Los Angeles herald., 1907-12-29

But" said Broderick. cant you give US guess
as to what he wanted with hundred thousand paper
napkins, purchased at the retail stores, which he
could have bought at ridcuously lower cost whole
sale? Isn't there anything on which to hang con-
lecturer"
Frankly. old man. l am more puzzled than was
the beginning, for have satisfied myself that out
Of my two hundred barely possible explanations not
one hts the facts. have not the fantest gmmer
of light on the real why
There was long pause. then some one ventured
a remark and soon the whole place a-hum with
the talk of the bewildered club members.
Mr. Rand. just moment" said Reynolds, coming
up to us about hour later. "Ths is DR.. Reiter
eye and ear specialist, who dined with me tonight
seven o'clock we saw young in evening dress
in the Waldorf-Astoria who description.
particularly the white the red DR.. Reiter
noticed it, being interested in such things and mem
toned it to me-
Come on, Dunk, think we have hit the trail"
cried Rand
''Why so?v
'Well, that little scar observed definitely and
carefully by specialist like Dr. Reiter is clincher
on identity. He. doubtless, living at the Wal
dorf. Let US go and see.'
clerks that there was such guest. He had not been
there long None knew his name or room number,
but all had seen him
But see here" said Rand to the head bell-bo,
when we were about at the end of string to what
room in this hotel did several hundred packages go
on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday,"
Suite sol, sir" the man answered instantly
How do you know?"
"There was more small square stuff went into that
place them days than ever before in any job
ever been in Everybody knows it. Just ask the door
staff up there.
Rand now stated his full case to the management.
In two minutes knew that Suite sol had harbored
Mr. William Wang. Chicago" who had arrived
Sunday night with suitcase only. He had baggage
checks but had been unable to get his trunks and
had left Wednesday night. There were telephone
calls messenger calls his bill and he received
mail that they could recall. That was all the Office
could tell.
1t is only by chance that have anything to add
TO this story. Chance? No. only by reason Of
Rand's wonderful sense of perception. Three weeks
had gone by without one new fact being adduced
Tom Railway and kept watch on the New York
stores wholesale and retail, by occasional telephon
ing, to if the napkin buying should be resumed
but it never was The part the napkins had played in
sone big game finished,
Rand Tom Railway and I were leaving the Van
Norden Building on Fifth Avenue the twentieth
of June when Just as we reached the curb big red
touring-car came swinging around the corner out
of the side street into the avenue. The only oc-
cupant of the car was the driver, well shielded in
motor rig. He shot by US within four feet of our
faces. Rand ciutched my arm.
"Quick Dunk! There's our mani"
The only identifying thing Rand could have seen
was the teiI-tae asked no question, for knew
that was the point. In front Of the bank stood a
vacant Mercedes which recognized as belonging to
a friend of ours. Rand caught sight of it he
whrled about seeking to follow. Without
word he sprang for it and already opening UP as
Tom Railway and clambered into the rear seat.
We lost time by being under the necessity of turn
could just make out the flying car in the scattered
trahic of the mid-forenoon perhaps seven blocks