The Monmouth inquirer., 1917-04-26

"Surelyi Did / not say that
would be there? l was the Italian
Count Sucini much resemble bad
no difficulty in obtaining the invi-
tation, Mr. Crewe"
Don't Mister me, count" and
Crewe showed his white teeth in
half smile. Il am Just plain Crewe.
/ have no other name. Did you obey
my orders?"
Most assuredly"
"You are lying, Sindahr," Crewe
announced coolly.
And when the man in front Of the
bar took a step backward away from
it and shot a CLEAN from his eyes that
was half hatred and half fear, the
proprietor added as coolly as before:
''I on East Indians think that you are
the only wise guys on earth, but you
will find when you know me better
that l am gifted with something of
the occult myself. Shell out, count
what do you mean by that express
sion, Crewe," the Oriental demanded
and there was no mistaking the ha-
tired in his eyes then.
"I sent you up there, Sindahr, to
watch, not to lift l told you eX-
pressly that you were not to pinch q
thing, even if the opportunity offered.
You disobeyed me. Shell OUT"
81 have nothing. l stole not a
thing"
Count, do you want me to send
you up the river?"
mo, no, no! Not even if you
could do so,' was the hasty but half
uncertain reply.
"Then dig down in your jeans and
cough up that cameo brooch that you
lifted tonight"
Sindahr's expressive eyes grew wide
with fear. Then, without word Of
reply, he thrust one hand inside his
waistcoat and brought forth an article
wrapped in tissue-paper,
He passed it across the bar TO
Crewe, who opened the wrapping
enough to see what it contained, then
turned and dropped it into drawer
behind him, which he locked.
The 0riental's expression was MUIR
derous when Crewe confronted him
again. but it changed to fear once
more as he murmured;
"You are devil yes, devil -
another silva! How could you know
about that?"
q knew. That is enough. Were
both of your pupils there?"
Yes"
Did they get busy? Did they
pinch anything?"
Z think not. If so, I did not de-
tect them"
"Was anything stolen besides the
cameo?"
81 do not think So I came away
Immediately after the supper. If there
were things missing did not hear Of
it. I was"
The front door opened, and Crewe
interrupted him sharply
Here comes a man who may ques-
tion you. Be careful what you say"
Lieutenant Muchmore strobe swift
r. to the bar. Another plain-clothcs
man was with him.
.TIello, Crewe!" he said. Taen:
"Who's your friend%
Good evening, Muchmore. How
are you, Bunting % Cr9we replied
easily. My friend is the celebrated
and Justly renowned Professor Sin
oahr, known to the public as the
Worker of Miracles"
"And known to the police as the
slickest dip that ever happened"
Muchmore snapped out, whirling up
on the Oriental savagely.
Sindahr, however, remained appar-
emily unmoved by the statement or
the attitude of the officer. Indeed, his
tee'S cleaned and his soft eyes shone
in a smile that might have been ap-
preciatfon of the compliment.
"That is, unfortunately, reputa-
ton that fell upon ME because
have given exhibitions of pocketpick-
ing on the STAGE" he said in his veI-
voice But / have done that
merely to teach my audiences how to
dSolu lHe UPS, DIS YOU CAN tueiu. Ou
have no charge against me, know"
No; l wish to Heaven l had one!
Hut, all the same, you are the man l
want to see. had description of
you tonight, and remembered then
that I knew you. He turned sharply
to the man behind the bar. "Crewe,"
he demanded. "you have some ac-
quaintance with Moreaux, the artist,
haven't you?"
''A slight one"
'He has visited YOUR place-this
placer"
Possibly. I have a wretched mem
ory lieutenant"
"Vrell, l am going to speak to you
Pre- emily about something that you
VIII remember, because it happened
so recently - not much more than an
hour ago. Just now I want to know
who the new pupil was that you in