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The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 15

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A;THWlNG MYSTERY MASON 'CITY GLOBE-CfAZETTB ' « \ ' *- , MARCH 14 mi 1931 t- 1 v ' CHAPTER 34 Wok soon-learnt the routine tha house. Dr. Weatherleigh was- ait early riser, and was hi the bafti of,-going round the estate and'glv lug orders before" 1 breakfast. Tha m«M disposed of,"he disappear* lato his study, a most comfortabl _roofti, surrounded !by..gla3s-fronte shelves full of priceless antique until the dressing gong rang, onl eiherging fofr lunch and tea. B then, he' declared, his day's wor was finished. After dinner he woul drink, a few glasses of vintage port and then, for preference, adjourn t the billiard room, where both he an Alison proved themselves remark ably expert with a cue. On the third day of Dick's staj at Lestrldge Hall, Dr. Weatherleigl came down to dinner with a worried expression on his face, and was un usually/ silent during the meal. All son said nothing 1 untU he had con sumed his second glass of port Ttien, when her father's expressloo had begun to're-assume its acctis tomed serenity, she asked her ques tion. "What's the matter, Father" Out with it Has one of your treasures turned out to be a forgery's One might'expect anything after that Glozel affair." Dr. Weatherleigh's features relaxed into a smile. "Nothing so serious as that,'my dear," he replied. "Nothing- at all, In fact, except that I am foolish enough to be annoyed by trifles. William came to see me this evening and told me that he thot 1 ought to know that u policeman has been hanging about the place for^the'last couple of'days. William asked him 'fo^ his reasons this afternoon and the'man merely said that those were bis orders. I am very much afraid that there mustbe'a Auspicious character in the neighborhood.' I am always nervovis about what Alison calls my x treasures. J3ome of them are certainly valtiablef but hardly so, ono would Imagine, to the ordinary thief." ""Alison laughed. /'Oh, if that's all, father, dear, I don't think you need worry. After all, it's no great inconvenience to'have a policeman about the v place. But~how fortunate that I managed to\get engaged to Dick: Oth'et-wise' you'd be 'tanking that the policeman had replaced the postman in my youthful affections! I'm going into the billiard room to practice a few shots. Don't be too long, you two,'^ As''soon,as she bad left the room, DleJf* turned to his host, rLook here, Doctor," he. said, 'y. feel most apolH getic about, this pbliceman. I'm afraid that X am the cause of hid banging about the place." Dr. Weatherleigh looked at him in amazement "You, Dick!" he exclaimed. "Why,is anything wrong?" "No, there's nothing wrong," replied Dick with ^a smile. k "But I'm afraid that, in tlie eyes of the law. I'm a suspicious person." "Really. Dick,"-said Dr. Weather-j lelgh hi amazement. "But in whatj way can such a situation have come about?" ' v , I ·Til tell you the whole story if you wish," said Dick after 1 a pause, "but it's all such a muddle that, if you don't'mind, T d ' almost rathef wait until I see daylight Perhaps I've taken too much upon myself--t I seem to have made a mess all around--" He was silent. Dr. Weath- erleigh said nothing. In sudden panic, Dick'shot out: "I say, you don't think I am hiding anything-disgraceful, do you? I mean, I'm asking you to trust, me, I know, ana--" , Dr. Weatherleigh came up to him andilaid a hand'on-his shoulderl "D[ck," he said, "1 may seem an old man wrapped uj) in his hobby, » but I assure you I am seldom wrone ,in my judgment of a, man You don't have to tell me anything Whatever happens, however odd a -. position you find yourself In, never be afraid that I shall doubt you And I am sure Alison'won't either.' "Thank you," aatd Dick, deeply moved, "Well, if you'd like it in tabloid -form, I 'am- suspected 'by one · Inspector FollarS of the C. I.-jo. of pinching the Maharajah's rubies from that fellow Ibbotson--you've seen the burglary in the papers?" Dr. Weatherleigh nodded. "I know you won't let what I say go any further $han this room," Dick went on, and gave a rough outline of What had happened from the time of his visit to the Margate Jetty to .his.last interview with the assistant commissioner. "Well,' 1 said Dr. Weatherleigh, at the end of the recital, "all I can say is,that you have certainly been living in a world of alarms and it's a good thing you're well out of trou. hie down here Please stay as long as you feel inclined, but remember, too, that we'shall both of us understand if you feel the need to get back into the danger, zone. We shall ask no questions, but simply pray that you may come thru safe and sound." · Alison came impatiently into the room. '1 thot you, were never coming," she complained, "and here you sit looking as solemn as owls. So jolly for me!" "Deal gently with, us, my dear," ier father pleaded. They followed ier to the billiard room, where Dr. Weatherleigh proceeded to deal 'most ungently with his daughter as his opponent! -~ t For the next tin days Dick led a peaceful and uneventful life :at tea t- ridge Hall, hunting or shooting during the day-time and spending very comfortable evenings in the company of Dr. Weathrieigh 'and his daughter. The policeman ^still hovered-in the background,' and!'his resenee had become a standing oke between Dick and his host. It ras evident that Pollard's suspicions were not yet allayed. · "·Then, one evening, just after Dick lad returned from a not unprofi- awe afternoon with hi gun, an ex- «dition upon which iAlison had ac- jompanied him, a telegram arrived, addressed to him. He tore it opeu with a feeing of annoyance, resent- tul of anything that should encroach upon the even tenor of 'his 'life. 'Shpuld be glad if you would com" md see me as soon as possible,'Convay," he read. Alison was upstairs changing, and Dick, after a moment's- hesitation, ecided to seek Dr. Weatherleigh's dvice. He entered his study, to find is host busily engaged in writing etters, which he immediately put side on Dick's entrance. "Well, )ick, my boy, have you had a good ay?" he asked "cheerfully. "Not at all bad, until now," relied Dick. "But rveiust had a wire rom Conway t the assistant commis- ioner.J'd like you to have a look at t, doctor." l , , , 'He handed the telegram to Dr. Weathleigh, who frowned as he read .t. "Under thet circumstances, I am afraid that you^have no \bptlon butf :o comply," he'said. VI trust thai t does not imply some fresh complication : in .that Mdiculou s matter of lie rubies.' I suppose, by the way, that there is ho doubt that the tele- jram Is genuine? You have been re- :alled to,London before on false pretenses. I seem to remember." "I'll ring up Conway and make surel" replied Dick. "He's always hi his office at this' time." ' Dick put his call thru and returned to tha study. "It's genuine enough," he reported "Conway says that he wants to see me most particularly. I told him that I would catch the first train tomorrow morning. 1 ' "Well,' there is no help for It," said Dr. Weatherloigh with a sigh. "We must resign* ourselves to losing you for the movement, but you vtall come back here as soon as your business : with: the ass Istant commissioner is completed?" "I: will : come' back--as.soon as I can, Dr. Weatherleigh," Dick ._ plied. 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