice has fallen upon a man of your character and position. I know nothing of your financial status, nor do I wish to know. I am thankful to aay that I am in a position to provide my daughter with an income sufficient to any position she may wish to maintain." . ., · "It's awfully good of you to take it so well, sir," said Dick in heartfelt relief. Dr. Weathcrliegh could not repress a smile of amusement. "My dear boy," he said, "you speak as if you had just broken a severe bereavement to me." Dick's constraint melted in laugh. "Well, it is a bereavement in a way," he pointed out. "I don't want it to be a long engagement--and--" "I understand," said Dr. Weath- erleigh quietly. "But I am used to being alone--I've been alone most of my life, you know." Dick remembered what Alison had told him of the mother who had died when she was still a baby. He found himself feeling astonishingly young and raw. The awkard silence was broken by the entry of Alison, who came rather nervously into the room and looked at them both. She then went swiftly over to her father and whispered something in h!a ear. Dr. Weatherleigh nodded and smiled. Impulsively she threw tisrr arms round him and kissed him. "You're an old darling," she exclaimed. "Now then, Dick, if you expect me to dress for dinner, it's time you took mo home." -Alisori and Dick left the room together. Dr. Weatherleigh, left alone smiled to himself. But the smile faded, and a look of great weariness overspread his face. He was losing Alison. And then the smile re-appeared at the thot that, after all, he was losing her to Dick Penhampton. Inspector Pollard felt himself personally aggrieved by the death of Pussy Herridge. One of the links In the chain by which he .hoped to establish the identity of the Funny Toff had been broken and he could not help feeling that this had been, to some extent, the result of hits own negligence. He ought to have kept a closer watch on Pussy's movements. He admitted as much, In his conversation with the assistant commissioner, after the inquest. "I feel that I am to blame, sir," ne said, knowing that a frank confession at error was the surest way of averting Sir Edric's reprimand. "If this man Herridge had "been properly shadowed, he would be alive now. But" you see how it was, sir. If my men had followed too closely, he would have known that he was being watched and would have made no attempt to get into touch with his friends. My instructions were merely to keep nim under general observation." "Well, Pollard, it's no use crying over spilt milk," replied Sir Edric. "The man's dead and that's that. The only thing we can do now is to Iry to find out how he died. But I don't quite understand how he managed to escape from observation Saturday evening," p "I can tell you that, sir," said Pollard bitterly. "I think that Herridge knew that we were watching tiim, and he was pretty careful what he did. He stayed in his house most of the time--he did a bit of cobbling when he had no other business on foot. When he wasn't there, he spent his time in the bar of the Margate Jetty. I had a man in both places, of course, and the landlord of the Margate Jetty is in with us, tho I wouldn't like ihat to go- any further, sir. I didn't' know it myself, until he told ma that he was a friend of Inspector Brooks," Sir Edrie nodded. "A very useful ally, I should imagine," he remarked. "Very useful indeed, sir," replied Pollard. "Now, I'm pertty sure that neither in- his own house nor at the Margate Jetty did Herridge hold any sort of a confidential conversation with anybody. At the Jetty, he would just have a drink or two with the regular customers, but nothing more. He was as cunning as a basket of monkeys and he wouldn't say a word that was likely to give himself or his pals away." (TO BE CONTINUED) That Oklahoma .man has at last completed his Mississippi river swim from Minneapolis to the second column on page 1.--Kessinger's Review. "Depression" is a time when people stop to ask "How much is it?" before saying "Wrap it up."--Cincinnati Enquirer. FRONT PAGE FOLK By CLIFFORD McBRIDE Thrifty dentist who decided to pull his own tooth but forgot and gave himself gas. MUGGS McGINNIS LooKrr! OMCLE. DAMUV ) OPENED A BANK ACCCWHT ^ FbR ME. TbDAV !\' w«y 'CAUSE KNOW/ U/UEM SCXN\' ON VA CAYS » CATCH ME. PUTTl.W MY MOi9.Y IN BAMK. IF 3. 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