The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1916-04-04

frosty atmosphere, Of the merciless
glare OF electricity beating upon him
from every side. And poignantly he
regretted neglecting to mask himself
with his goggles.
He wasn't left long in suspense The
coughing died away by spasms. fol
lowed by the Enthusiastically sonorous
accents of Bannon's voice.
We'll, dear boy. l have to thank
you for an excellent dinner and most
interesting evening. Pity to break it
up so early. Still. business-you
know Sorry you're not going my way
but that's good-looking taxi you've
| drawn. What's its number-eh?"
Haven't the faintest notion a
British voice drawled in response.
Never bother about a taxi's number
! until it has run over me-"
| Great mistake" Bannon rejoined
cheerfully. Always take your taxi's
number before entering Then, if any
thing happens However, that's a
| good-looking chap at the wheel
doesn't look as if he'd run you into any
trouble
oh. fancy not" said the English
man, bored
Still, you never can tell There's
the number on the lamp. Make a
note of it and be on the safe side, Or
trust mel never forget numbers!"
With this speech Bannon ranged
alongside Lanyard and looked him
over, keenly malicious enjoyment
| cleaning in his evil old eyes.
You are an honestlooking chap"
! he commended with a suspicion of a
hooking smile, but in a tone of the
most inoffensive admiration-"ho honest
| and-ah-what shall l say?-what's
the word we're all using nowadays
efficient! Honest and efficient looking,
capable Of better things, or I'm no
| Judge! Forgive an old mans candor,
my friend-and take good care of our
British cousin here. He doesn't know
| his way around Paris very Well. Still
l feel confident he'll come to no harm
in your company. Here's a franc for
! you
With matchless effrontery he pro-
duced coin from the change pocket
of his fur-lined coat and offered it to
Lanyard
Unhesltatlngly, permitting no ex-
preston to color his features, Lanyard
extended his palm, received The coin,
dropped it into his own pocket, and
carried two fingers to the vizor of his
cap.
"Merci, monsieur" he said evenly.
'Ah, that's the right spirit!" the
deep voice jeered Never be above
your station, my man-never hesitate
to take tip! Here, I'll give you an
| other, gratis-get out of this business ;
you're too good for it. Don't ask me
how | know; l can tell by your face.
Hello! Why, you're turning down the
flag? You haven't started yeti
Conversation goes up on the clock, "
Lanyard replied stolidly in French.
He turned and faced Bannon squarely,
loOsing a glance Of venomous hatred
into the others eyes. "The longer
have to stop here listening to your
senile monologue," he added with I'M
mistakable meaning, 'the more you'll
have to pay. What address, please?"
he added, turning back to get glimpse
of his passenger
Hotel Astoria" the porter supplied.
VERY good"
The porter closed the door
But remember my advice" Bannon
| counseled coolly, stepping back and
waving his hand to the man in the cab.
Good night
Without noticing him further, Lam
yard took his car smartly away from
| the curb wheeled round the corner
into the Boulevard des Capucines, and
made toward the Rue Royale.