Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1916-01-27

! pass at length almost purely as an az.
fair of impulse.
He had come through from LONDON
by the afternoon service-yia Bou-
logne-traveling light, with nothing
but a brace of handbags and his life
in his hands. Two coups to his credit
since the previous midnight had made
the shift advisable. though only one
of them, the later, rendered it urgent.
Scotland Yard would, he reckoned.
require at least t~wenty-four hours to
unlimber for action on the 0mber at
fair; but the other, the disappearance
of the Huysman plans, although not
contaminated before noon, must have
set the chancelleries of at least three
powers by the ears before Lanyard
was fairly entrained at Charing Cross.
Now his opinion of Scotland Yard
was low; it's emissaries must operate
gingerly to keep within the laws they
serve. But the agents of the various
continental secret services have a way
Of making their own laws as they go
along-and for these Lanyard enter
tanned a respect little short of pro-
found.
He would not have been surprised
had he run foul of trouble on the pier
at Folkestone. Boulogne. as well, fig
ured in his imagination as a crucial
points harbor lights, heaving up
over the grim, gray waste, peered
through the deepening violet dusk to
find him on the packets deck, re-
spending to their curious stare with
one no less mistakenly inquiring. But
it wasn't until he reached the Care du
Nord itself that he found anything
to shy at.
Dropping from train to platform, he
surrendered his luggage to a ready
facteur and followed the fellow
through the crush, elbowed and shout
dered, offended by the ~pervasive reek
of chilled steam and coal gas and
dazzled by the brilliant glare of the
O"F6EHduSluS 6l6ClllC dICos
Almost the first face he saw turned
his way was that of Roddy.
The man from Scotland Yard was
stationed at one side Of the platform
gates. Opposite him stood another
decorative official from the prefecture
de police. Both were scanning mar
rowly every face in the tide that
churned between them.
Wondering if through some fatal
freak of fortuity these were acting
under late Geographic advices from
London, Lanyard held himself well in
hand. The first indication Of an in
tent to hinder him would have proved
the signal for a spectacular demon
stration of the ungentle art of not get
ting caught with the goods.
And for twenty seconds, while the
crowd milled slowly through the mar
row exit, he was as near to betraying
himself as he had ever been-nearer,
for he had marked down the point on
Roddy's jaw where his first blow
would fall and just where to plant a
coup de savate most surely to in
capacitate the minion of the prefec.
ture; and all the while he was look
ing the two over with a amer of the
most calm and impersonal curiosity.
| But beyond an almost imperceptible
narrowing of Roddy's eyes when they
met his own, as if the Englishman
were struggling with a faulty memory
neither police agent betrayed a sign
of recognition.
And then Lanyard was outside the
station, his porter introducing him te
a ramshackle taxicab.
"Troyon's!" he told the cocher.
When at length his conveyance drew
up at the historic corner Lanyard
alighting, could have rubbed his eyes
to see the windows Of Troyon's al
bright with electric light.
Somehow, and most unreasonably
he had always believed the place
would go to the hands Of the house
wrecker unchanged.
A smart porter ducked out, seized
his luggage and held an umbrella
Lanyard composed his features to i'm
mobility as he entered the hotel, O.
no mind to let the least flicker of rec
ognition be detected in his eyes wher
they should encounter familiar faces
And this was quite as well-fol
again the first he saw was Roddy's'
The man from Scotland Yard hat
just surrendered hat, coat and UNI
brella to the porter in the lobby. ant
was turning through swinging door
to the dining room. Again taking II
Lanyard, his glance seemed devoid o
any sort of ineligible expression
and before quitting the lobby Rodd!
paused long enough to order a fir
laid in his Dom
So he was stopping at Troyon's-
and didn't care who knew It'll
His doubts altogether dissipated b.
this discovery, Lanyard followed hi
natural enemy into the dining room
with an air as deyil-may-care Is on,
could wish and 80 impressive that tn,
maitre d'hotel abandoned the detec
tive to the mercies Of m Of his car
tains and himself hastened to sea
Lanyard and take his order.
This last disposed Of, Lanyard sui
rendered himself to new Impressions
Of which the first proved a bit dis
heartening.
GRO BE CoNTINUED)