The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-07-18

| was it. wondered: Could it be that
| he was 1laying game with Carton
and had given him double CROSSE |
was quite .Irprised at his next re-
mark
Carton he said conhdentially,
I'll stick"
Good" exclaimed the district at
torney, as they iell into conversa-
ton in low tones
BY tie way" drawled Kennedy,
81 must telephone to the office in
! case they need Tlc'
He had risen and entered the same
booth.
Haddon and Carton were still talk
irg earnestly. | rose and loungcd back
to the booth and Kennedy.
"Whom did he CALI | whispered,
when Craig emerged perspiring from
the booth. for | knew that that was
his purpose.
Craig glanced al Haddon, who no"
seem absorbed i'll talking to Ga ton.
NO one he answered quickly =
trail told me there had not ro0 a
call from this pay station ior hal. an
hour
No one" echoed almost incred-
ulously. Then what did he do
Something happened. all right
Kennedy was evidently cngrossed
in his own thoughts, Tor he said
nothing.
"Haddon says he wants to do some
scouting about" announced Carton,
when VIC rejoined them. I've ar
ranged to meet him this afternoon to
get the first part OF this story about
the inside working OF the vice trust,
and he will let me know il anything
develops then. You will be at your
office"
"les. one or the other OF US" re-
turned Craig. in 4 tone which Haddon
could not hear.
1t Was toward the close OF the aft
ernoon that Carton called up hur-
riedly As Kennedy hung up the re-
receiver, | read on his face that some
thing had gone wrong.
"Haddon has disappeared" he an
nounccd, "mysteriously and suddenly,
without leaving so much as a clue.
1t seems that he found in his office a
package exactly like that which was
sent to Carton earlier in the day. He
didn't wait to say anything about it.
Dul ltll. ltOl II DiillSIlS IL oNSi
| here"
Perhaps a quarter OF an hour later
Carton himself deposited the package
on the laboratory table with an air
OF relief. We looked eagerly. 1t was
addressed to Haddon at the'Mayfair
in the same disguised handwriting
and was done up in precisely the same
fashion.
Lots OF bombs are just scare
bombs" observed Craig. But you
never can tell"
Again Kennedy had started to dis
I sect.
"Ah." he went on, this is the real
thing, though only little different
from the other
do you think he could have been
kidnapped or murdered:' | asked.
What is this, anyhow-gang war:
"Or perhaps bribed?" suggested
Carton.
81 can't say" ruminated Kennedy.
But | can say this: that there is at
large in this city man OF great me-
chanical skill and practical knowledge
OF electricity and explosives. We must
find him
And especially Haddon," Carton
added quickly. He is the missing
link. His testimony is absolutely es-
sential to the case |, am building up.
"I think shall want to observe
Lorraine Keith without being OBJ
served" planned Kennedy, with a
hastv glance at his watch. Il think
I'll drop around at this Mayfair |
have heard so much about"
As we drove in cab over to the
MAYFAIR, Kennedy said nothing. |
wondered how and where Haddon
had disappeared.
Reside the ornate grillcd doorway
OF the carriage entrance OF the May
fair stood a gilt-and- black easel with
the words, Tango Tea at Four" Al
though it was considerably after that
time. there was line of taxicabs be
fore the place and. inside, brave
array OF late-afternoon and carly
evening jewellers.
We entered and sat down at one of
the more inconspicuous OF the little
round tables. On a stage. at one side,
a girl was singing one OF the latest
svncopated airs.
"WcTl just stick around while,
Walter" whispered Craig. Perhaps
this Lorraine Keith will come in"
Behind us, protected both by the
music and the rustic of people coming
and going. a couple talked in low
tones. Now and then a word fioated
over to me in a language which was
English. sure enough, but not OF a
kind that could understand.
"A Observation-Disclosures his girl,
or gun-mol, as they call them, trans
lated Kennedy
A motion in the audience attracted
me. as if some favorite performer
were about to appear. and | heard
the "gun-mol' whisper, Lorraine
Keith"
There she was. a petite, dark-haired
snappy-eyed girl, chic, we'll groomed.
and gowned so daringlr that every
woman in the audience ed and
every man crancd hisneck t. &C her
better.
Accompanying her was nervous
looking fellow whose washed-out face
was particularly unattractive. It seem
ed as if the bone in his nose was
going, due to the shrinkage OF the
blood vessels. Once, just before the
dance began. saw him rub some
thing on the back of his hand, raise
it to his nose, and sniff. Then he
took a sip OF liqueur.
The dance began, wild from the
first step. and as it developed. Ken
nedy leaned over and whispered. The
danse des Apaches."