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CHAPTER ONE VULTURINE FACE ITH an odd alertness Grahame arose from the deeply cushioned chair. Some jungle- bred instinet stirred within him, His un- ease was curiously at-variance: with the formal surroundings of this studio ante- room. . re e The ornam ~ stenographer - secre- " tary paused with gping and looked up with polite inquiry. : “I am sure Mr. My) i "| just a few minutes, Mr: Grahame,” she murmured as if placating his impatience. Grahame shook his head slightly and looked slowly bout the huge low-ceilinged room. It was paneled at both nds in silvered ebony. The sides were solid with French windows done in frosted, angular, leaded glass. Shadows of palm fronds from the adjoining patio made queer modern will see you in batterns upon the glass, His gaze examined each object within the foom with a studied care, There were but three other chairs like the ue in which he had been seated. Except for the girl at the desk, he was alone. His sense of unease persisted but Bot so gly now. The typist’s in- quiring gaze still held his own, He smiled slightly at his thought tha it was like Myberg, Hollywood’s greatest executive, to have this Platinum blond seated behind an ebony desk in his celebrated e! and silver offices. He wondered 1 she Were as efficient as she was doubtedly decorative, and conclud- ed that she was. He recalled some- thing of Myberg’s requirements. ‘The door to the inner offices swung open. A haze of tobacco smoke eddied outward. Voices blended in a mild confusion of sounds then one voice predomi- i Tacs on batlic eiathar the anil He's outside now. Shall we have him in? Our picture——" Another voice rumbled an inter ruption; whereupon a third voice aid, “But Ortega, you can’t do prerzthing, y'understand.” The rum- ing voice made some reply. Whereupon, as clear and deeply Tich asa ‘cello, a feminine voice cinta eerie “Goodness, but it’s getting dark. I must be going. Gentlemen, can’t we discuss this tomorrow?... Thank you, Mr. Ortega. I'm so awk- ward... forever losing gloves——” The door swung slowly shut, cut- ting off the sounds of the breaking- up of the meeting. Grahame picked up his light camel's hair coat and put it ove, his arm. He took up his hat and stood with a slight uncer- tainty. The door to Myberg’s office opckes. Abruptly that former sense ob-disquiet\zb0k hold of him. He faced. ithe sidewall, The shadows ims lay against the frosted-surfaces-1s if they had been stained in the glass. Whereupon his glance focused upon the one in- congruous shadow, He felt a faint tingling at the base of his scalp. There was a shadow of a face between the leaves, It was an odd face—a vulturine out- line with a predatory nose that seemed but a prolongation of an excessively slanting forehead. It ‘was as if a man stood behind a palm trunk, waiting. Ceeaaue walked toward the ‘= outer door. A buzzer hummed softly. The girl at the desk said, in a slightly startled voice, “Mr. My- berg will see you now. The others are leaving.” Half turning, Grahame replied, “Tomorrow. It’s late now.” The closing door blanketed the girl's confused protest. Outside the tuilding he strode along the cement walk toward the palms which threw shadowy pat- terns about his feet. Beams from street lamps sprouted. A thin, dia- phanous drizzle began to fall and glisten upon the surrounding shrub- bery. One swift glance assured him that there was no human figure among the palms. He stepped upon the lawn. and moved toward a central ORDER OF RED THE KEY WEST CITIZEN tree that might have betrayed the shadowed face he’d seen from with- in the office. He glanced at the grass at his feet. Behind the smooth trunk it seemed compressed as if a man had recently been standing upon it. Grahame paused, frowning. The fact that someone had stood in this place was not especially significant. It was important, however, that he had experienced that sense of un- ease within the office and had local- ized it as a strange shadow upon a frosted window. His years in remote places had taught him not to disregard his faint and atavistic sensibilities however ° Mrs. Charlotte M. Heilman, Washington, D. C., a Red Cross nurse, was presented with the baseless they secmed He pushed the tips of his fingers upwerd over his forehead and glanced with a semi-wariness above. It was if he stood in some jungly spot end had tilted back his helmet the better to survey the upper branches. Hearing voices from the far side of the wing that jutted into the patio, he walked over the cushiony lawn toward the sidewalk. While it was not yet dark enough to ob- scure a view of the street, neverthe- less details were hazed. As he S.epped upon the cement, a black limousine of extensive make drew up to the curb a few yards beyond him. Gerane Withington, 18, roller-skating the of! ] at the other curb. His mind and registered several facts in instant. The tan car faced in the | direction. Moreover, it was A man made a remark in a deep voice. A woman replied and laughed. They were the voices he had heard through the open door into Myberg’s offices. Two figures—the owners of the voices, he guessed—moved to- ward the curb from a doorway. The man helped the woman into the ¢: A door clicked and the vehicle moved forward. For an instant the man remained bareheaded facing the vanishing automobile; then crushing his hat upon his head he moved swiftly across the street, Grahame watched, and began to feel a slight discomfort. He put on his light overcoat, At which point Mary Haskell of Boston was Lynn, Mass., is now on her way} named the “sweetest freshman co-| New York oil that parking was prohibited by. ; lice regulation—or Mr, Myberg’s fluence. Although it the tonneau was open, The man who had efossed @e street reached the car. He opened @ rear door and climbed within. Grahame had a brief glimpse of-his outlined figure before he seated him- self. He was a huge man with heavy shoulders and short, thick neck. Two men approached the car froni opposite ends of the street. One got into the car and behind the wheel. The other—a small man—seated himself beside the large man in the scene had been rehearsed. There was no lost motio#. The starter growled, and the car moved Grahame stepped onto the ment. Several blocks ahead he the tail light of the first car stationary by the red signal of next arterial crossing. The Hight <f the second car diminished RAHAME entered. The river 1 asked him where hoe wanted to | be driven. Grahame’s lips parted to give the man his address; where- upon with sudden decision he said, “Follow that tan car you see two blocks ahead.” As the gears meshed, Grahame chickled to himself. He had acted entirely upon impulse since he stood up from his chair in Myberg’s ante- room. There was nothing reasonable or excusable about his performance heiress, Janet Snowden, wealthy young ull reel ag HE : Hil eeg0cks eal I H Harold Conroy, 4, reseued his has ac-| three-year-old sister from a fire highways to} ed” in a contest at the University| cepted a movie contract to play|in their apartment at Bridgeport, of Chicago, “extra” parts, i Conn, Florence Nightingale medal. __{ Florida, Pythian Sisters Conduc .|° MEN INSTALLS NEW OFFICERS a Installation Ceremonies CEREMONIES HELD AT REGU. Joint installation ceremonies of Key West Temple No. 20, and Jus- tice Temple No. 17, Pythian Sis- ters; were held at a meeting last might. The exercises were con- ‘ducted by Installing Officer Macie Smith, assisted by Grand Manager Violet: Stickney and Grand Sen- ior Julia Brown, A social hour followed the bus- inéss session, with refreshments being served. There was a large number in attendance, and every- one thoroughly enjoyed the eve- mpi Depet strict Deputy Grand . Chief; Violet Stickney announced that a district session would be held the} first meeting night in February, whieh is the meeting night of Jus- tice Temple. Daughters Of ! King To Meet There will be a meeting of the Daughters of the King of St. Paul’s Parish, held tomorrow afternoon, beginning at 4:30) o'clock, according to announce- ment made by members of the or-| ganization. Several matters of much im-/ portance to this church circle will! come before the meeting, and it! is. expected that there will be a‘ LAR MEETING LAST NIGHT; FRANK 0. ROBERTS PRE- SIDES AT INSTALLATION The following officers were in- stalled: Justice Temple Frances Cochran, Past Chief, Eloise Sawyer, M. E. Chief. Margaret Conner, E. Senior. Julia Brown, E, Junior. At the regular meeting of Tiger Anna Whitmarsh, Manager. Tail Tribe Independent Order Red Maude V. Archer, M. of R. and! Men last night installation of officers was hela. Twice yearly the senior officers of the lodge are elected and twice is the installation held. The first is in January, Month of the Cold Moon, and in July, Month of the Hot Moon. | Installation ceremonies were jconducted by Frank O, Roberts and he was installed by Wallace Pinder, Past Great Sachem, Those -who were seated night were: William, Cullingford—Sachem. George: F. Pierce—Senior Saga- Paul L.” Archer—Junior Saga- Katie Cochran, M. of F. Rhoda Baker, Protector. Viola Higgs, Guard. Key West Temple Carrie E. Hattrick, Past Chief. Susan La Kin, M. E. Chief. Elizabeth Johnson, E. Senior. Bernice Park, E. Junior. Julia Sweeting, Manager. Bessie Lowe, M. of R. and C. Lena Sands, M, of F. Lorena Buckley, Protector. ‘Constance McDonald, Guard. j i b last iijvalgtig Dance At Caban Clab } Arrangements are now. being! de for the giving of a dance} at the Cuban Club on the evening of Monday, January 15. Wampum Howard Wilson’s Band has seg " been engaged to furnish music|_Edwin H. Roberts—Keeper of for the occasion, and a pleasant | Ww Sana Rob Gaard evening’s entertainment is being th Wicwan, care paid it . e vam, pened teewerd’ te. | George N. Carey—Guard of the | large number of members in at-| Forest. tendance. i more. $idiey Thompson—Prophet. F,.0. Roberts—Chief of Rec- ords, Wallace Pinder—Collector of! of Seecccscccevesesececese:| FINISH PROJECTS AT'NAVAL STATION REMAINS WHICH WILL BEGIN SHORTLY All projects at the naval station | that were authorized by the CWA| have been completed, except one, | and it is expected that this will be} started in a brief time. | The exception is repairing and! painting the buildings at the sta-| tion which was | time ago and for was appropriated, and 500 man days allowed, Lieutenant W. B. Jackson, U. S. N., officer in command of the! station, expressed himself as being pleased with the work done by the CWA forces, 'Today’s Horoscope j | | The early hours of this day | tends to make one aggressive and | somewhat contentious. A _ little! | later hour modifies. this into self- | | reliance, which, with the original- of thought which accompanies s place, will enable you to stand | lone against opposition. In many | } cases there is an undercurrent ) artistic, sensuous temperament | | that will improve the mind. | FILES COMPLAINT | Maurice N y testified in his divo; suit that he had to-do all household work, including cooking and washing. The boat sails away, Fluff wave goodbye To Spotso the Pup. “See you lat- the The ads go below to their aa to rest. * i Books so smal! that two hand-| OVertaxed by fuls contain a liberal education sing - are in the collection of the Library; 26+ Smoking Tof Congress, lbacco Q that’s why only center leaves are used in Luckies The first thing people see and like about Luckies is how round and firm they are. The tobacco doesn’t spill out and there are no loose ends to cling to lips. That’s be- cause we pack each and every Lucky full to the brim with long, ‘even strands of the finest Turkish and domestic tobaccos~ only the center leaves. Not the top leaves —because those are under-developed. Not the bottom leaves—because those are inferior ini quality. We use only the center Teaves > because they are the mildest and fully tripe for perfect smoking. That’s why Luckies always draw easily, burn ‘evenly—and are always mild and smooth. So smoke a Lucky, a fully packed ciga- rette. And remember, “It’s toasted” —for throat protection for finer taste. 4 hawe om +Saturday at 1:46 PL M., «Eastern Standard Time over the Red and Blue Net- "works NBC, ucKY Steine presents the Met- ropolitan Opera Company in the complete Opera, “L/ Africana.”