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BEFORE jiifZKRIIGt f* | CENTRALPMSS ASSOCIATION RUPFRT GRAYSON j mr ^ ^ - — CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO “Oh, talk’s cheap,” said the girl " to Otto. “I wonder how many guys have told me what they le going to do TOMORROW?” She knew perfectly well that reference to past affairs with men always in furiated him. "Now, let’s get this is straight, as I said before. I know ti something of what you’ve got on w your mind. You don’t tell me a a lot, but that don’t --atter. I don’t o want to know details—it’s results s. that appeal to me. You ve got y some sort of a stunt on, and you b reckon there’s big money at the n end of it. Maybe you’re right— y but I know, just naturally, that it fi isn’t on the level, and if the big money’s there, the big risk is there as well. You may flop down on it.” "I shall not do that. There is no a risk at all—or practically no risk. H It is safe.” ® “S0 you say!” she sneered. “And ° that’s another tale I’ve heard be- “ fore. However, that can go for the " moment. I like you, Otto; you’re a good guy and you’ve been de cent with me. And I won’t mind J, marrying you—so long as you can cough up the goods. And maybe I wouldn’t mind waiting two or' three weeks to see :f your game, ^ whatever it is, comes off.*’ ^ His eyes suddenly lighted up. “Ah! You will do that? You will p promise me.” She raised her hand to check y him. b “TNJrmr wp’rp pptliml tn it! I’ll T promise nothing, understand—just w NOTHING—except that I’ll wait y, Iwo or three weeks to see if you c; can deliver the goods—and if you a can, t’ll marry you. But I know what’s in the back of your mind— m you want me to promise I won’t gi look at another man until that three weeks is up! That I’ll just sit down with a pack of patience cards 01 while you go off on this trip of d> yours to God knows where, and to th do God knows what. Well, there's ti nothing doing, that’s all. You may el be on the level; maybe you are! Ij This trip of yours may be just business, or there may be another ci woman at the end of it, how do T ~ know? The answer is I don't know'.; and I don’t care—but I’m not play ing at nunneries, and that’s flat!” She finished breathlessly—and the lack of breath was due to more . than the length of the speech or the force with W'hich she had flung it at him. For now was the actual moment, she knew that. He would make his decision one way or the other—either to offer to take her with him, or to leave her behind. She played her last card with neat finesse. “That fellow I was talking to jasi mgm lsri i so Dan, anyway. He's amusing, and he seems to have plenty of dough!” She turned to the mirror once more, but this time she smiled at her reflection self-complacently, and gently ca ressed her flame-colored hair. "Ach!” The ejaculation burst from him like an explosion, as he turned on his heel and walked slowly toward the window once more, his hands thrust into his pockets, shoulders hunched, and headbent in thought. Suddenly he iu» — r. “Look you here! Sometimes you say to me that you would like a long trip in a plane. How would you like to come with me, eh? Then you will see that here is no woman at the other end, as you say.” She had to fight herd to keep any cign of triumph from her man ner, and succeeded admirably. In stead, she laughed, with a sort of hard carelessness. “Don’t get me wrong, sweet one. t don’t care tuppence if there IS another woman—or twenty women. 1 don’t care if you go off and never come back again—you’re not the only man in the world, and I’ve never had to go short of one—or half a dozen, for that matter—yet. So don’t make any stupid mis takes.” He sensed that he had struck the wrong note. j nm i t i m t • m __ __ "Ah, but you would like the trip, ould you not—with me?” "Oh, I dare say I’d like it, all ght. Where’s it to, anyway?” But he frowned and shook his sad. “That I cannot quite tell you. It a secret. You know that this ip is to d0 with the plans that ill make the big noney for me ld for you. Really, perhaps I ight not to take you”—her heart ink suddenly "but I cannot leave du here—with that fellow. May 2 you will see things—but you iust keep your mouth shut. I think du will—because you want those irs and those motor cars, and [is is how you will get them, nyway, I think you will not talk.” “Don’t be a fool!” she snapped ; him. "You know I don’t talk aven’t I seen enough to tell me Iready that you’re on the crook, it I haven’t talked, have I? What d I care, anyway? Money’s loney however it comes. That’s iy motto.” "No,” he said slowly. “I do not link you will talk. If you do, it iere are others in this besides le, and they kno whow to deal ith those who talk.” The move :ent of his great hands was illiis ative. "So you will come on this ip?” Her reply was a triumph of ap jrent carelessness. "Good! We must start sobn. so )U had better get ready. You can •ing only one medium-sized bag. re place we go to is warm—you ill need light frocks—those that >u wash will be good. Also, be tuse sometimes at night it is cold, warm coat and a jersey.” "Oh. all right! I'll see about it >w, I suppose. Guess I’ll have to > out and buy a few things, too.” "Give me first a ki s.” She kissed him, end then swung it of the room—jaunty, careless, ifiant—but eager to get away so at she might give way to her iumph and excitement. And as le went she thought, a little sad : “The kiss of Caiaphas!” A little later in the day X re lived an enigmatic telegram, ! ■ 1 .. r which, however, he could decipher quite easily. It read: “Cotton in some place where warm by day and cold by night leave today.—C.” By the time he received that Cpral Merridew, sitting beside Otto Britton in a powerful car, was well on her way to Chenham. But, actually, they did not leave until night. At Chenham there was much activity in the Nest that aft ernoon and evening. There are a number of hard ground places in the marshes where an airplane can make a good landing, and it is not unusual at certain times of the year to see bonfires out on the flats. That night there were four, in a sort of square, and soon after midnight a slow-flying plane swooped down into the center of that square. It took a man and a woman aboard, and went off a£ain. * * * It was Gun’s alert mind and quick action that saved him. With out hesitation he pushed the auto matic into place in front of thl; keys and, in the same movement, shook Trent roughly, calling: ‘Hey, Trent! Come on, wake up! 1 There isn’t much time if we’ve got to talk, you know!” After a moment or two Trent roused and sat up, stretching and yawning. "Good Lord, is it time? I don't know what’s the matter with me! "I've been sleeping like a corpse— lever heard that damned alarm :lock go, either—and, by heck, I’ve ?ot a mouth like one, too. Feel as Lough I’ve been on the booze, but t certainly haven’t!” Then he looked at Gun, who w.as molly completing his dressing. "You were up pretty sharp, for all your tiredness.” “Naturally,” said Gun, lacing his shoes. "If Hazeldeane has the slightest suspicion of ' hat I’ve been up to—well, the whole thing’s Einished, and he’ll probably stran (Continued on Page Nine) .. , THIS CURIOUS WORLD V ■ -— ) SODA POP GAS (carbon dioxide) IS PART OF THE VET IT /cVZ.-A.-S' A7/?S COPR, 1*40 BY NtA oERVICE. INC. ( IN THE SHETLAND ISLANDS, SHETLAND PONIES ARE USED AS AV^I/W'VIA AS: 'cA/'HAT is a ) THUNDSFRBIIRD, _ l FRAIKJ CROW, 4-1 /liohtnins calculator! T. M. 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