The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-11-18

motoring; and Christopher was not sur
prised when. after about two-thirds of
the run to London. Jacobs complained
OF headache and vertigo. Christopher
suggested that II was far more likely
TO be the weight OF his big overcoat. and
advised him to take It off.
Still. he felt no better; and on coming
In sight OF an old-fashioned roadside
Inn not far outside the dark fringe OF
| London suburbs. no begged that the car
might pause at the door long enough for
him to get a glass OF brandy.
Hadn't you better wait bit till we
get farther onT' asked Van Cortlandt.
not, unsympatheticaiy The stuff's sure
"oh, sir, u you knew how faint and
Christopher hastily slowed down In
front OF the inn. where small. uncov-
cred automobile was already standing.
| covered with fresh dust
The whlskercd face was grey with
dust, therefore u was impossible to see
the natural state Of the sufferers com
plexion: but he sat with eyes half
closed and head bowed forward. as il
on the verge OF Inconsistencies. and
Van Cortlandt jumped quickly out to
! order the brandy Miss Warren sprang
down from the car also. coming round
10 the front for an anxious look at the
| sick mans face. and to ask II she could
do anything. She had her leather-cased
music roll In her hand. and Christo-
! pher saw the dulled eyes of Jacobs
glance at It, from under the dropping
| lids.
Then. just ms Van Cortlandt would
have entered the inn. out burst three
policemen. I'VE arrest you all on a
warrant. charged with theft" called
out one. and 1t will be better for you
But Van Cortlandt did resist. and
violently. Not for himself alone. but
for the girl. lie hurled OF the man
who grasped him by, the shouldsr. and
dashed aside the big fellow in blue who
would have seized her by the arm.
| Instantlv Jacobs had walked from his
dazed state into vivid alertness. The
catch Van Cortlandt round the. waist
was sent Keeling by a back-handed
blow from strong fist in deadly earn
est: and. seeing this violence, seeing
also the little crowd which quickly
"Help!" Jacobs slipped out OF the car
1.-the az n snake.
"Don't resist-safer not to resist. sir
he cried: and. while apparently wish,
ing to aid his pStT C,nr S So stumbled ,ni1 LED
arms OF the tallest policeman.
Seeing himself trapped Van Cortland
lcried TO Race. "Ninety-nine Park Lane"
and at the same instant something wa'
| IOSaeO INTO tnt 30
light, Christopher took his cue and
dashed off at speed JacohS ana one oil
the policemen tearing after him.
"Ninetv-nine Park Lane! Ninety-ninC
Park LRne"'
voice still calling the direction In thi'
At FIRST the number hal no specia
! meaning for him. but as his first no
/ excitement cooled he realized that O
| Park lane had some association OF I'm
portance In his mind. ....
"By love, it's Maritz's house!' he eX
| clal9t1ed. And the mystery of his touI
and the experiences attending II ap
peared suddenly to fash with rainbow
colora, clear and bright. For Mariti
was land is) a South African million
| aIre. prAsident Of the Blue Sinbad Dia
mond Mines, Limited. A rumor had
been hitting about that he had bought
from Ihe company that great diamond
lately found In their own fields. named
the New Koh-i-NooI, and that, with
the view OF currying favor In high cir
clss and perhaps securing a title, he in
tended 10 present n to the Crown.
What IL Van ,Cortiandt had tourneyet
10 Amsterdam on business CONCERNING
the New Koh-i-NoorP
with these thoughts running through
his head. Christopher slowed down JUS
enough to make II safe to turn his head
and give n quick glance behind. to Sc,
what thing had been thrown into tn,
tonneau at the moment II his flight
II was Miss Warrens music roll. and