The Washington times., 1915-05-09

You don't have any-what we call
tho white slave trafric-over here. do
you?' Quest asked, quickly.
any case Of 1t myself, Sir the old
lady replied. II was housekeeper TO
the Duke OF Merioneth for fifty years.
and where we lived we didn't hear
much about London and London ways.
house But since l retired and came up
here, and took to reading the Sunday
papers. ] begin to be thankful that my
ways ,;t.s have been country ways all my
"oN need to alarm ourselves. I'm
sure" Quest interviewed. making his
way toward tho door. "Lenora Is a
particularly capable young lady. I feel
sure she d look after herself. am going
right back 10 the hotel, Mrs. Wallet,
and I'll let you know directly ! hear
anything"
II shall be very anxious. Mr.. Quest"
she reminded him, earnestly. very
anxious. indeed. Lenora was my sisters
favorite child. and my sister-"
Quest had already opened tho front
door for himself and passed out. He
sprang into the taxi. wnich he had kept
waiting.
Clifford Hotel. In Payne street" he
told the man.
He lit a cigar and smoked furtousfy all
the way. throwing II on the pavement
as he hurried into the quiet private hotel
which fellow passenger on the steam
er had recommended as being suitable
for Lenora's one night alone In town.
Can you tell me Is Miss Lenora Mao
dougal Is staying here" he asked at
the office.
The woman shook her head.
Miss Macdougal STAYED here the
luggage Is waiting for orders. She left
here yesterday afternoon to go to her
aunt's. and promised to send for her
things later on during the day. There
they stand, all ready for her"
Quest followed the direction OF the
womans finger. Lenora's familiar little
belongings were there. standing IN a
corner of the hall
You haven't heard from her, then.
noon2" he asked. with sinking heart.
What time did she go7"
Directly after an early lunch 1t must
have been about 2 o'clock"
Quest hurried away. SO after all there
was some foundation for this queer
sense OF depression which had been
lowering about him for the last rew
days!
Scotland Yard" he told tho taxi
driver.
He thrust another cigar between his
teeth. but forgot to light It. He was
amazed at his own sensations, conscious
of fears and emotions Of which he
Would never nave believed nlilsell ca
pable. He gave In his card, and after
a few moments delay he was shown hp
to the presence oe one OF the chiefs OF
the detective department, who greeted
him warmly
MY name Is Hardaway," tho latter
announced. Glad to meet you. Mr
Quest. We've heard of you over here
Take a chair"
ITO tell YOU the TRUTH Quest re
piled, my business IL Il little urgent.
Glad to hear you've got that fellow
| Craig" MIR. Hardaway continued
"Ridculous the way he managed tc
slip through our fingers. I understand
you've got him all right now. though"
He is safe enough" Quest declared
"hnt, to tell you the truth, I'm very
| worried about another little affair
go on the other invited.
My assistant. a young lady Miss
Lenora Maedougal. has disappeared
| She and | and Prof. AshleLgh left the
steamer At Plymouth and Travelled uT
| IN the boat train. II was stopped al
| Hamhln road for the professor Snd
myself. and Miss NaCdouGal came o.
to london. She was STAYING at Chf'
lords Hotel In Payne street for the
| night, and then going on 10 the aunt
Well, I've found that aunt. She was
expecting the EtTt, but ths Etri nsysi