The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-09-01
The Iron Claw

[Read this story In the Palladium
and see It at the Palace.
Side BY side with q Flemish nun
walked Paris Apache. then came q
Montenegro peasant and a flowing
robed Oriental Swami. then q red.
sashed pirate and velvet clad vene-
tian Doge. Then, following man on
''lifters," who laughingly proclaimed
himself to be Hully Gee, the Chinese
Giant, came an equally tall figure in q
gold-braided Arabian burnoose. This
figure, for all its height. was strangely
stoop-shouldered. moving with dig
nifty of step which went well with the
voluminous drapery In which it was
clad. And Marley watched closely as
this stately Arabian chieftain. bowling
gravely to Golden, reached out two un-
gloved hands to greet the two hands
which his host extended to him. About
these hands he saw at a glance, there
could be nothing doubtful.
But Manley had little time to give
further thought to the scene, for at
that moment he became aware Of the
fact that Da Espares had slipped away
to another part Of the house-and dur
ing that night, Manley had determined
he would keep On eye on his enigmati-
cal foreign friend. But instead Of
following Da Espares, ON discovering
him stepping quietly into the deserted
library, the alert.eyed young secretary
promptly retreated to the quarter
where the receiver Of his dictaphone
was concealed. There, on placing this
watch-case receiver to his ear, Manley
had the satisfaction Of catching the
faint hum of voices. Much Of chat
guarded talk taking place in the Ii
brary Manley could not overhear. But
he caught enough to arouse his curl
osity.
Then the plan has worked?" asked
the anxious voice Of Da Espares.
Without q hitch" answered the
other voice. The Orders have been
cut through and the bomb placed"
And the clock fuse adjusted"
EYES,"
But what was 1t set for!"
For the stroke of twelve!" an
swered the unknown voice. by that
time the crowd will be at the table,
eating!"
But how" asked the anxious voice
Of Da Espares. could we get Legar
inside?"
The sound Of q triumphantly quiet
laugh came over the little instrument
"Legar is already here!" announced
the other.
Hush! Not so loud!" warned Da
Espares. And from that point on it
was only broken phrases that trickled
into the hidden listeners ear.
E. Game as an Arab chief.
Mocha the Dago acrobat on his back
yes, under cloak :. could hold
out both hands . and never even
suspected. being watched -.
can't afford to lose this time!"
Again came the sound Of the quietly
triumphant laugh. And it was De Es-
pares' voice that sounded clearly the
next moment.
But how did he work that bridge
fall?'
II. . long dive came up under
lumber schooner's stern and hung to
rudder chain down with tide
an hour later o.. swan ashore -.
launch to Oyster Joe's!"
Manley did not wait for more. Mid
night, he knew, was already too peril
ously close for half measures. By the
time he reached the upper floor, in
fact, he found Enoch Golden already
heading the grand march to the great
table running almost the full length Of
the huge room opening of the conserv.
atory. The next moment he saw Da
Espares himself step hurriedly, yet
smilingly to the side of Margery Gold
en- and take their places in that gayly-
colored line that rippled with laughter
and movement as the orchestra once
more struck up. Then, remembering,
what he had overheard about mysteri-
ously weakened Orders and planted
bombs. Manley likewise remembered
the newly installed vault and the fact
that Legar's final object was the pos
session Of a certain paper which that
vault held And he slipped out through
the door, and on through the empty
conservatory. frantically wondering
Just what his first move to avert that
impending catastrophe should be.
The figure which interviewed in that
crisis, however, was a much more pic
turesque one than the slight figure Of a
young private secretary in somewhat
disheveled evening clothes. For when
the merriment about the great crowd
ed table was at its height an unex-
pected and unlimited guest strobe In