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Would such a woman be traveling for her health and leave behind her at home an old father who was an invalid? "There's something behind that little trip of hers," Farland told himself. "It looks to me as if she had gone down to Honduras to look up Sid Prale for some reason. And Honduras isn't exactly on the health-trip list, either."
"I've got the letter and money in my desk right now. There wasn't any signature, and I didn't know where the letter came from, or what it meant." "Then why did you do what the letter told you to do?" Farland asked. "I I don't understand." Farland motioned, and Murk now stepped around the corner. "Know this man?" Farland demanded. "I I've seen him before."
He drove slowly down the lane, the engine almost silent, the car traveling slowly. He proceeded in that manner until he had reached the highway. There he switched on the lights, put on speed, and sent the powerful car roaring along the winding road toward the river. Jim Farland, being a modest man, never did tell the entire story of that night.
"Several thousand women in this town answer that general description," he said. "I'm afraid I can't help you, unless you can pick her up." "That's what I'll do as soon as I can," Farland replied. "If I can get my eyes on her once, I'll trail her and find out a few things. She may have nothing to do with this, and she may have a great deal to do with it. What do you know about George Lerton?"
I I thought it was politics, sir." "You did, eh?" "Thought it had something to do with politics, sir. I thought the letter and money might have come from political headquarters. I was afraid to tell the truth at the police station." "You mean you have been so crooked for years that you're afraid of everybody who has a little influence," Farland told him.
Sidney Prale sprang into the private office and stood glaring at his cousin. Behind him was Murk, and behind Murk were Kate Gilbert and her maid. "Quite a gathering!" Farland said, grinning. "I'm glad that you are here. Kindly close and lock the door, Murk, with that young office gentleman on the outside!" Murk obeyed. George Lerton sprang to his feet.
Miss Kate has a maid they call Marie a big, ugly woman. She takes care of things generally when she is here, but she was away with Miss Kate." "How long have they lived here?" Farland asked. "About three years, sir. But I don't know much about them. They ain't the kind of folks a man can find out a lot about. They act peculiar sometimes." "Are they rich?" "My gracious, no!" said the old janitor.
A woman was speaking Farland decided that she was Kate Gilbert and the weak voice of a sick man was answering her now and then. "Let's not talk about it any more to-night, father," the girl was saying. "You'll not sleep well, if you get to thinking about it. You must go to bed now, and we'll have a real talk about things when I have something of importance to tell you.
I'll be back to-morrow evening and have another talk with him. Give him something to eat now and then, and fix him so he can sleep, but watch him all the time!" "I was figurin' on goin' to the city this mornin', boss," one of the men spoke up. "You'll do as I say!" the masked man cried. "But " "Don't argue with me, you dog!" Farland saw the man's eyes flash fire for a moment.
"Something you don't do very often tell the truth," Jim Farland replied. "How about this man?" "He came here with the other gentleman last night about eleven o'clock, sir. He got a hair cut and a shave, and the other gentleman paid the bill." "Thanks. Sure about the time?" "I know that it was almost a quarter after eleven when they left the shop." "Well, I'm glad you can speak the truth.
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