Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1916-03-01
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fmakes Of him a finished craftsman.
CHAPTER 1LAfter stealing the o,nbe
Jewels and the Huysman war plans
London Lanyard returns to Troyon's fc
t ths hrsf tine time in many years because h
on his trail. On arrival he finds Roddy a
ready installed as guest.
CHAPTER 11I-At a dinner converse
tlon between Comte de Morbihan, M. Ban
non and Mile Bannon about the Lon
Wolf. celebrated craftsman who work
alone. puzzles and alarms him as t
known.
CHAPTER Iv-To satisfy himself tina
fHoddy is not watching him. Lanyar.
dresses and goes out, leaving Roddy an
pa pare asleep and snoring in the mex
z girl in his room
CHAPTER v-The girl turns out to b
Mile. Bannon. who explains her presence
oy saying that she was sleep-walking.
CHAPTER Win his apartment nea,
the Trocadero he finds written on the bach
OF tWenty-pound note. part Of his con
cealed emergency hoard. an Invitation
from The Pack to the Lone Wolf to joi1
them.
r CHAPTER, V1I-Lanyard attempts t.
that The Pack has forbidden the buyers tc
Pack.
CHAPTER Wilde Morbihan meeot
him and takes him before three masked
members Of The Pack.
:. CHAPTER Ix-He recognizes Popinot,
apache, and Wertheimer, English mobs-
man. but the third an American. Is I'M
known to him. He refuses alliance with
them.
He pondered briefly the possibilities
OF the Huysman plans.
RI In his fretting, pacing softly to and
fro, at each turn he passed his dress
Ing table, and, CHANGING once to OBJ
serve himself in the mirror, he
stopped short, thunderstruck by some
thing he thought to detect in that
counterfeit presentment of his coun-
tenance, heavy with fatigue as it was,
and haggard with contemplation of
this appalling contretemps.
/ And instantly he was back beside
the American, studying narrowly the
contours Of that livid mask. Here,
baffled him; and now that he saw It
he could not deny that it was unt1at-
teringly close-feature forfeiture the
face of the murderer reproduced his
face; coarsened, perhaps, but recog-
inlzably replica of that Michael Lam
yard who confronted him every morn
ing in his shaving glass, almost the
only difference residing in the scrubby
black mustache that Swallowed the
Americans upper lip.
After all, nothing wonderful in this;
Ianyard's type was not uncommon;
he would never have thought himself
q distinguished figure.
Before rising he turned out the
pockets of this casual double. But
this profited him little-quite evident
ly the assassin had dressed for action
with forethought to evade recognition
In event of accident. Lanyard collect
ed only cheap American watch in a
"rolled-gold' case, of sort manufac-
tured by wholesale, common key
that might fit any hotel door, broken
paper OF Reggie cigarettes. an auto
matte pistol, a few francs In silver
nothing whatever that would serve as
a mark of identification; for, though
the tailor's labels had been ripped out
of it's pockets, while the mans linen
and underwear alike lacked even a
hieroglyphic.
" With this harvest of nothing for his
pains Lanyard turned again to the
washstand and his shaving kit, mixed
a stiff lather, stropped another razor
to the finest edge he could manage,
fetched pair of keen scissors from
his dressing case, and went back to
the murderer.
He worked rapidly, at high pitch
of excitement-as much through sheer
as through any appeal in
herent in his scheme, either to his
common sense or to his romantic bent.
In two minutes he had stripped the
mustache clean away from that stu
pid, flaccid mask.
Unquestionably the resemblance was
now most striking; the American
would readily pass for Michael Ian
yard.
This much accomplished, he pursued
his preparations in, feverish haste. In
spite Of this, he overlooked no detail.
In less than twenty minutes he had
clothing with the American
down to shirts, collars and neckties;
had packed in his own pockets the
several. articles taken from the other,
together with the jointed Jimmy and a
few of his personal effects, and was
ready to bid adieu to himself, to that
Michael Lanyard whom Paris knew.
The insentient masquerader on the
hoor had called himself "Goodenough |
Smith," he must serve now as Good
enough Lanyard" at least for the
Lone VOLTS purposes; the police, at
all events, would accept him as such.
And if the memory of Michael Lam
yard must needs wear the stigma of
brutal murder, he need not repine in
his oblivion, since through this per.
lunctory decease the Lone Wolf would
gain freedom even greater than be-
fore.
The Pack had contrived only to
eliminate Michael Lanyard, the anna
eur of fine paintings; remained the
Lone Wolf with not one faculty i'm
paired, but rather with deadlier pur
pose to shape his occult courses.
Under the influence of his method
cal preparations his emotions had