The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-10-05

gold toldlng scissors, IllllnBhast pldceu
/ 1t in his vest pocket and turned to talk
/ with a friend who had dropped down
| beside him.
Know anything about this man Hin
| dUtest?' asked TiIlinghast, in course OF
J dragging conversation.
| 81 understand he's quite remarkable"
was the reply. He gave young Tyson a
perfectly astounding tip on the races
| and"
And Tyson almost won?" smiled TIL
| linghast.
I Exactly" replied the other. Most
! extraordinary thing! Told him to play
Silver Heels for show and Silver Heels
won.
Bully! How much did Tyson Loser"
''Only a months allowance. But, to
think the horse should really win
Know anything more about this re-
markable Hindutest?" queried Tillinghsst
only that he has a most wonderful
studio on Forty-fOuTth. and receives a
perfect crush of business. Parker, that
! butler We used to have here in the club,
| opens the door for him. They say he's
trapped out gorgeOusly in glad raIment,
like an East Indian. Hindutest gave old
SCrOgEins a stock tip and Scroggins has
been seen to go there every day since.
They say Hindutest is operating in Wall
Street, too"
Il should think it would be impossible
to gamble against such shrewd chap"
remarked Tillinghast.
They say he's making a fortune. Ty-
son ir he's handling some money for
| him on Change"
"Th deuce you say" cried TiIIinGhast.
suddenly sitting up straight Who's
mis- oker?"
"Oh. | really haven't heard. / just
picked up the information casually. You
know. ! wouldn't want to he quoted"
the other seemed. quite alarmed at Til
linEhastS sudden disposition toward aC-
ti, y lie sat nervOusly gripping the arms
Of his chair, fearful that he had said
too much
oh. no. you can be quite sure won't
quot" yOu-quOtatiOns are so confusing.
you know answered TiIlinghast. rising
abruptly and pulling down his afternoon
wais'Coat with on energetic Jerk
He went directly TO d telephone Cab-
net on the lower floor and called Am
berg. the theatrical manager.
Hello! This you, Amberg?" he queried.
Gan you tell me, has Miss Dawton any
money!"
Why. I believe she has a few thou
sand. Her father died. you know. That
was when she quit the stage. just after
I-wr-you know, You see. she wasn't
on more thaR three or four months alto
gpther."
oh. she's quit acting entirely. them"
Yes. It's been over six months now
Il see. Thank YOU" Tillinghast start
ID to replace the receiver when his hand
suddenly jerked it back, and he called
quickly. "Amberg, Say. You saw Hin
dutest this afternoon"
Yes
Did he say how things were progress
ing?"
It'll take four months at least" The
reply was nervous. hesitatinE:
Are you doing anything this evening""
asked Tnlinghast. after a moments
thought. VIII you run over and see
Hndutest? l think there'n be some
thing Of importance happening. Can you
run over there at To-
Yes. But why? What's up
Cant tell you over the phone. Be
there at five minutes to 10, will your"
Having received a wavering agreement,
Tillinghast hung up the receiver and
then called the apartment house where
ne knew Miss DAYTON had been living
when on the stage under Amberg's
management
There he learned that Miss DAYTON had
moved, and secured her new address.
Going directly to the writing room, he
scratched a few lines on a correspondence
card, and called messenger to deliver
the note 10 MISS DaWtOn.
For half an hour he idled in front of
the jade fireplace and unused over the
item from the Personals" At length
:. page handed him note: he tore it open
and scanned the following; written in a
quick, intelligent feminine hand:
My Dear Mr.. Tillinghast: Shall be
glad to see You this evening at O. So
sorry. but Ill have to send you of be-
fore 10, as l have an important engage
ment at that hour.
DOROTHY DAYTON"
Tillinghast drew his lips into a sharp
smile carefully tore the note to bits,
and dropped them into the empty crate.
Rising languidly, he sauntered cross
town to Hindutest's studiQ.-on Forty
Second Street, just off Broadway. He
was admitted to the house by a turnkey.
trapped out in East Indian raiment, with
a hooded cobra in gilt thrusting its VEN
Omous head from the center of his fore
head and swooping down between his
eyes,
TRiinghast smiled as he recognized
the man. and whispered:
Hello, Parker, how do you like your
new position-aren't you afraid of that
snake?'
The servant seemed agitated, and
with dmficuIty retained his look of holy
calm and sera phic secrecy, so impress
sive to Hindutest's patrons.
All right, thank you, Mr.. Tilling-
hast. There's more money here; but
I'd rather be back at the club. sir"
he replied in d low voice, glancing
quickly toward the several richly-cur-
tanned dOorways leading from the re-
ception room.
is your master engaged?" asked
TilliHghast abruptly.
Yes sir; if you'll kindly step in here,
sir. hell see you in a moment" The
man had suddenly returned to his
stolid bearing: II was evident he feared
Tillinghast had resented his personal
remark. for he knew Tillinghast to be
a most unusual sort of person, prodigal
III tips and sCTupulOus concerning a
servants bearing at one time, again
almost familiar. Besides, Parker wor-
SHIPPED this young scion, having once
been pulled out of nasty scrape
through Tillinghasts unsolicited eff
forts
TillinEhast seated himself on a gor-
geOus silk divan and sank into the
restful repo1e Of the place, smile
trembling about mis- lips as he saw Par
ker fit ghOst-like from one room 10
another. his scarlet hood flowing be-
hind him, his robes reminiscent of I,oie
Fuller.
The surroundings were Nrich san but
ornate. Little devotional gods and al
tars lurked in mysterious hooks, and
weird lights from floating wicks in
huge brass bowls of savory oil lured
ones mind-from Sordid things and