Evening Star Newspaper, June 26, 1935, Page 20

B8 CHAPTER XXXVIIL POISON PEN. ” Guy went on, ut & month later, gan to find my prac- tice vanishing. Patients & ‘who had been seeing me every day wrote and said they'd like eaother doctor; peopls I met hegan to look at me in a funny sort of way, and I found myself being cut in the street. «I stood it as long as I could and then I got hold of & man I knew quite well and asked him what had happened. He told me that there was a most scurrilous story going round about me and a young American girl named Trevor who had disappeared. “I went to the French police, of course; they tracked the tale home to some anonymous letters which had been sent to my patients. But, though they did their best, they couldn’t trace the writer. And that wasn't the worst! I was asked to leave the club. “My dear!” Alison’s eyes were full of sympathy. “How awful for you!” “Not too nice was it?” he con- eurred, “Anyway, I soon saw that I wasn't getting a living any more; I couldn’t even sell my practice for & fitth of the sum I gave. I had to clear out. I came home here to England and I put Scotland Yard on to tracing the letters. But by then the trail was cold and they failed. An old friend of mine, Dundas, let me stop with him and help a bit in re- turn for my board and I'd one conso- lation, anyway; I was doing good work again, where it was needed.” He was silent for a few seconds, Jooking straight out before him. His clear, light eyes came down slowly and rested on her face. “You know, I'm not sorry, now! I mean, that it happened.” He was smiling at her. “If it hadn’t, I'd be out there now!” 2 i “Rather & big price to pay!” said Alison. “Not too big.” “Not?” “No! Not a bit. Ididn’t know that any one could be as much in love as I am with you!” “Are you?” She knew it, yet was pining to hear him say so. “you know I am. Utterly. When I thought I'd lost you, yesterday, I went nearly crazy.” “So did 1.” It was half a whisper, “Directly the door shut I was sorry. I wanted to tear after you down the street.” “Did you?” “Mmm . . ." The clock struck the half hour. A very fat man with a scowl and a rolled newspaper, waiting for his lunch, glowered impatiently at the two who sat at the corner table. He muttered grumpily, “Indecent, 1 call it!” and looked at his watch. A young clerk, looking for a free = ‘ “So I left London that night di- rectly I was done with my last case, got down just before 11 and parked my car right up on the downs. Then I walked down to the house as quietly as I could, found a good spot just across the road and lay down to wait. You see, I guessed the person'd turn up to wait for me, since the house looked empty, and I meant to have & loook at ’em first. But then I saw a light moving inside the house——" “My light!” “Yes. So I started to get into the garden and investigate, when I saw some one climbing in through the open window. So I thought it'd be a good idea to climb in, too, and sur- prise 'em, as they'd be expecting me to arrive by the door. Anyway, I got in and the next thing I knew was your hand in my face and & terrific yell.” Allison looked at him curiously. “But why didn’t you tell me right off? I mean your name and why you were there?” ' “Because I was such a complete and utterly blind fool that I thought that you might have something to do with itt” “With the anonymous letters?” “Yes. Or the telephone call. I felt in my bones that you were telling me the truth, of course, but—well, I dign’t know what they were playing at, and I didn’t mean to be caught. That’s why I wouldn’t tell you I'd a car and take you into Warley and that's the reason I wanted you to wait upstairs, I didn’t mean them to catch us to- gether. You see, those letters had practically accused me of causing the Trevor girl to disappear and I thought THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, WEDN’ESDKY, JUNE 26, 1938.° they might be trying it again. I tell you, I was a blind fool!” “Not @ bit,” contradicted Alison. “I think it was rather natural after what you'd been through.” “Not to any one who'd seen you,” retorted Guy. “I ought to have known —but anyway, that's what I did think. So when you were in bed I went through all the drawers in that desk, to see if I could find out who owned the house.” Alison and Guy begin, tomorrow, a race against time. — TRAFFIC CONVICTIONS Four Fined on Second-Offense Speeding Charge. Four persons were convicted by Judge Ralph Given in Trafic Court yesterday on second-offense speeding charges. Three, Jesse Gayden, 2224 Virginia avenue southwest; Thomas Gray, 1740 L street, and John H. Tibbs, 124 Daniel street southeast, were fined $15 each, while Ray C. Anderson, 3534 Tenth street, was fined $10. George Walker, failing to give right of way, and James T. Ballard, charged with operating without a permit, were fined $50 each. Fatalistic Twin Ends Life. Laboring under the superstition that one of twins cannot live long, 19-year- old Hiroshi Ode ended his life by taking poison in Kotobukicho, Japan. He left the following note to his em- ployer: “The predicament of a twin is sad. One of the two is fated to die early. My death has been decreed since I was 17 years old.” His diary disclosed similar fatalistic messages, addressed to his twin sister, Toshi, in CHANGE IN PARKING RESTRICTIONS URGED City Heads Reported Favoring Move to Extend Bans Near Intersections. 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The clock works on a separate current and may be used in any room. chair, caught at the back of one by Alison’s table, looked down, raised his eyebrows and went elsewhere | wearing a very wide grin. | Totally unconscious that any one had even looked at them, Guy and Alison drifted back into their inter- Tupted conversation. “You begin to see how it was?” “I think so” she said. “But I don't quite understand where the house at Warley came in.” “Tll tell you that in a minute. More coffee? No? A cigaret? Don't you? Just as well. We shan't be able to afford it!” i Alison turned so bright a pink that 1t clashed with the red ribbon on| her hat. “Be quiet! Some one'll hear you! | “Let 'em.” said Guy briefly. “What was 1 saying? Oh, yes, Warley. It was like this. I'd given up all hope of finding out who'd sent those let- ters, though I felt pretty certain in my own mind that it was this woman, I told you about. I didn’t know any | one else who would hate me enough. “Then one day I was putting through a phone call at that little restaurant where we went in Soho— it’s Tun by a patient of mine and I often go there—when I saw those two at the very mext table. The woman and the fellow she got mixed up with in France—the gigolo.” Alison broke “What was he like?” in. “The man? Dark, Spanish-looking— that's why 1 asked you the other She asked breathlessly, “What was his name?” “Called himself De Gouy—she was @& Mrs. Poynter.” “Daphne Poynter?” “Yes. How do you know?" “T'll tell you later,” said Alison. “Go on!” “Well, anyway, they were having & most awful row. One could hear ’em half across the restaurant. She was calling him every name under the sun because he hadn’t married her after her husband’s death. He was a nasty bit of work and he simply sat and shrugged his shoulders and sneered and told her that if she wanted him she'd better get some money. “He told her that if she hadn’t been ® fool, she'd have known about her husband having an annuity. She was obviously dreadfully in love with the fellow and half off her head and I rather hoped she might say something that would give me a clue. Unfor- tunately, she looked up and saw me. “She went about as white as that menu and shut up as if she'd lost her tongue and I saw the man look round at me. Then a waiter came up and told me that he'd put through my call and that Dundas was on the tele- El;one and when I got back they'd th gone. But for that I might have followed them. That was about six weeks ago. And I heard nothing more ut all until the other night, the night that I met you.” “About 6 o'clock that evening, I was in the surgery and I got a phone call. 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