Evening Star Newspaper, April 17, 1929, Page 28

(Continued From Yesterday's Star.) CHAPTER LXVI LICK SMITH had to exercise unusual caution. He knew that every plain clothes officer in Lon- don was on the lookout for him and he was not the type on w] & false beard sat with any dignity. ‘The weather was in his favor. The rain continued and continued and still oentinued. Mr. Smith inwardly blessed the inclement elements; they gave him an excuse to walk under the very noses of men who were watching for him. He pulled down the brim of his soft felt hat, turned up the collar to his eyes and crossed the road. Taxicabs are scarce on rainy days, for what the drivers call the “amateur riders” dig up their pennies and indulge in orgies of locomotion of which they would not dream on other occasions. But luck was with him; he found a fast brand of taxi disengaged. “Pick up that long yellow car. You'll overhaul it in the trafi¢ of Regent street. Keep it in sight,” he said, and was, in fact, on Dick's trail before he was clear of the block which accumulat- es even in the early hours of the morn- ing ¢~ Oxford Circus. As the crook suspected, Shannon was making for Marshalt's house. When he was sure of this he varied his directions and was dropped within 50 yards of the square, at a point beyond observa- tion. The alleys at this hour of the morning were filled with noise, for the chauffeurs were tuning up in their garages. All the men were sufficiently engaged in their own business to be incurious and nobody noticed the stocky man who strolled aimlessly along the wall sepa- rating the courtyard at the back of the square; nor did anybody see him dive through the door that brought him to the back of Malpas’ house. And if they had, so many strange men had loafed abaut there that they would have mark- ed him down as a detective and taken no further notice, for interest in the Portman square murder had almost evaporated. Dick neither knowing that he was being followed nor caring if he had known, was shown in by one of the maids and immediately taken up to the study, where Marshalt sat alone, gloom on his face, which was not dispelled by the announcement of his visitor. “I want to see Stanford, Mr. Mar- shalt, but in the meantime I'd like you to accompany me to this house of mys- tery and tell me just what happened to you.” ‘The man got up with some reluctance. “I hate the place,” he said testily, “but it is due to you that you should }g:u'v\' Jjust what happened. Can you get “I have a key, if the controls are off.” He explained the system under which the doors were opened and closed. “I guessed that, of course, when I went there,” nodded Marshalt. In fact, T've had the system offered to me, but rejected it. It would be very awkward if the current failed.” “The current will fail this afternoon,” sald Shannon. “I'm arranging to have it cut off at the main. Will you come now or would you rather wait until “I'll come now,” said Marshalt, rising. He went down with the detective, put on his mackintosh and they left for t' > house together. The key turned in the lock of Malpas’ front door and it opened. Dick saw a wedge of wood ly- ing in the hall and kicked its thin edge under the open door, Marshalt watching interestedly. “You would like me to tell you just what happened on the night I was shot? I came in here,” he said, “and as you know, there was nobody to receive me.” He led the way up the stairs, talking all the time. On the landing he stopped. “1 was somewhere about here when the voice bade me come in. I think I said I was at the bottom of the stairs— no, I am more correct in saying that I was somewhere here.” They went into the long room and Dick pulled open the curtains. - “Now will you describe to me where Malpas stood when he fired? Place yourself in that position, Mr. Marshalt.” Lacy walked to the end of the room until his back was to the hidden statue. “He was here,” he said, “and I was where fou are standing.” “The whole thing is perfectly clear to me.” Dick was speaking very delib- erately. “I think I had the solution a week ago—it's—" Bang! The door had closed. “What was that?” asked Laey, startled. Shannon didn't turn a hair. He was inured to these happenings. “Looks as though the door's closed on us.” He strolled across and tried to pull it open, but without success. Then: ‘Where is Stanford?” “He's in my house somewhere,” said Marshalt slowly. “Who did that?” “That is what I am going to find out b THE RAGGED | > 'PRINCESS | wlixe Copyright, 1925, by Chicago' Daily News Edgar today,” said Shannon, “and you will help me. And there goes the door!” It was opened slowly. “That’s queer,” muttered Marshalt. He walked quickly from the room’and looked over the banisters. “That is very queer! But you told me about an idol—where is that?” Dick went back with him. into the room and pulled aside the curtains, and started back with a cry. The idol was The issioner seen these apartments before, and he found noth- ing now that helped him in any way, Stanford's meager h-qn- contained only a few articles of clothing, a con- unmu':.l time-table and a few toilet ne. Dick came down again, bitterly dis- appointed, for there was nothing in his hand that brought him any nearer to the mystery of Audrey Bedford's dis- appearance. He had sent Steel to the bedside of the wounded man, with instructions that he was to remain there until he was relieved and check any statement Stanford made, either in his delirium or upon recovering consciousness, & contingency for which the hospital | paj, authorities were not prepared. As soon as he had his report he drove to the Middlesex and was admitted into the private ward to which Stanford had been taken. Steel was standing beside the bed looking down at the uncon- scious man. - ‘THE- EVENING STAR, ‘WAS_HING'I‘ON‘ ©D. ©. WEDNESDAY; APRIL- 17, 1929. : | g i i i : H H 3% g i 4 i g % I Bg i i : i H 51 g I ssf gl i . Automobile parts, accessories service station equipment exported from this country last year were valued at E “He knows where that girl is,” sald $522,007,974, which broke all record: across the black marble lestal, feet on the other, was Big Bill Stanford! quick examination. had your breakfast? I'm in a |~ there—and something else. Lying limp « CHAPTER JLXVIL Dick jumped forward and made a “He's not dead,” he said, “but he soon will be unless we get help. Will you run back to your house and phone the Mid- dlesex to send an ambulance? This tele- phone isn’t working,” he sald as saw ummy looking at the instrument on the e After he had gone Shannon made a quick examination of Stanford’s inju- ries. There were three bullet wounds, one through the shoulder, one that had its entrance under the heart, a third that had ripped the neck. The man was unconscious and might or might not be in extremis. Shannon examined the pedestal; it was thick with blood. He had hardly finished his inspection and stanched the flow that was com- ing from the shoulder wound when the shrill bell of the ambulance sounded in the street below, and_in a few mo- ments the white-coated attendants were lifting the unconscious figure to tha stretcher. “How did it happen?” asked Mar- shalt with a perplexed frown. “I left him in my storeroom—the place where I keep odd things. The truth is, I'd had a few sharp words with him. I'm not satisfied that he knew nothing:| about Audrey Bedford, and I told him so0, and he answered me to the effect that he was leaving the house. I'm perfectly satisfied that he was there after you and I came out. It is terrible, terrible! What is this man Malpas? He must be a fiend incarnate!” “You are safe in saying he’s ‘that,” sald Dick. He looked thoughtfully at the door. “I'm so. tired of searching this house after happenings like this that I don't think Il trouble again. Stanford wore no collar and tie—did you: notice that?” ‘‘Yes, I thought that was strange. ‘When I saw him, he wore both.” “Just show me where he was,” sald Dick, and they came out together and into the house next door. ‘The first thing he saw, hanging on a peg in the storeroom, was a collar and tie. Shannon saw one of the two remain- ing maids. Stanford had been seen that morning; the girl who had let Dick in said that she had seen him in the store- room from five minutes to a quarter of an hour before the detective’s arrival, and that was the total extent of the in- formation he was able to get. 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