Evening Star Newspaper, March 14, 1929, Page 36

THE RAGGED PRINCE Copyright, 1925, by CHAPTER XXVIII IVE minutes after his interview with the girl. Shannon’s car {_{Continued from Yesterday's Star.) brought him to the imposing portals of Marshalt's house. Tonger opened tie door to him. Usually the valet affected some kind of livery—a tail coat and striped waist- coat—but now he was wearing a tweed suit with & heavy overcoat, and looked s though he had just returned from a rshalt’s out,” he said. brusquely. ou look pretty sick; what's the imatter with you?” asked Dick. He walked into the hall uninvited, and closed the door behind him; Tonger seemed amused. “You've said it! airplane?” Dick laughed. “So that's where you've been, eh? Woll. I sympathize with vou, if you're & bad sailor—it’s a novel but unpleasant experience. I want to see you more than Marshalt Do you remember woman who came here a week back the woman you fired out?” Tonger nodded. “Come into the drawing room, cap- tain,” he said sullenly. and opened the door, switching on the lights. only this minute got back, You almost followed me in. Now what about the lady?" “This afternoon,” said Dick, "a woman was found in the park, dead. I have reason to believe that it was the same person who made the row.” ‘Tonger was staring at him open- mouthed. “I shouldn’t think so,” he said. “In the park. you say? It may have been, of course.” But I know nothing about her, where she is or anything.” “You said it was Mrs. Somebody, from Fourteen Streams.” “That's the name she gave. I didn't hhm:v her. Would you like me to see er?” Dick considered. The man was ob- viously suffering from the effect of his Journey. and it would be unfair to sub- Ject him to another ordeal that night. “Tomorrow will do,” he said. He did not wish to prolong the inter- view, anxious to keep his appointment with the girl. and Tonger accompanied him to the door. “Ships are bad,” he said, “and little boats are worse, but, my Gawd! air- planes are sure hell, captain! Next time Lacy sends me to Paris I'll go bv boat—all the way if I can! How did she die, that woman?" he asked unex- | pectedly. “We think it was a case of suicide by poisoning. A silver flask was found by _her side.” He was standing on the doorstep, and as he spoke the door was gently closed on him. Evidently Mr. Tonger had merely shown a polite interest in the discovery, and was more concerned with | his own inward distress. “Your manners. my friend, require | improvement,” said Dick as he went down the steps, half annoyed, half amused. . As he came to the pavement, a woman passed him. He had seen her move through the little halo of light that one of the street lamps threw a dozen yards away, and now, as she came abreast of him, something in her walk arrested him. She was dressed in black: a wide-brimmed hat hid her face. Yet he knew her, and, acting on the impulse of the moment, called her by name: “Mrs. Elton.” She stopped as if she had been shot, and half-turned toward him. “Who is it?” she asked in a qua- vering voice. “Oh—you!” Then, ea- gerly: “Have you seen Marshalt?” “No, I haven't.” “I've been trying to get-at him, but he must have changed the lock on the | back door. Oh, God! Capt. Shannon, | ‘what will happen?” “What s likcly to happen?" he asked, amazed at the agitation in her voice. “Martin isn't there, is he? What a fool, oh, what a fool I've been!” “No there is nobody there, not even Marshalt.” She stood brooding, her hand at her mouth, her white face drawn and hag- gard. Then, without warning, she went Off at a tangent. “T hate her, I hate her!” she almost spat the and her voice was vibrant with passion. “You would never dream she was that kind, would you? ‘The wretched little hypocrite! I know he is meef her! What Martin does, I don’t care what he knows: but if Lacy is playing me false —he changed the lock. That proves—" Her voice died to a sob. “What on earth are you talking about?” he asked, astounded. The woman was in a pitiable condi- tion of hysteria; he could see her shiv- ering in the Intensity of her hopelsss Ever been in an | ry. | “I'm talking about Lacy and Audrey,” she wailed. And then, without another word, she " | come, leaving Dick to stare after her in | hotel. “T've | I don't care | By Edgar Walla ce 53 Chicago Daily News | turned and fled along the way she had wonder. By the time he had reached the end of the square Audrey was waiting for him. % “To whom w you talking?' asked as he walked by her side in the direction cr No. 551 % “Nobody-at least. nobody you know he said. She would have left him near the | house. = “Don’t come any further, please,” she | 1 “I'm coming inside that house wiih you.” he insisted, “or else you do not go inside. I certainly have no intention of allowing you to go alone.” She looked at him thoughtfully. “Perhaps that is best, though I feel | that I shouldn't allow you. He may be |a dreadfui old man, but I owe him | something.” | “By the way, have you the money | with you?" | “All that is left,” she sald with a little {smile. “I've been very mean. I paid {my board for a week In advance at the 1 suppose you realize that I've | got to get enother job on Monday, and | probabiy Mr. Maipas will send for the | police if T do not account for the money I've spent.” “Let him send for me,” said Dick. | By this time they were opposite the | door of 551, and, after & moment's hesi- | tation, Audrey tapped. There was no | reply, and she tapped again. Then the | hard 'voice spoke from the door pillar. “Who is that?” “It is Miss Bedford.” “Are you slone?” She hesitated, Dick nodding furiously. “Yes,” she sald. ‘The words were hardly spoken before the door opened slowly, and she slipped in, followed by the detective. A dim light burned in the hall, “Wait here,” whisnered the girl as the door closed behind them. Dick mutely agreed, though he 12d no intention of waiting so far out o “each. She had scarcely got to the firr land- ing of the stairway when he was fol- lowing her. his rubber-soled boots mak- ing no sound. She saw him as her hand ‘was raised to knock on the landing door and frowned him back. Twice she knocked, and her hand was raised for the third time when, from the room within, came the sound of two shots in rapid succession. Instantly Shannon was by her side and had pushed her back. Throwing his weight against the door, it opened suddenly. He was in the well lighted lobby. and ahead of him was the open door of the dark room. And dark it l:‘:d for no glimmer of light showed nside. “Is anybody here?" he called sharply, and heard a stealthy movement. “What is it?” asked the frightened fying influence. He felt the hairs at the back of his neck raise and a crawl- ing sensation run along his scalp. “Who is there?” he called again. And then, most unexpectedly, lights went on: & table lamp and a heavily shaded light above & small table and a chair within reach of his hand. For a second he saw nothing unusual, and then, lying on the carpet in the very cenier of the room, the figure of a man, face downward. He ran forward. A wire caught his chest, another trip wire nearly threw him down: but his flash lamp revealed the presence of a third, and he broke it with a kick. In another second he was kneeling by the man's side and had turned him over on his back. It was Lacy Marshalt, and above his ‘heart the white shirt front was smudged black with the gases of a pistol fired at close quarters. The outflung hands were clenched in agony, the eyes, half- on the somber ooze of blood Bunions and Tender Joints two Dr. Scholl’s Zino-pads for Bunions stop pain instantly, protect the enlarged joint from pressure of shoe, and soothe and heal the ir- ritation. Thin, mildly medicated— guaranteed safe, sure. 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Picking his way to the shadow | of the desk. he found, as he expecmd.) ! the little switchboard®which controlled after the other, and then rejoined the square there was little to be seen ex-|the inspector in charge, the miragle cept a high wall pierced by a door, | happened. There wur': click and the “Dead!” Dick. which apparently had been used, for door opened slowly. “What s it, what is it>" asked the within reach of the old man's hand the doors. He turned them back one gl 3 “I think the doors are open now, he said, and, taking her by the arm, hurried her down the stairs. “What has happened?” S again. “Who was that—that man?” “I'll tell you later.” The front door was wide open and he ran out into the street. ‘The dim lights of a taxicab were visible in the square, and his shrill whistle brought the machine to the sidewalk. “Go back to your hotel.” he said, “and N e (¢ \y \d o ) THE EVENING BTAR. WASHINGTON, U. . THURSDAY, MARCH T7, 19%9. T } “Open the door!"” cried Dick hoarsely.| “That means you've got a gun with- | Something will happpen to you—I know | “Open the door; I want to speak to!out a license! I won't press the ques- {1t will.” you.” | ton. Get round to the back and don't | He gently loosened her hands. | There was no reply. | forget that you're dealing with & mur- | there was none of the dust and rub- | “Wedge it back." ordered Dick, and. “Stay where you are’ commanded | .here is nothing to worry about,” | A policeman. attracted by the sound | derer, an armed murderer wio will not ' bish which 8o easily accumulates and | raced upstairs into the death room. “Don’t move from the room.” |y, caig "l bring a whole lot of |Of his thunderous knocking. came from | think twice about shooting you as he | hardens against the bottom of a door | The lights were still on: he stood in He dared not trust her out of his | policemen on the scene in a minute, i the darkness of Baker strect, and he | shot Marshalt.” | that is not opened. ‘the doorway, paralyzed with amaze- | and—" \vas joined by another man, whom Dick | «Marshalt?” gasped the man. “Is he | Willitt's man helped him climb to the | ment. The body of Lacy Marshalt had Crash! Instantly recognized as Willitt, the pri- | ghot?" |top of the wall. By the aid of his | disappeared! He looked round in time to see the |Vate detective. “He's dead,” Dick nodded. | flashlamp he saw a small courtyard and (To Be Confinued T tront door close. vAnything wrong, Capt. Shannon?”| e sent the constable away to gather | & second door, which he guessed was ‘omorrow.) “There is somebody still in the | asked the latter. reinforcements and the inevitable | Quite as unmovable as any of the o ST house!” she whispered. ~“For God's| “What are you doing here?” asked | police ambulance, and made a quick | Others. He got back to Portman South's Trade Field Lauded. sake don't go in! Capt. Shannon— | Dick. survey of the front of the house. Sepa- | Square as a police taxi, crowded with | . .| Dick! Don't go in!" “I'm watching the house. 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