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, MARCH *>, two ,jppUltlAg^|LoFF by ep3AR Wallace (Ninth Installment "Paddington," he said, and * swung himself deftly inside. Evidently the driver was in Borne doubt as to whether he should continue. He went about two blocks and then pulled the tar up by the side of the curb. "Where have you come from?" he asked. "1 can't take you, gnv-nor. You look as if you were rununing away from some body." • "I was," said Luke Jfjk It was not a moment to argue. HTHe threw a two-shilling piece into the man's hand, turned down a narrow street conven iently near, and doubling back, reached the main road. Here he t* found a taxi moving at leisure, and a driver who did not question his bona fides. The cab drew up at the en trance of Scotland Yard and Luke went swiftly down the declivity and Into the gloomy entrance hall. A police officer on duty challenged at.Yteii" his re 'quircments. "Mr. Bird's been gone for two hours, sir. I think he's gone 4b into the country. Would you to see anybody else?" YJroaning inwardly, Luke shook his head. He came out on the Thames Embankment at one end of the Yard as Gorton and his Flying Squad came in at the other door. Turning left, he walked toward Waterloo Bridge. At Charing Cross Undereronnd he made an other attempt to get into touch with the Sparrow. There was a M CUT COFFEE COST IN HALF You got as many cups from 1 lb. of "Gold Ribbon" H Brand Coffee and Chicory as you do from 2 lbs. of or- mi dinary coffer, because it if? Double Strength. Cut your eoffee bill in half by using ''Gold Ribbon" Brand — I I 1 lb. lasts as lons as 2 lbs. of ordinary coffee—-and you *- TPHERE arc six s ani To get this premium, you must hat* X pitcher all of the same ej- t luisite design. Thi glass is ai least down glass, very ihir, very clear, of f Q CntltVldl L^S be fashionable pink color.The et U unusually graceful in thape. 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At first he though his luck was in. "Yes, this is Mr. Bird's house" said a voice, "but e's out of town. Who is it speaking. "It is vitally necessary that I should get in touch with him as aoo nas possible," said Luke ur gently. "Can you tell me where I can find him " "Who are you?" "Will you tell him it's Mr. Maddison speaking I have been to Scotland Yard. Ho felt a sudden draught. The d/>/>r of the telephone booth was aja*r; an unCtrtNAEued jnan was standing near by, and apVarerft ly had no interest either in him or his conversation. Luke shut the door again, and then, to his annoyance, found that whoever had spoken for Mr. Bird had huiW? up her receiver. Still, that was a start. He almost felt a sense of relief as he came out on to the cold Embankment and pur sued his way toward Waterloo. ! He had not gone twenty yards before two men, walking quickly, overtook him and fell in one at jpach side. *Hullo, Smith! Connor wants >o see you." He had never seen the man be fore: His tone was offensive and peremptory. "And who may Mr. Connor be?" asked Luke coolly. "My name is not Smith, it is Maddi son. • "That's alright, sir," said the other more respectfully, "but Mr. Connor does want to see you pret ty badly." "Where is he?" asked Luke after a moment's thought. "At the top of Savoy Hill — there goes the Squad." A car flashed past at that mo ment; the red light disappeared along the Embankment . 'They call 'em busies and they are busy," the second man bitterly. They did not go up Savoy Hill but turned aside, passed one en trance to the Savoy Hotel and up a steep and narrow street. They turned again to the right. "Where is Connor " "I'll tell you in a minute, when I've got a light for my fag," said the smaller ol the two.' He struck a match, and Luke's eyes insfln -f!v- 'v went to it. That is nil lie vemembered. He did not fe l the pain of any blow hut dropped limply to the pave ment under the impact of a rub ber cosh. His head was splitting when he came to senses. He was ly ing on the hard floor of a jolt ing motor car; he discovered aft erward it was s tilting Ford wa gon that bore innocuously enough the name of a respectable firm of greengrocers. The two men were squatting by his side; one was smoking, and they were car rying on a conversation in a low voice. "That's wlfat Connor told me," said one. "But then, Connor al ways thought this nut would put up a squeal." Luke lay motionless; his head was throbbing. hut he felt no other discomfort. Apparently, although he could guess there was a bump as big as an egg on his skull, the blow had not drawn blood. The car stopped and the en gine was shut off. "Are you awake?" asked a voice. "I'm awake, alright," said Luke. 'Tlien get out of this. Why was you so foolish. Smith." A mild question from a man who, only ten minutes before had stunned him. He found himself in a room not only furnished but overfur nished. Connor was sitting at a table shuffling a pack of cards. He looked up as Luke entered the room. ''Did you have to cosh him " lxe asknd pleasantly. The man who held Luke's arm grinned. "He wouldn't be sensible," he said. Connor pointed to a horsehair sofa against the wall, and Luke was glad to accept the invitation "Tried to put tip a squeal, did you. Smith?" There was nothing unfriendly in Connor's tone, but he did not cease shuffling the cards 'i h? spoke. ~ "I thought you were a man when you did that bust— yes. one of my lads saw you get into that flat, and saw you when you bolt ed. But "you'r.a nothing better than a dirty squealer. Went in the Yard and asked for the Spar row. did you? Is he a pal of yours " "I know him-," said Luke. Mr. Connor nodded pleasantly. "And then you tried to get him on the phone-—what was the squeal about? Don't trouble to tell me: I know. I never trusted you from the first. Smith ' —l don't trust Australians." Despite his aching bead. Luke could hut smile at this libel. "I shouldn't think they trust you a great deal, do they?" he asked. "Not much," said Connor. He cut the pack into tdo, shuf fling then scientifically, and all the time his eyes were on Luke "So you know the Sparrow? That's gr>od. I'll bet you know Danty, too " Luke parted. Why had Danty gone out of his mind Why had he forgot ten that Danty was the confident of his wife—that his one desire in seeking freedom from the sin ister environment in whfch he found himself, had been to ex pose that confidence man? "Know Danty, too!" Connor's voice was almost admiring. "And Pi Coles " Luke nodded. "Yes, Coles—that's his servv aftt." Connors smiled broadly, and there were grins on the faces of the other two men. Pi Is bis servant alright. Yon THE KLKIN TRIBUNE, ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA seem to know the whole darn shoot! ''l'm telling you, Smith, that a man that knows Danty and the Lewing gang, and calls at Scotland Yard to see bis friend the Sparrow, isn't a healthy fel low to have around the house." There was a long pause, ami then he added: "That's why you're not going to be around the house." He looked up at one of the men thoughtfully. "When is high tide?" "Four o'clock." Connor nodded. Again his dark eyes fell on Luke. "You a good swimirfor.'' "Fair," said Luke coolly. "We'll give you a little dip to night," said Connor. ''Put him in the cooler, Harry:" Connor carried on a legitimate if unprofitable business. He was a dealer in certain building ma terial, and barges came regular ly but at rare Intervals to this wharf and were unloaded. He bought and sold scrap iron, ce ment. any commodity which of fered immediate profit. The wharf could be, and was. hired for a fee. A few paces from the door of Standing out as the better cigarette ; THE SINGLE IDEA of superlative quality was the inspiration for Camel Cigarettes. From the time when the first Camel Cigarette was made that one idea has set Camel apart. A policy of better tobaccos, combined in an incomparable blend, manufactured with the most exacting care all to : ■ « assure the utmost pleasure in smoking. That is the ideal and the practice back of every package of Camel Cigarettes. « It lias made Camel the most popular cigarette ever known. More millions have chosen Camels for smoking pleasure than . • ever accorded their patronage to any other cigarette. CAMELS \ for pleasure^J C'Mt ■ the sitting room they came to another. Luke coud not help won dering whether the little cham ber into which he, was thrust had been used before for the same purpose. It had no win dows, but in otlior resperts was niriously like a prison cell. It might have been employed for the storage of coal, but there was nothing in it now, not even a bed or a stool. In the light of the man's electric torch he saw that the walls were of brick and white-washed. Then the door slammed on him; he heard a bolt shot and he was left alone with the unpleasant know4edge that it would be high tide in five hours, and that Mr; Connor, in his amiable way, had planned "a dip" for him. Margaret found several sheets of notepaper on the floor of Luke's room. She picked up one, read it and gasped. The date had been scrawled in on the top line, and it began. My dear Margaret. I am a most terrible — It was Luke's writing! It wafl Luke who had been there that night. She found another - sheet covered with smudged writing; tbla also wa» addressed to the solicitor, but the three scrawled line were undecipherable. He had deliberately crossed them out. Evidently he had sat down to wkrite a letter to Hulbert, had made two attempts and then had changed his mind. It was so like Luke; he could nevfer resist the temptation offers ed by a sheet of note paper—he must write somebody, he had oft en told her. Luke had been here: Luke was the burglar. But why? She turned to the detective, nnd was on the Up of her tongue to make the revelation when he said something that struck speech from her lips. "He must have been a pretty bad man, that fellow—one of our men recognized him as the chap who was driving a car this afternoon when Taffanny's was robbed. He gave one of the shop assistants a punch in the jaw—" "But that's Impossible!" she said * indignantly. "This man" — "Ah, you've read about it in the papers—a bearded man. Tliat'e right, madam, he's taken his beard off this afternoon. Johnson —that's the officer— saw him driving with a girl around the park." Again speech died on her lips. "They got her tonight," said 'the communicative detective. Mr 'Borton's pretty certain she'll put up a squeal—l mean to aay she will tell who her companion was. from all accounts he's a mail who's been seen about with her a great Seal In the ?ee*r or two." (Continued next week) Many apartment houses and home 8 are being built in Panama City. Uruguay has had a great .in* flux of tourists from Argentina. I'ostal savings in Japan re cently passed the $1,000,000,• 000 mark. More than 800,000 tons of rubber were used in the world in 1929. Randolph farmers purlhased 30,000 pounds of lespedeza seed and large quantities of other clover and grass seeds spring.
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