Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1915-03-04

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wish to see yeu."
Manner
storm"
.John StormT
ayes, sir"
"show them in at once" He hailed
Storm jovially. for he had known this
young lawyer for several yeara Come
In, come inl I'm glad to see you.
What's on that legal mind Of yoursr
81 want you to meet Miss keene.
Hunt--Miss Zudora Keene."
"oh. l believe I've heard about you,
Miss Keene. You're Hassam AIS
niece. He was a very shrewd man. l
was sorry to hear OF his death"
"Hunt. you make study OF dia-
monds, don't your asked Storm.
Legally. legally"
81 want you to find diamond mine
in Brazil belonging to the father or
Miss Keene here. He's been dead Tor
a good many years"
Hunt whistled. THAT'S a big ORDER
Any papersT
"Nothins that would give a hint to
the location Of the mine.
"Well, can make stab at 1t, any
how. BuS 1t looks on the face OF 1t
like that old needle in the haystack
stun. We have some agents down
there. They might be able to help us
out"
"It will be very good Of you." said
Zudora.
She and Storm rose and as they did
80 a young man entered unannounced'
Zudora recognized him instantly as the
young man she had met at Nine. Du
val's. AS for Storm. he bowed slight
ly. Careless greetings passed between
them. and Baird and Hunt were left
alone.
"Well." said the detective grimly'
show are you behaving yourselfT
Straight" said Baird soberly. ut
was mighty fine of you to help me
when | needed help. The life of re-
porter is fascinating. But just now
l need II story. Got one?"
"Maybe. Did you ever hear OF
man named BruceT
"Yes." Baird stared at the rug. Yes
he had known Bruce In the days when
he was Hassam Ali.
"Well," began Hunt. II think the
rogue is, going to beat the customs
again. I'll wager that up to date he
has smuggled in something over MIL
lion In gems. They'll land at the pier
in about two hours. Suppose we bike
right awayT"
"Nothing would suit me any better.
want to maze good In this business
Hunt. The old chap may stick knife
in me one Of these days. but I'll 60
out honest" =. h'.
''That's the, way to talk! Come on
then"
At the piers on cases like this Hunt
generally donned the regulation uni
| form and the regular inspectors did
not interfere with his work. 30 when
Bruce came down the gangpIank the
detective greeted him.
"I'll take care Of you, Mr.. Bruce.
You will not have to bother with the
usual forInalities."
Anything is agreeable so long as
get out of this barn In reasonable time
Here's my luggage coming down. All
suit cases and one steamer trunk.
I'VE may have to search you person.
ally. Mr.. Bruce"
Same old idea. huh? Go as far as
you like. You boys wiil get tired some
day hunting for diamonds In my grips.
Eve often die on the job. Mr.. Bruce
but we never get tired" Nn
The only diamond found on Mr.. Bruce
was set In his fob. Hunt shrugged.
"Give it up?" said Bruce, grinning.
"For today. Mr.. Bruce. Good day"
Bruce started for the exit, looking
about for taxi. Hunt waved MS
hand toward the spot where Baird lay
In wait The latter understood this
gesture to Indicate that he was assign.
ed to follow the man. Bruce FOUND
his taxi. but Raird's was only half
block behind when the race began:
Nine. Du Val and Captain Radcliffe
returned to the formers house lmme-
fiateIy after lunch and they both APP
peared rather excited over something.
II seems that the two had met Storm
bnd ZudOra at the restaurant and had
asked them to ait at their table. with
no purpose IN mind save that OF friend
Iiness. During the luncheon madame
noticed the quaint lOcket around zu-
dora's throat and inspected t. The
two faces she saw inside the locket
made her heart jump, but the mildly
curious expression on her face did not
change.
She and the captain came into the
salon hnrriedly. They went directly
TO a table upon which the cat was
sleeping. The feline dreams were rude