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but then again she had THE DANCE not been especially noticed or addressed, and she was feeling slightly resentful. She observed with sat- ‘sfaction that her jewels were more expen- sive and ‘no than Louise’s, and that her furs were much more luxurious. Every- thing about her, in fact, was “ much more. There was some comfort in that. Fielding waited with brooding impa- tience; Silvers and Garry seemed to be de- ferring to Louise in perfect accord. « Wilk you have some champagne, Mrs. Milburne?” asked Silvers hospitably. “ We have some very fine wines. Even your Hus- band admits that!” ie “ George would know,” admitted Louise I think I would grimly, and then—“ Yes, like a glass. Something quite dry, please, and nicely chilled!” Silvers delightedly gave the order at the door. “ And you might send for my husband,” added Louise quietly, following him with her eyes. Silvers called the waiter moned George Milburne. Mrs. Milburne’s came back then, to drift from Field- ing’s lowering face to Joan’s sullen one. ‘“Y don’t really think we need detain— these — er — young people,” she said. “I hear the music and it sounds delightful. I am sure they will be wanting to dance!” “ In other words, we're not wanted,” said Joan, rising. “I get you, Mrs. Miiburne. Come, Moffie! Let’s go!”’ back and sum- “But only as far as your table!” cau- tioned Garry. “ We may have to send for you again!” « All right,” growled Fielding, and they passed out. “That girl—surely I’ve seen her some- where! With George, perhaps?” asked Louise Milburne. “ Perhaps,” answered Garry. “She’s rather pretty,” “ And the boy?” “Young Moffat Fielding! about him and Katherine’s letters!” e Ah—yes,” murmured Louise, recalling. 1 suppose," said Garry, turning to Sil- vers, “ he has turned those letters over to you, now?” “T have them—yes,” admitted Silvers. - ) *) 4 +f it had been Joan said Louise. I told you ee Se OS OO ae ee he = wey a te Z “ cn en ~" . we aa oy ee a ae 2s OF DEATH. | ay. TAS ox Dk ae “You've read them? «* ee a! ‘ - —. A 4 < . .* Rf a Be Ae ees a > ~ 4 a ee for them you we You meant: to ho! ce. “ And in exchange letting Fielding g0- Miss Kendall?” “ Well, yes,” against the wall. body! And the letters make the Case against Miss Kendall look pretty bad! Be- sides, if she’s at the bottom of this, well, there mightn’t be so much fuss raised aS_ Olcott or John Smith?” “T see. You are depending upon the , Kendall money and influence. You think if you can get her in the same boat with you, you might save your skin!” Sa “ Something like that,” nodded defiantly. en. «Of course. Self preservation, — you know, Garry. You can’t blame Mr. Sil- vers,” murmured Louise. And turning with a smile to the little man, she added: “ May I see those letters?” eo He looked distressed orieved. é “Ym sorry, Mrs. Milburne,” he “But T’ve got them locked im my $ really can’t risk losing them. *¥ yu took a long chance in not calling 1 police as soon as this murder was disco’ ered——and I’m going to have one hell of time squaring myself now—without gettir : in any deeper.” * ee “T quite understand,” said Louise =a just wondered if I chanced to be me in them.” 3 Silvers colored and looked at | Garry nodded. 2 “There is one mention of a wom named Louise,” said he. “ But of cot I it could not be Mrs. Milburne. 2 ge 33 “ What was the mention?” asked Lot “Oh, Katherine writes that | pened to be passing Da Costa’s ¢ at two o’clock—goimg home from Rainesford’s dance — and that ne 22 a: ae admitted Silvers, his bact ae > a = * << ao : vi oe <> 2s ee a = es ‘ ' ‘Louise’ just coming out.” Dae | Mrs. Milburne sat frowning, “JT suppose it would be quite impo to—to suppress that one le rg > } ** oo Sy comicbooks.com - > rae ty at’. Ss ora