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Updated: June 5, 2025
Dorothy had disappeared completely, leaving no trace, no clue behind. There was neither rest nor peace for the Traynor household that day. Helen, almost out of her mind from grief and worry, refused to eat or sleep until news of the missing child was received. In her agony she went down on her knees and prayed as she had never prayed before that her child be restored to her.
Traynor we're having such a jolly time," exclaimed a tall graceful girl, gracefully dressed in light blue empire gown with Grecian head dress. "I'm so glad, dear," smiled the hostess amiably. Turning to Mr. Parker as the girl passed on she asked: "Do you know who that is?" He shook his head. "She's the granddaughter of John R. Rockerford, the money king.
I gave you the opportunity. You failed to profit by it. You got drunk the first night you arrived. Kenneth Traynor was a temperate man. Is it no wonder you excited wonder and talk? Then you were stupid under questioning and gave equivocal answers. Your explanation to Parker about the diamonds was more than unfortunate; it was idiotic. His suspicions were at once aroused.
Don't you see the letter is addressed to Mr. Traynor?" The valet nodded. "Oui, madame. But as Monsieur is out I thought that possibly madame " Incensed more at the fellow's impudent air than by what he actually said, Helen lost her temper. Angrily, she exclaimed: "Don't think. People of your class are not hired to think; they are paid to do as they are told.
Look at his shadow on the wall forninst us." "Hould yer tongues, boys," said Traynor; "jist keep never mindin', and, be me sowks, I'll make him sup sorrow for that thrick." Traynor, however, had gone out while he was speaking, and in a few minutes dragged in Brady, whom he caught in the very act of eaves-dropping.
Craig and I exchanged glances, but she did not give us a chance to interrupt. "It all seems so sudden, so terrible," she cried, in a burst of wild, incoherent feeling. "Yesterday Bertram Traynor died, and we've put back to San Juan with his body. I'm so worried for Orrin and my sister. I heard you were here, Professor Kennedy, and I couldn't rest until I saw you."
Deduct the cuts which went to Zach Traynor, alias Townsend, for playing the part of the magazine editor, and to Cheesy Mike Zaugbaum, that camera wizard of newspaper staff work turned crook's helper Zaugbaum it was who had worked the trick of the photographs and still the major share of the spoils due him ought, first and last, to run into five gratifying figures.
"Brady," said Traynor, "you'll rue this night, if ever a man did, you tracherous in-formin' villian. What an honest spy we have among us! and a short coorse to you!" "O, hould yer tongue, Traynor!" replied Brady: "I believe it's best known who is both the spy and the informer.
Beyond this, to the rear of the house which had been built out to the extreme end of the lot, was the splendidly appointed dining-room with its magnificent fireplace of sculptured white marble, surmounted by a striking portrait in oils by Carolus Duran of Mrs. Traynor a painting which had been one of the most successful pictures of the previous year's salon.
The survivors among the passengers were scattered by this time, and the purser, whose testimony might be of great value, had disappeared. "Must be in 'Frisco," said the agent who had been sent down to see that every man was furnished with clothing and money at the company's expense, and sent on his way measurably comforted. "Traynor had a desperate squeak for life," said the agent.
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