Evening Star Newspaper, September 29, 1928, Page 29

a BLUE MURDER By Edmund Snell. Thrilling Story of a Young Secret Service Man’s Battle With Crime and Rescue of 's Star.) Dishton, an adventurer with an ex- and to thi with ne new weapon o zet in touch = 4 While Alan h e house he finds & nitials D." in it. and it he 15 conironted by 2 r whom he knocks do 17, t death. Alan goes to a ni Ian and the baronet's ni While there he meets Marne: and Str Ian's T While he talk knock doc o of ‘& man whom he I takes a train for Turin his compartmi and decide Dandot gocs to Rapallo. he INSTALLMENT XVITL LESS cxperienced have joined in the Ma y remained where He had conceded m cared about was going to let hi heve a turn. The s might might pet. There was a lot of noise going en up there stili. He ho) that the scle remaining German keeping _the police as occupicd 2 had the dogs. He drew out t! n, found a Toscano and Marnzy felt ecn his rate. He rer N other miracu! acventure in en-e of the Li He knew »d one of Ahl- hounds sequent enceunters with tt him a hard ce were going to find ing sense alert. A belt of when they midway bat e ant had been for the chance igicrferen: his plans by Digihton and himeell the thing would have had a essful i From Dop- mann's point of view 1t was bad luck, but Dopmann was dead and the question of luck no long! ed him. For a second time exporience the occupants of the hed been caught napping. culd have | barked at “obably they 1o ths and over- they would ! Ahlborg’s hicien gun, employed ap- parently with reluctance, had been hor ribly effective. Tt had accounted for Dopmann. For all Marney could tell it might have included his absent col-| Jeague in 1ts scope. | Considering that vivid ray, he von-| dered if the drive would be stained blue on the morrow, if the white stone pil-| lars would be tinged with it and the | bordering shrubs wilted. Modern science was all very well in its way, but it had its limits. A man like Ahlborg ought | to be put into a lethal chamber. or, better still perhaps, pulverized with his own invention before it was utterly destroyed by people acting in the in- terests of humanity. A renewed wave of optimism sug- gested that even this atrocity might| have an antidote. Most other things had. The Zeppelins that bombed Lon- don were beaten ir the end: anti- aircraft artillery becam= a menace to hostile flying machines: gas masks re- duced the terrors of poison gas. It sounded all right, he conceded, but| supposing a war broke out tomorrow end Ahlborg’s blue dope was employed. | They'd have to hun their anti- | dote or half the woria would h2 wiped out before an attempt could be made to combat it. | His legs were gotting cramped and | he shifted them. A glance at his watch told him that| it was after midnight. He would give| Dighton another 10 minutes and then make his way back to the Via Emilia. | It would scarcely be safe to stop any longer. Some of the police might drift down to the town on foot, and this was undoubtedly the shortest cut. | Yes, he decided, jerking back his| thoughts to Dopmann, that fellow had | had the Juck of the deuce. If Dighton | and himself had postponed their inves- | tigations until the following evening Dopmann would be alive at that mo- ment, possibly triumphant. He had struck the same trouble which haunted | ail of them | There were ton many interests in- | volved. too many people hanging| arcund with the same object in viev Lahgley had found ihat out, and Cor-| Jitt. It wasn't a clear issue between wo parties, but a definite goal on one =ide and a host of hidden competitors en the other. If you got away with your booty it was a hundred to one it would be taken from you before you could install it in a place of safety. He tried to define 2 place of safety— #snd failed. The stuay at the top of Tavener'’s secret stairs had hardly proved a safe hiding place. He sat up with jerk and jabbed hi cigar out in the damp grass. Some- thing was moving stealthily on the far gide of the opposite hedge. His attention b-came riveted on that gap. A branch swung back into place and a bird, disturbed in its roosting place, flew screeching into the dark- ness A figure appeared botween the bushes e form half screened hy the belt of mizt 50 that it appeared to have head _ad feet, but no bot | heart stood still. | At first glance he thought it was earabiniero, because of the thing th 1noked something like a rifie and poked up into the darkn above the new comer's he2d. The next fnstant he en his feet, stumbling impetye forward. tarted, | Zuio!” came the familiar voice. “Is that you. Marney Spze L25 me. think it was?" He had grabbed the other's and was sheking it like “andle. “§o vou've got it Dighton pre: a his forehead. ¢ he declared. “T've dene aore.than that; I've got both!” | Who the devil did you | hand | a pump- | weary hand to “Yes, the pocket affair and this @-~mned arransement on a friped Rat Tve had a deuce of a bad half hour! They'd tied up the dogs, thank heaven! e | Marney Girl in Peril. B the place was scething with police | 1 had to knock one of 'em on the head | from behind before I could get away.| Decent-looking chap, too.” Marney, his legs set wide apart, sur- veyed the other with a look of undis- | 4 admiration Man!"” e ejaculated ‘you're a crackerjack! “I'm damn thirsty!” Marney relieved him of th buraen “We'll presently said Digaton, | > heavier | beat it." he returned: ‘beat it right now. Better head for my place You can get a clean-up there and thore's always liquer handy.” They made off down the path which led toward the Casino and the sea. opened the shop door with the key he carried and motioned to Dighton to follow nim in. Don't make .nore noise " he whispcred. *Fe but his neighbors are apt than the app? in e and’ swit on the| propped corner he whis- look here, Dighton.” h ling active watching all foreigners.” | he cther had dropped into a chair | witheut trou! g to remove his water- proof. Th~y won't their heads about | he I They caught cne, while I was there, | remains of old Dopmann L v them to the na- of the invaders | v to fill his pipe, he fmmd\ srette znd tapped it on his thumb. he cdd thing i5, Marney. that oniy two propls aet saw me in the Villa Sabino, and I'll bet you anything vou like thzt neiiher of ‘em would reccgnize me if they jostled me in the street. As soon I'd slammed the front door on Dopmann I covered the | lower part of my face with this scar pulled cap well over my eves and un ready. Th= first chap I for dear life up the stairs he wa ed! 1 wanted He was a littie —Ahlborg's pri- ! vate sccretary.” “That's more or | ined. The chances were that he'd do one of twn things—rouse the rest of | the houschold or flaticn out under the first bed until I'd gone. I didn't wait | to see, anyway; I hadn't time. Mine was a smash, grab and clear out stunt, | and the more panic there was the more | likelihnod there was of my pulling it off.” i H> cxhaled streams of blue| oke through trils and smiled | s 2t Man i knew enough about the building | to remember that the laboratories were | comewhere on the left. The first passage I tried took me almost into| the kitchen. A smell of garlic put me wise before I blundered in, so I deubled back on my tracks and chose what I imag- F)e only other corridor that ofered.| door at the far end. paint- cd white with yellow finger marks all: around the handle and the lock. I knew I was on the right track then: | smelled right! The door was locked, | so I tapped softly with th2 butt of my pistol. Nebody putiing in an ap-| pearance, I tapped 4 bit louder—and aunite suddenly the thing opened about six inches and a head came round. | gave that a rap, too, before the fellow could draw it back again. Il hadn't much bother after that. I sup-{. pose vou didn't notice any blus smoke | curling ocut of anywhere while I was inside? You sce, I had to fire off | one round to sce if the pocket-brand of Ahlborg's gun were lcaded or not. I had to take my chance with the other. Somehow it cidn't look the sort of thing one would muck about with in a drawing room!” ! The other uncorked the cognac and | poured some into a glass. He passed it across to Dighton. | “Get that down you,” he recom- mended. “Meantime I'll see what the Signora Fontanelli’s left on the kitchen stove in the shape of hot water.” He disappeared for 10 minutes, re- appearing with an enormous iron | saucepan which cmitted clouds of | team. ! “The signora believes in constant hot water,” he declared, pausing in the middle of the floor. “Failing any other method of getting it, she leaves the\ fire banked up and every available re-| ceptacle full of fluid and near enough | to get some heat. You'd better wash in here, by the way: you'll find towel: and all that sort of thing. and there" 2 clothes brush on the table by the window. Dighton was glad of that wash. He rejoined Marney presently, pink- | faced and more or less respectable. | “What are we going to do with those trophies?” he queried, pointing to the weapons in the corner. “Well, id Marney, clasping his hands behind him and sucking at his| gold teeth, “there’s a pretty useful | cupboard under the coals in Fontanel- li's cellar. I guess they'd better go there. Judging by the show of force we saw up the hill tonight, I should| sav the authorities will be taking this| raid fairly seriously. It'll be risky get-| ting anything out of Rapallo until the| excitement’s died down.” Dighton nodded. “And after that—-2" “When things are a bit quieter T'll| drive over to Genoa one evening in a hired car and fix up with our people there to have the ihings forwarded to Taverner.” “How’ll they go?" Marney shrugged his shoulders. “By boat from Genoa to Southamp- ton, maybe—or an embassy messenger mav have to smuggle them through with the rest of his confidential junk. Dighton looked thoughtful. “I suppose there’s no chance of uggling them to London myself?” “You can take it from me, Dighton, | you wouldn't have an earthly. No, sir; | Yo+ job's to go on just as you've been goinz on. You've got to damce, attend all the lawn parties you're asked to,| make love to Mafelda and behave your- | self gene as if you'd never heard of Ahlbore’s blue dope.” (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) Won’t You Follow The Automotive Engineer's Advice? 8 Out of Ten Advise The Use of EBONITE You will find Ebonite the correct gear lubrication, for the Transmis- sion and “rear axles” gears. ‘This is why such a large propor- tion of Automotive Engincers ad- | vise its use. Among several hundreds of Auto- motive Engineers recently inter- viewed on this important question, seven out of ten condemned the continued use of greases, and com- pounds, because they channel, and do not lubricate these important gears. 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