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ay = meat? CH) 7, 4,4, } SSUES ‘£ o ° gree Seeey), By WILLIAM TILLINGHAST ELDRIDGE Author of ‘‘ The Night Hawks,’’ ‘‘ River Robbers,’’ etc. CHAPTER XX. A SICK MAN. EAVING Marsh at Brookmeadow Craton [uric back to town in his car. * Stopping at his apartment he found Jerry Mack awaiting him with numerous re- ports which took some little time to go over. “What’s the lay now, Mr. Craton?” asked Jerry. Craton shoved a telegram across the table. It read: Stopped at Stamford. Margaret Holden one hotel. Stanley Jones another. Indica- tions intend remaining. Made purchase per- sonal articles. Instruct Stamford House H. H. “ Buckwell doesn’t show much original- ity in seleeting his names, does he?” smiled Craton. “Buckwell Jones?” questioned Jerry, without showing the least surprise. He had long ago passed the point where he mar- veled at anything sprung upon him by his employer. Like nothing so much as a faith- ful animal, he believed Craton perfection and accepted his every move with blind faith. ‘* Better run out to Stamford first train, Jerry, and call on Jones—Buckwell. Just tell him I want to see him.” ‘“‘ Just that?” asked Jerry, picking up his hat. ‘““No need of anything more, I believe. If he should consign you to the devil you might tip him off as to what’s in this.” Craton passed over the report of the opera- tor who had trailed Buckwell from his apart- ment to the meeting at Fifty-Ninth Street. ‘““ Houghton can tell you what happened This story began in the Argosy-Allstory Weekly for August 11. 123 GComichbooks (G@)