Evening Star Newspaper, June 12, 1929, Page 23

| his profession that seemed to him to 1 Jooking. \ “But will it be in this world?” - of the plot Dol THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, MONEY FOR NOTHING | ».c. weichoue (Copyright, 1929, by North American Newspaper Alliance and Metropolitan Newspaper Service.) Synopsis of Preceding Instal'ments. Lester Carmody, who values money above tradition, wants to turn certain heirlooms into cash, but is prevented by law from ing so. Dolly and “Soapy” Moiloy, €ro Who pose as rich Americans, convert him the idea of & fake burglary to do the trick, Twist_does the 1ob, but is by ‘the butler, who tells John' Carroll, Carmody’s nephew. John, knowing nothing goes {0 see Twist, accompanied ho sees to it that he is locked up Meanwhile sne and y Dolly, Twis n to double- and get aw “'Soapy” pian 1gnd Carmody (Continued From Yesterday's Star.) TWENTY-THIRD INSTALLMENT. HERE were, however, when Dolly made her way to the study, no signs of anything of an exciting nature having occurred. 'The table was unbroken, the carpet unruffied. The chairs stood in their places. “Everything jake?” inquired Dolly. “Uh-hum,” said Chimp, speaking, however, in a voice that quavered a Httle. Mr. Twist was the only object in the room that looked in any way disturbed. He had turned an odd greenish color. ‘Although he had spent a lifetime out- side the law, Chimp Twist was essen- tially a man of peace and accustomed to look askance at any by-product of come under the heading of rough stuff. This doping of respectable visitors, he considered, was so to be classified; and only Mr. Malloy's urgency had p-rsuad- ed him to the task “What happened?” xvell, T i what Soapy said. After you left us, the guy and I talked for & While and then I agreed to knock a bit off the old man’s bill, and then I said “How about a little drink?’ and then we have a little drink and then I slip the Stuff you gave me in while he wasn't It didn’t seem like it was go- ing to act, at first. But, all of a sud- den, he went down and out.” f “What did you do with the remains?” asked Dolly, interested. Mr. Twist disapproved of levity at such & moment. “Would you kindly not call him ‘the remains'?” he begged. “It's all very well for you to be so easy about it all, but what I'm asking myself is, will he wake up?” “Oh, cut it out! Sure, he'll wake up.” “Take a drink and then fix yourself another,” advised Dolly. Mr. Twist did as directed and found the treatment beneficial. “You've nothing to grumble at” Dolly proceeded. “What with all this excitment, you seem to have lost that cold of yours.” “That’s right,” said Chimp, impressed. “Pity you couldn't have got rid of it & little earlier, then we wouldn't have all this trouble. From what I can make of it, you seem to have roused the house by sneezing your head off, and a bunch of the help came and stood Jooking over the banisters at you.” Chimp tottered. “You don't mean somebody saw me last night?” “Sure they saw you. Didn't Soapy tell you that over the wire?” “I could hardly make out all Soapy ‘was saying over the wire. Say! What are we going to do?” “Don't you worry. We've done fit. ‘The only difficult part is over. Now that we've fixed the remains—-" “Will you please—" “Well, him what you like. Now VILMA whose voice is h’o;ord forthefirst time LY 3 This is Heaven’ that we've fixed that guy, the thing's simple. What did you do with him?" “Flannery took him upstairs.” “Where to?” car outside the station and take a train. That's simple enough, isn't it?” ‘There was a long pause. Admiration seemed to have deprived Mr. Molloy of “There's a room on the top floor. | speech. Must have been a nursery. Anyway, {there’s bars to the windows.” “How's the doo “Good solid oak.” “Well, that's all right then. Now lis- ten, Chimp. Here's the lowdown. We——" she broke off. “What's that?" “What's what?” asked Mr. Twist, stariing violently. “I thought I heard some one in the corridor. Go and look.” With an _infinfte caution born of alarm Mr. Twist reached the door and flung it bpen. The passage was empty. Dolly, whose fingers had hovered for an instant over the glass he had left on the table, gave a sigh of relief. “My mistake,” she said. “I thought I heard something.” Chimp returned to the table. He was still much perturbed. “What happens now?” he asked. ‘'We go back to Rudge.” 'And collect the stuff?” “Yes. And then make our getaway.” No program could have outlined more admirably Mr. Twist's own desires. The mere contemplation of it heartened He snatched his glass from the table and drained it with a gesture al- most swashbuckling. “Soapy will have doped the old man by this time, eh?” “That's right.” “But suppose he hasn't been able to?” said Mr. Twist, with a return of his old nervousness. “‘Suppose he hasn't had an opportunity?” “You can always find an opportunity g:u doping people. You ought to know X The 1implied compliment pleased Chimp. “That's right,” he chuckled. He nodded his head complacently. And immeditely something seemed to strike him on the base of the skull. He had been standing by the table, and now, crumpling at the knees, he slid gently down to the floor. Dolly drew in her breath a little sharply, and then, being a woman at heart, took & cus! from the armchair and placed it be- neath his head. Only then did she go to the telephone and ask the operator to connect her M"S‘o:tu‘jflg'? Hall, “Hullo!” “Listen, sweetie.” “I'm listening, pettie!” “Everything's set.” “Have you fixed that guy?” “Sure, precious. And Chimp, too. “How’s that? Chimp?” “Sure. We don’t want Chimp around, do we, with that sixty-five-thirty-five stuff of his? I just slipped a couple of drops into his highball and he's gone off as peaceful as & lamb. Say, wait a minute,” she added, as the wire hummed with Mr. Molloy's low-voiced congratu- lations. “Everything's clear for you, so ahead and clean up. I'm going to g:lt it in Carroll's runabout, and I haven’t much time, so don't start talk- ing about the weather. I'm London, to the Belvidere. You collect the stuff and meet me there.” “But, pettie!” “Now what?” “How am I to get the stuff away?” “Por goodness’' sake; old Carmody’s car was outside the stable yard when I left. Get the stuff and tell the chauf- feur that old Carmody wants to see him. Then, when he's gone, climb in and drive to Birmingham. Leave the BANKY ch. “Honey,” he said at length, “when it comes fo the real smooth stuff you're there every time. Let me just tell o0 2k “All right, baby,” sald Dolly. “Save it till Jater. I'm in a hurry.” Soapy Molloy's first act was to g0 to the stable yard to ascertain that the Dex-Mayo was still there. It was. It stood waiting for some one to spring to its wheel and be off. 8o far s0 good. But how far actual- ly was it? The really difficult part of the operations, Mr. Molloy could not but recognize, still lay before him. The knockout drops nestled in his waist- coat pocket, but, to bring about the happy ending, it was necessary for him to transfer them to the interior of Mr. Lester Carmody. And, little by little, there crept upon Soapy the realization that he had not a notion how the deuce this was to be done. ‘The whole question of administering knockout drops is a very delicate and complex one. So much depends on the party of the second part. Before you can get anything in the nature of action your victim must be induced to start drinking something. When you are a guest in & man's house you cannot very well go about thrusting drinks on your host at half- past 11 in the morning. Probably Mr. Carmody would not think of taking liquid refreshment till lunch time, and there would be a butler in and out of the room all the while. Besides, lunch would not be for another two hours or more, and the whole essence of this enterprise was that it should be put through at once. Mr. Molloy wandered into the garden, turning the problem over in his mind with growing desperation, and had just come to the conclusion that he was mentally unequal to it, when, reaching the low hall that bordered the moat, he saw a sight that sent the blood coursing joyously through his veins once more. Out in the middle of the moat lay the punt. In the punt sat Mr. Car- moly. And in Mr. Carmody’s hand was a fishing rod. Soapy was not & fish- erman himself, but he knew all about fishermen. They became, he was aware, when engaged on their favorite ursuit, virtually monomaniacs. _As ong as the bait held out Lester Car- mody, sitting in that punt, was for all essential purposes as good as if he had been crammed to the brim with the finest knockout drops. It was as though he were in another world. Another Place to Eat Dine at the Crown Restaurant Table &' Hote Dinners 4to 8 PM. 65 Cents and $1.00 A la Carte Service 7 AM. to 8 PM. The Avenue Crown 1727 Pa. Ave. Her voice matches her radiant beauty! The screen’s loveliest actress is more captivating than ever in her first talking picture! What clothes she wears! How charm- ing she looks! £ SAMUEL GOLDW YN Sound and Dialogue Presentation —An Alfred Santell Production United Artists Picture The madeap romance of New York’s pret- tiest waitress—who won a millionaire by flipping flap-jacks in a window in Childs’. BEGINS SATURDAY = Loew’s Palace Theater Exhilaration filled Soapy like a tonic. *Any luck?” he shouf “Wah, wah, wah,” replied Mr. Car- mody insudibly. “?‘t:ltk to it,” cried Soapy. “Atta With an encouraging wave of the hand, he hurried back to the house. ple and easy that a negotiated it—any child, that is to say, capable of smashing a cupboard door. “I'm telling the birds, telling the bees,” sang Soapy, charging into the hall. “ ing the flowers, telling the trees, how I love you . . ."” “Sir?” sald Sturgis respectfully, sud- dflg becoming manifest out of the in- Soapy gazed at the butler blankly, his wildwood notes dying away in a gurgle. Apart from the embarrassment that always comes upon & man when caught singing, he was feeling, as Stur- gis himself would have put it, stottled. A moment before, the place had been completely free from butlers, and where this one could have come from was more than he could understand. Rudge Hall's old retainer did not look the sort of man who would pop up through traps, but there seemed no other ex- planation of his presence. And then, close to the cupboard door, Soapy espied another door, covered with green baize. This evidently was the Sturgis bolt-hole. “Nothing,” he sald. “;nwuzht you called, sir.” “No* “Lovely day, sir.” “Beautiful,” said Soapy. Once more shadows had fallen about his world and he was brooding again on the deep gulf that is fixed between artistic conception and detail work. A gulf, indeed! Like some open sesame the word touched & chord in Soa mind. “Say, listen,” he Said . Carmody is out on the pond.” “The moat, sir?” «“Call it what you like. Anyway, he's there, fishing, and he told me to tell you to take him something to drink.” “Very good, sir.” “I should hurry. His tongue was hanging out when I left him.” Soapy, alone at last, did not delay. With all the energy that had been ac- cumulating within him during a quar- ter of an hour he gave the door several kicks. The panel splintered. The lock snapped. The door swung open. There was an electric switch inside the cupboard. He ft down and was able to see clearly. And, having seen clearly, he drew back, his lips trembling with half-spoken words of a regréttable kind. The cupboard contained an old rain- coat, two hats, a rusty golf club, six D. C, WEDNESDAY croquet balls, a on stock- breeding, three uml a copy of the Parish Magazine for the preceding No- vember, a shoe, a mouse and a smell of apples, but no suit case. ‘That much Soapy had been able to see in the first awful disintegrating in- stant. No bag, box, portmanteau or suit case of any kind or description what- soever. (Continued in Tomorrow’s Star.) Freighter Aground on Reef. 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