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<h2>XIX</h2> Tesno made his report to Ben, listened in amazement to the contractor's account of Willie's closing of the Pink Lady, and they rode to the town and the townhouse. Stella answered his knock. Instead of her usual dignified reception, she greeted him with emotion. "Mr. Tesno! Did you meet Villie? He has gone to Ellensburg." "Jack!" Persia darted into the hall and threw herself into his arms. She led him into the parlor, asking Stella to leave them alone. Stella went into the dining room—Tesno had a feeling that she did not go on to the kitchen. Persia pulled him down beside her on the sofa, and he found himself holding her hand. "So much has happened!" she said. "Did you hear about Willie? They say he has lost his mind. After all I did for him, Jack, he—" "Persia, I'm looking for a man named Palma. Is he here?" "That must be the man Willie arrested," she said quickly. "He came barging in here with a stranger and did some wild talking. I was meeting with ... some people. Willie said something about taking this man to Ellensburg with Mr. Bronklin." "And they have already left?" "I'm sure I don't know." "They have left," Stella said, appearing in the dining room doorway. She drew herself up very straight. "I varned him, Mrs. Parker. I told him that Mr. Yay planned to have him killed. He said he vould be all right, but I am afraid. Vill he be all right, Mr. Tesno?" "Stella, you have apparently been eavesdropping!" Persia said with an icy anger in her voice. "That is bad enough. But you've twisted everything you heard into a perfectly outlandish story. Stella, have you a crush on Willie? Is that why—" "I have twisted nothing," Stella asserted. "It vas a plan they vere making, Mr. Tesno, Mr. Yay and the marshal. Mrs. Parker said no, she didn't vant it. I give her credit for that. After vile, she said she didn't vant to hear about it. She don't really care what they do, Mr. Tesno." "Stella, you liar!" Persia was on her feet. Her eyes were blazing. There were shocking angry lines in her face. "You get out of this house! Immediately!" "Yes, ma'am," Stella said. "Wait," Tesno said. Rising, he touched Persia's elbow, and she flounced violently away from him. For just a second or two, she pressed both palms to her face. Then she made a desperate effort at control, composing her voice but not getting the searing anger out of her eyes. "I didn't mean that, Stella," she said. "You misunderstood what you heard, and you've let your imagination run away with you." "No, ma'am, I heard it straight. It vas a plan." Persia turned away in exasperation. "What a day!" she said. Tesno took her firmly by the shoulders and met her eyes. She lowered them and would have come against him, but he held her off. "Persia, I want the truth. From you. Is there a plan to kill Willie?" "How do I know? They're hard men. There's a great deal at stake and—I told them I would have nothing to do with it!" "Yes," Stella said. "She told them that. She said she didn't even vant to know about it." Persia whirled and walked to the stairway. She halted there, face in hands; but he did not follow. "I am afraid for Villie, Mr. Tesno," Stella said. "How long ago did he leave?" "Yust before you came. Ten, fifteen minutes." Tesno regarded her gloomily. "I'll go after him," he said. He strode swiftly to the front door, and it closed heavily behind him. <hr class="chap" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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