New Britain Herald Newspaper, March 17, 1923, Page 13

THE WINDS . OF DEATH BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM pyright, 1922, by / E. Phillips Oppenhe! Arrgt. NI'A Seryice, Ine, . et e BEGIN HERFE, TODAY Vendetta begifis between A\HSSAEL SAYERS, noted criminal, S8IR NORMAN GREYES, once of Scotland Yard, when Sayers' beau-, tiful housemaid, 3 JANET, saves him from Sir Norman by shooting dead an officer sent to arrest him, Janet becomes Sayers wife and able accomplice, In many exploits Michael escapes arrest by taking desperate chances. While Sir Norman is living at his country house, Greyes Manor, he is shot at from ambush and narrowly cacapes death. After a series of suspicious “accidents,” Greyes is con- vinced that his enemy, Sayers, is again in England. The police appeal to 8ir Norman to help run to earth his arch enemy, whom they believe is working at the head of a dangerous gang. * NOW GO ON WITH STORY Sir Norman Continues, “‘Pergonally,” was the confident re- ply, “I don't think there is - the slightest doubt but that he is the man who has passed at different times as Thomas Pugsley, Jales Stanfield and originally Michael Sayers. He has vanished from the face of the earth, | so far as New York police have a'a-l certained; but they obtained posses- | sion of an uncompteted letter which ' he must have been typing at the time of the raid. The first page he prob- ably destroyed or took with him. Fhe second page refers to you. Here is a copy.” . Rimmington withdrew from his pocketbook a halfsheet of pgper and passed it to me. 1 read it slowly, word for word. Things here have come t{o their natural end. The last fortnight has heen productive but there is danger in any further prosecution of our ener- gies, There is only one man who stands in the way of my return to Jlsondon. You know well of whom; 1 spéak. 1 wait day by day for your news of him, and hope to hear of no morc blunders. Sce that the woman you know of, too, is carefully watched. She may be as loval as she seems, but there are moments when I have my doubts. If N. G. can be disposed of—- “Interesting,” 1 remarked, To whom was the letter addressed “To a firm of leather-brokers in Jermondsey, Rimmington replied, “and it was written on the notepaper of a firm of hide-brokers in New York." o “The letter is from our friend, right enough,” I decided. “TFhere have been two attemps upon my life within the last two days, and I have just sent away a secretary who was keeping a careful note of my doings.” We talked for an hour or more, and arrived without difficulty at a mutual understanding. . Rimmington _under-! {06k to send a good man down from { Scotlana Yard to inake inquiries in the neighborhood, and he promised albo A0 trape my late secretary's ante- cedents through the)office from which che had come. ~in the meantime he begged me to return to London with Nim, The suggestion was not at first altogether attractive to me. “1 don't like being driven away from my own home, 1. grumbied. “Besides, there will be nathing for me to do in lLondon at this time of the year.'" “Greyes,” to me: You “very! o1 * he said earnestly, “listen | can play golf round Lon- don, and get on with your book. You are far safer there than you would be in an unprotected neigh- borhood like this. But apart irom that altogether, we want you up there. This crime wave in New York ':‘oamd. Paris, too, is quieter. ‘T}w Chief is profoundly impressed with tho belief that it is because operations are being transferred to London.” “When do you want m asked. j ) “Back with me tonight, swered promptiy.” H s . . l mmington of all |h§ P jal things which had happene {‘t‘)‘lrfi‘; own at Greyes Manor, but I had not spoken of that curious sense of impending evil which had clouded my days, and the prescience of which | Rad been so remarkably verified. We were soarcely crossing the first stretch of Jixmoor, however, Wwhen the memory of it came pack to me, and with the memory an averpowering re- turn of the feeling itself. 1 filled a pipe, stretched myseif out in a corner of the car, and set myself to fight this grim ogre of fear. It was no easy matter, however. All through the night 1 was haunted with fancies. The gorsc-bushes on the moors secmed like crouching men, the whistle from a distant railroad station a warning of |mpond|qg dan- ger. In a small village before we arrived at Taunton, a man stood in the open doorway of his housc, 1ook- ing out at the night, He mnncfl us as we passed, and turned away. Phrough the uncurtained window of his sitting-room 1 saw a telephone on ble. msA:lWh‘ellncomhc. a man with a motoreycle stood silent as we' passed. MHe lecaned forward as though to see the number of our car. In ten min- utes he raced past us, his powerful engine making the night hideous with its unsilenced cxplosions. Across galisbury plain, as we drew near stonehenge, a cruelly cold wind was blowing. ~ We drank from a flask which 1 had brought, and wrapped purselves up a little closer. At some “crossroads, high up in the bleakest 'plrt, another car Wwas waiting, its 1ights out, its appearance sinister. ! ‘We passed it, however, at fifty miles an hour, and the man who was its wole occupant scarcely looked at us. We passed through Amesbury, up the long rise to Andover, through .Basingstoke, and settled down into a ‘steady fifty miles an hour along won- derful roads. The mdon was paling row, and there were-signs of daw! right ahead of us was a thin streak of silver in the clouds, slowly chang- ing to a dull purple. Before we had | realized 1t, we were in the outskirts | of London, our pace gradually re- duced, but stili racing through the somber twilight. 2+ talaworth, just as we had passed e to come?” I he an- I had told Ri \ under the rallway arch, 1 felt the brakes suddenly applied and thrust my head out of the window. We had come almost to a standstill, stopped by a stalwart' policeman who, note~ book in hand, had been talking tp the occupant of a touring car drawn up by the side of the road, He came up to the open window. “Are you gentlemen going through to London?" he inquired, “We are,” I told him, we do for you?" The words had scarcely left my lips when 1 knew that we were in a trap. 1 realized 1t just in time to save my life, 1 struck with all my force at the ugly little black revolver “What can 1 READ THE HALFSHEET OF PAPER. READ 1T SLOWLY, WORD FOR WORD. “INTEREST- ING,” 1 REMARKED. which was thrust almost into my face. There was a report, a sharp pain at the top of my shoulder, and the re- volver itself slipped §from the man's crushed fingers. T was within an ace of having him by the throat. but lie just eluded me. The touring car was now passing us slowly, and he leaped into it, leaving his helmet lying in the road, A third man, who seemed to rise up from underneath our car, tore along and jumped in be- hind, and they shot forward, travel- ing at a most astonishing pace. Rimmington shouted to our chauf- feur through the tube with the idea of pursuing them. We started for- ward with a series of horrible bumps, and came almost immediately to a standstill, - I sprang out.. Both our back tires had been stabbed through with some sharp instrument. In the qistance, the other car had rounded the corner, and with screaming siren, was racing away for London. L) Janct Takes Up the Story It was toward the middle of Octo- ber when I heard from my husband for the first time in many months. I'or a long time my luck had been atrocious, I lost the greater part of the money paid me for the recovery of Mrs. ’I‘ru;nperton—Smlth's dia- monds, by an inyvestment in a small millinery business which I discovered, too late, to be already moribund. I had lost post after post for the same maddening reason. My looks had sufferad through privation, and my shabby clothes were unbecoming cnough; but if I had been Helen of Troy herself, I could scarcely have evoked more proposals of the sort which must bring to an end ordinary relations beteween employer and em- ploye. My good resolutions began to weaken. 1 had almost made up my mind to appeal for help in quarters which would necessarily have meant the end of my more or less honest DOINGS OF THE DUFFS NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, MARCH 17, 192 who looked like a bank clerk was ushered shamelessly by my landlady into my bed-sitting room, 1 was folding up a coat which I was going to take td the pawnbroken; I was not in a very pleasant frame of mind, and I was furlous with my landlady, “What do you. want?’ 1 asked coldly, “This is not a room in which 1 can receive visitors,” “My visit is one of dame," he answered, Janet Stanfield ?" “I am generally known by name,” I replied, He opened his pockotbook ~ and counted out two hundred pounds in bank notes wmpon the ‘table, 1 ¥ hios gpellbound, 'With the compliments of the La. vy he sald 'as he took up his bat und turned away. “Who sent the notes”'' I called out after him, “What bank Is it from?" “The bank of faith, hope and charity,” he answered‘with. a smile, *Good morning!" He was gone before I could get out so much as another word. 1 took up the notes greedily. I had done my best to live without my husband's help ever since certain news as to his doings in America had rcached me, Tor some reason which I did not my- self altogether understand, I had, I thought, cut mypelf off from any asso- clation with him and his fricnds. Yet in my present stralts my attempt at independence seemed hopeless. 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