Evening Star Newspaper, April 4, 1921, Page 19

- MILK , etc. Ex- treme cases. Rids of impurities. Leaves clear, soft, healthy. At lead- counters. If they h’;‘{;’ WNE KID FITTING SILK GLOVES ES that’s all you need to kmow about a Glove | 1 i i gk §7 HE | | : i : E Lil i | P ¥ ;r it é { |4 5 f i i§ ¥ _ ;@ i i il B 1 8 il ¥ ; I A YE AIE R As;rm Always say *‘Bayer” 'A-phi-i-mb-qt% .~ B Taking .off one garment to reveal another was the trick of the hour in the Paris dressmaking houses in February. Over here the manikins are not eo eager to be sensational, and therefore they are apt to remain as they began the parade which takes place at the openings here. If they want to be sensational they have DY) Y N\ Ak Y REDINGOTE FRUCK FROM LINKER & CO. OF PARIS, WHICH SHOWS THE NEW INATIO! COS- TUME. THE OUTSIDE FROCK IS COVERED WITH BLACK TAFFETA FIGURES AND JET FRINGE AT THE HEM. the opportunity, for they wear the same combination of garment used lfor these tricks at the French open- ngs. For instance, in Paris it was quite the thing to drop off the coat and Continued From Eighteenth Page.) up two or three and examdned the envelopes. “Who would have thought it, James?" ‘he at remarked length. I shall have to get a i aisapproval showing & ro ng in every line of her face, Mrs. Denny entered the room, carrying the kidneys, and Drummond glanced at her th a smile." “Good morning, Mrs. Denny,” he said. ‘“Wherefore this worried look on your face? Has that reprobate James been misbehaving himself’ The worthy woman snorted. “He bas not, sir—not_yet, leastwise. And if 8o be that he does”—her eyes trav- eled up and down the back of the hapless Denny, who was quite unnec- essarily pulling books off shelves and putting them back again—"if @0 be that he does™ she continued grimly, “him and me will have words—as I've pointedly at mond’s hand, and the at one another. “It's ¢hat there reference to crime, sir, that's torn the lett ters in - two men looked astray, Hugh helped himself to bacon. “My dear fellow, she can think what she a8 she continues to grill bacon like this. Your wife is a treas- ure, James—a pearl amongst women and you can tell her so with my love He was opening the firsf envelope, aid suddenly he looked up with a twinkle in his eyes. “Just to set her mind at rest,” he remarked gravely, “you might tell her that, as far as I can see at present, I shall only under- take murder in exceptional cases.s He propped the letter up against the toast rack and commenced his breakfast. “Don’t go, James.” With a slight frown he was studying the typewritten sheet. “I'm certain to ‘want your advice before long. Though not over this one. . . . It does not appeal to me—not at all. To assist Messra. Jones & Jones, whose busi- ness is ¢o advance money on note of hand alone, to obtain fresh clients, is a form of amusement which leaves me cold. The waste paper basket, please, James. Tear the effusion up and we will pass on to the next.” He looked at the mauve envelope doubtfully, and examined the post- mark. “Where is-Pudlington, James? and one might almost ask—why is Pudlington. No town has any right to such an offensive name. e glanced through the letter and shook his head. “Tush! tush! And the wife of the bank manager e b manager of Pudlington, James! Can you con- ceive of anything so dreadful? But I'm afraid Mrs. Bank r is a puss—a distinct puss. It's when they on the soul-mate stunt that the furniture begins to fly.” Drummond tore up the letter and dropped the pieces into the basket beside him. Then he turned to his servant and handed him the remain- der of the envelopes. “Go through them, James, while I assault the kidneys, and pick two or three out for me " I see that you will have to bec my secre No uld tackle that little bunch alon: “Do you want me to open them, sir?’ asked Denny doubtfully. “You've hit it, James—hit it in one. Classify them for me in groups. Criminal: sporting; amatory—that means of or pertaining to love; stupid and merely boria; re- sort, miscellaneous.” He stirred his coffee thoughtfully. lmlunflylob"erm.chdmw new gray suiting. He finished the last piece of bacon and pushed away his plate. “Amongst all that mass of paper there must surely be one from a lovely maiden, James, at whose disposal I can place my rusty sword. Incidentaly, what bas become of the damned thing?" “It’s in the lumber room, sir—tied up with the old umbrella ®nd the niblick you don't like.” “Great heaven Is it Drum- mond helped himself to marmalade. “And to think that I once pictured myself skewering Huns with it. “Do you think anybody would be mug enough to by it, James?" But that worthy was engrossed in a letter he had just opened, and 2ppar; O GMENT IDEAS FROM PARIS. BY ANNE RITTENHOUSE. ' Bull-Dog Drummond 4t,” eaid Denny in a Doarse whisper. lead you does she, James? skirt and stand revealed in a dinner frock of pale gray lace girdled with pink taffeta; again the manikin took off a coat of blue cloth which ap- peared to be a gown and revealed an entire frock of white organdie embroi- dered in blue. A slice of this em- broidered organdie had appeared in the front of the coat as a panel, but it was far more than a panel. A C stant trick not confined to one gown was to unfasten the wide belt placed at the hips and reveal to the public that this belt was merely the top of an apron and that the apron substi- tuted a panel of pleatings, or fringe or ruffies. After the apron was re- moved the manikin stood revealed in a simple chemise frock which had stitching or cloth insertions, to give it character. Over in France there was no end to these composition clothes. The mani kins were always taking off some- thing to reveal something else. No one knew the reason for the fashion. Probably it was a belated economy on the part of the Frgnch, who have been spending money as ex- travagantly, in certain circles, as America has. Probably it was a sop to the Ameri- can designers, a new method of per- suasion. The American buyers com- plained bitterly in February of the prices they were compelled to pay for clothes. They went there expecting to buy a great deal for the American dollar and they were disappointed to find that the finance-wise French have raised their prices to correspond with the pre-war rates of exchange. When the buyers began to complain the French designers insisted that several garments were bought at the price. of one. Look, they said, the fanciful apron can be used on many frocks; the gown which shows be- neath a long coat or & skirt and short jacket is, in reality, a complete frock. This was good reasoning. To the French mind; gifted with an uncanny perception of the possibilities of clothes, these combination costumes might prove economy. To the Amer- ican they are only a snare and a de- lusion. ~ The American takes her gowns straight. Only the amateur at- tempts to make many frocks out of one costume. The one trick in this combination that may appeal to her is the addi- tion of the cloth coat over a thin frock, with the frock revealing itself as a panel down the front. The sketch today shows such a costume by Linker of Paris. Its street ap- pearance is that of a blue chemise frock. One sees the white organdy panel embroidered with blue and may wonder why such perishable material sees the light of a dusty American street. When the coat is removed in the house or for a party in the coun- try the panel shows itself to be a segment of an entire white frock ap- pliqued with figures of black taffeta. These taffeta designs are also at the sides of the redingote. The newest expression in ornamen- tation is this cut-out work. It is bor- rowed from Venetian and Florentine days. More than half the gowns one sees are ornamented with Italian for- mations cut from cloth or silk and stitched to a thin foundation. It is one of the tricks of trimming that the Moors brought into Spain, so it fits in quite well with the leaning toward the fashions of old Sevill got himself in moments of stress. His master glanced up quickly, and removed the letter from his hands. “I'm surprised at you, James,” he re- marked severely. “A secretary should control itself. Don't forget that the perfect secretary is an it; an auto- ;nlll'k: machine—a thing incapable of eeling. . . .” He read the letter through rapidly, and then, turning back to the begin- ning, he read it slowly through again. “My Dear Box X10—I don't know whether your advertisement was a joke; I suppose it must have bee But I read it this morning, and it's fust possible, X10, just possible, that you mean it. And if you do, you're *he man I want. "I can offer you ex- clt;'msnt and probably crime. “I'm up against it, X10. For a girl Tve bitten off rather more than I zln chew. I want help—badly. Will you ~ome to the Carlton for tea tomorrow afteimoon? I want to have a look at w:&ln(?wm itI ;}llnk you are gen- K ear a white flowe: buttonhole.” Eolzyons Drummond laid the letter down, and pulled out his cigarette case. “To- morrow, James,” he murmured. “That Is today—this very afternoon. Verily I believe that we have impinged upon the goods.” He rose and stood look- ing out of the window, thoughtfully. “Go out, my trusty fellow, and buy me a daisy or a caulifiower or some- thi ;‘ ‘white.” ou think it's genuine, sir?” Tames, thoughtfully. o His master blew out a cloud of smoke. “I know it is,® he answered, Areamily. “Look at that writing: the decision in it—the character. She'll be medium height, and dark, with the sweetest little nose and mouth. Her coloring, James, will be- m?,ut James had discreetly left the m. Ir At 4 o'clock exactly Hugh Drum- mond stepped out of his two-seater at the Haymarket entrance to the Carlton. A white gardenia was in his buttonhole: his gray suit looked the last word in exclusive tailoring. For a few moments after entering the ho- tel he stood at the top of the stairs outside the dining room, while his eyes traveled round the tables in the lounge below. brother officer, evidently taking two_country cousins round London, nodded resignedly; a woman at whose house he had danced several times smiled at him. But save for a cour- teous bow he took no notice; slowly and thoroughly he continued his search. It was early, of course, yet, and she might not have arrived, but he was taking no chances. Suddenly his eyes ceased wandering. and remained fixed on a table at the far end of the lounge. Half hidden behind a plant, a girl was seated alone, and for & moment she looked straight at him. Then with the faint- est suepicion of a smile she turned away, and commenced drumming on the table with her fingers. The table next to her was unoccu- pied, and Drummond made his way toward it and sat down. It was char- acteristic of the man that he did not hesitate; having once made up his mind to go through with a thing, he was in the habit of going and looking neither to the right hand nor to the left. Which. incidentally, was how he 180t his D. 8. O.; but that, as Kipling would say, is another story. He felt not the slightest doubt in an order to the waiter, he started to study her face as unobtrusively as He could see only the pro- was_quite suffici make a:flmjblteutsh the moment when a jest than anything else he {had sent his aavertisement t6 the pa- Her eyes, he could see, blue: and great masses brown hair coiled over her {under a small black hat. jat her feet—being an oid was perfectly sh He glanced at Iher’ nands, and moted, with snocaver the absence of any ring. Then he looked once more at her face, and found her eyes were fixed on him, This time’ she did not look away. She seemed to think that it was her turn to conduct the examination, and Drummond turned to hig tea while the scrutiny continued. He poured him- self out a cup, and then fumbled in his waistcoat pocket. After a moment he’found what he wanted, and, tak- ing out a card, he propped it against the teapot 8o that the girl could see what was on it. In large block capi- tals he had written Box X10. Then he added milk and sugar and waited. She_spoke almost at once. “¥or do, X10. she said, and he turned with a smile. were very of golden ears. from He glanced stager; she 1 to lthe compltment. 8o will you.” She frowned slightly. *This isn’t foolishness, you know. What I said in my letter is literally true.” “Which makes the compliment even more returnable,” he answered. “If I am to embark on a life of crime I would sooner collaborate with you than—shall we say—that earnest eat- er there with the tomato in her He waved vaguely at the lady in question and then held out his cigar- ette case to the girl. “Turkish on this ide—Virginian on that,” he re- marked. “And as I appear satisfac- tory, 11 you tel me whom I'm to murder? ‘With the unlighted cigarette held in Ler fingers she stared at him gravely. “I want you to tell me,” she said at length, and there was no trace of jest- ing in her voice, “tell me, on your word of honor, whether that adver- tisement was bona fide or a joke."” He answered her in the same vein. “It started more or less as a joke. It may now be regarded as absolutely genuine.” She nodded as if satisfied. prepared to risk your life?” Drummond’'s eyebrows went up and | then he smiled. “Granted that the in “Are you idea of |, ducement is sufficient,” he returned ‘I think that I may say that e nodded again. “You won't be ked to do it in order to obtain a half-penny she remarked. “If you've a match, I would rather like a light.” Drummond apologized. “Our talk on trivialities engrossed me for the mo- ment.” he murmured. He held the lighted match for her, and as he did so he saw that she was staring over his shoulder at some one THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, MONDAY, APRIL 4, 1921 detaila. And that's what he loves. He regards a crime as an ordinary man regards a complicated business deal—a thing to be looked at ano studled from all angles, a thing to bo treated as a mathematical prob- lem. He is quite unscrupulous; he is only concerned in_pitting himself against the world and winning.” “An_engaging fellah,” said Hugh. “What particular form of crime does he favor?” “Anything that calls for brain, iron nerve and refinement of detail” she answered. “Principaliy, up to date, burglary on a large scale, and mur- e My dear soul!” said Hugh. incredu- lously. “How can you be sure? And why don’t you tell the police? She smiled wearily. “Because I've got no proof, and even if I had. She gave a little shudder, and left her sentence unfinished. “But one day. my father and I were in his house, and, by accident, I got into a room I'd never been before. It ‘was a strange room, with two large safes let into the wall and steel bars over the skylight in .the ceiling. There wasn't a window, and the floor seemed to be made of concrete. And the door was covered with curtains, | and was heavy to move—almost as if it wer steel or iron. On the desk in the middle of the room lay some miniatures, and, without thinking, 1 pieked them up and looked at them. T happen to know something about miniatures, and, to my horror, T rec- ognized them.” She paused for a moment as a waiter went by their table. “Do_you remember the theft of the celebrated Vatican jmiiniatutes be- Jonging to the Duke of Melbourne?” Drummond nodded: he was begin- nine to feel interested. behind his back. “Don’t look round.” she ordered, “and tell me your name quickly.” “Drummond—Capt. Drummond, late of the Loamshires.” He leaned back in his chair, and lit a cigarette him- self. “And are you going to Henley this year?” Her voice was a shade louder than before. “I don’t know.” he answered ca “I may run down for a “My dear Phyllis,” said a voic hind his back, “this is a pleasant sur- prise. I had no idea that you w i London.” | A tall, clean-shaven man stopped beside the table, throwing a keen slance at Drummond. “The world is full of such surprises, isn’t it?" answered the girl lightl: “I don’t suppose you know Capt. Drummond, do you? Mr. Lakington— art connoisseur and—er—collector.” The two men bowed slightly, and Mr. Lakington smiled. “I do not re- member ever having heard my harm- pastimes more concisely describ- he remarked suavely. “Are you interested in such matters? “Not very, I'm afraid” answered Drummoand. “Just recently I have been rather too busy to pay much at- tention to art.” The other man smiled again,and it struck Hugh that rarely, if ever, had he seen such a cold,.merciless face. “Of course, you've been in France,” Lakington murmured. “Unfortunately a bad heart Kept me on this side of the water. One regrets it in many ways—regrets it immensely. Some- times I cannot help thinking how wonderful it must have been to be able to kill without fear of conse- quences. There is art in killing, Capt. Drummond—profound art. And es you know, Phyllis,” he turned to the girl, “I have always been greatly at- tracted by anything requiring the artistic touch.” He looked at his watch and sighed. “Alas! I must tear myself away. Are you returning home this evening?” The girl, who had been glancing round the restaurant, shrugged her shoulders. “Probably,” she answered. “I haven’t quite decided. I might stop with Aunt Kate.” “Fortunate Aunt Kate.” With a bow Lakington turned away, and through the glass Drummond watched him get his hat and stick from the cloakroom. Then he looked at the girl, and no- ticed that she had gone a little white. “What's the matter, old thing?” he asked quickly. “Are you feeling faint” She shook her head, and gradually the color came back to her face. “I'm quite all right” she answered. “It gave me rather a shock, that man finding us here. “On the face of it, it seems a harm- less occupation,” said Hugh. “On the face of it, perhap: said. “But that man doesn't deal with face values” With a short laugh she turned to Hugh. “You've stumbled right into the middle of it, my friend —rather sooner than I anticipated. That is one of the men you will prob- ably have to kil . . . . Her companion lit anothe cigarette. “There is nothing like straightfor- ward candor,” he grinned. “Except that I disliked his face and his man. ner, I must admit that I saw noth- ing about him to necessitate my go- ing to so much trouble. What is his particular worry?* “First and foremost the brute wants to marry me,” replied the girl. “I loathe being obvious, “but I am not surprised. “But it isn’t that that matters,” she went on. “I wouldn’t marry him even to save my life.” She looked at Drum- mond quietly. “Henry Lakington is the second most dangerous man in England.” “Only the second,” murmured Hugh, “Then hadn’t I better start my new career with the first?" She looked at him in_silences *I suppose you think that I'm hysteri- cal” she remarked after a while. “You're probably even wondering whether T'm all ther: Drummoned flicked the ash from his cigarette, then he turned to her dis- passionately. “You must admit” he| remarked, “that up to now our con- versation has hardly proceeded along conventional lines. I am a complete stranger to you; another man, who is | a complete stranger to me, speaks to | you while we're at tea. You inform me that I shall probably have to kill him in the near future. The statement is, I think you will agree, a trifle dis- concerting; The girf threw back her head and laughed /merrily. ou poor young man,” -she cried; “put that way it does sound alarming.” Then she grew serfous again. ‘There's plenty of| time for you to back out now if you like. Just call the waiter, and ask for my bill.. We'll say good-bye, and the incident will finis! She was looking at him gravely as she spoke, and it seemed to her com- panion that there was an appeal in the big blue eyes. And they were very big, and the face they were set in was very charmihg—especially at the angle it was tilted at, in the half. light of the room. Altogether, Drum mond reflected, a most adorable girl. And adorable girls had always been a hobby of his. Probably Lakington possessed a letter of hers or some- thing, and she wanted him to get it back. Of course, he would, even if he had to thrash the swine to within an inch of his life. “Well!"” The girl's voice cut into his train of thought and he hurriedly pulled himself together. “The last thing I want is for the incident to finish,” he said, fervemtly. “Why—it's only just begun.” “Then you'll help me? “That's what I'm here for.” With a smile Drummond 1it another cigarette. “Tell me all about it.” “The trouble” she began after a moment, “is that there is not wvery| much to tell. [At present it is largely guesswork, and guesswork without much of a clue. However, to start with, T had better tell you what sort of men you are up against. Firstly, Henry Lakington—the man who spoke | to me. He was, I believe, one of the most brilliant scientists who has ever been up at Oxford. There was noth- ing, in his own line, which would not have becn open to him, had he run straight. But he didn't. He deliber- ately chose to turn his brain to crime. 1 | Not vulgar, common sorts of crime’— but the big things, calling for a mas- nal. H “They were the ones I was holding in my hand” she said, quietly. “T knew them at once from the descrip- tion in the papers. And just I was wondering what on earth to do, the man himself walked into the room.” “Awkward — deuced awkward,” Drummond pressed out his cigarette and leaned forward expectantly. ‘What did he do? “Absolutely nothing.” said the girl. “Thats what made it So awful. “‘Admiring my treasures?” he re- marked. ‘Pretty things aren't they? 1 couldn’t speak a word I just put them back on the table. “ Wonderful copies.’ he went on. ‘of the Duke of Melbourne’s lost minia- tures. I think they would deceive most people.’ ““They deceived me, I managed to get out. =Did thev?” he asked. ‘The man who patnted them will be flattered.” “All the time he was staring at me, a cold, merciless stare that seemed to freexe my brain. 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Ask your father first. “And did you She shuddered. ing.” she answered. into a frightful passion. and told me never to dare to meéddle in things that didn’t concern me again. Then .gradually, as time went on, I realized that Lakington has some hold over daddy—that he'd got my father in his power. Daddv—of all people— who wouldn’t hurt a fly; the best and dearest man who ever breathed” Her hands were clenched, and her breast rose and fell stormily Drummond waited for her to com- pose herself before he spoke again. “You mentioned murder, too,” he re- marked. She nodded. asked Drummond. ‘“That very even And daddy flew ot no proof,” “less even than over But there was a man called George Dringer. and one even- ing, when Lakington was dining with us. 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