Evening star., 1918-07-28
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tnat way In case THIS letter Iaio auto
wrong hands. Please Join at once. and
bring with you Gas quiet as possible)
things as per inclosed list.
''The grub We can do without II
needful, and II you can't arrange the
plant for making gas. we can help
ourselves to that from q gasworks
somewhere. But Is much petrol as
your two big cars can stagger under
is an absolute necessity. And with
out the dynamite. or something like IT,
we shall be damp sQuib.
You must be here on the job be-
fore daybreak, which will be at $50
1T latest, or I must sail without you.
und trust to picking up supplies and
Q shipmate elsewhere.
yours. truly,
20. KETTLE, Master.
"P. s-She IT, going to be beast to
navigate"
"Um," said Mr.. Martin Carnforth.
n. p. who brought this7"
Young person on motor cycle.
SIR" The butler's wooden features
relaxed into q moments smile. and
then froze again. said the name was
Brown, sir"
well. take the man to the kitchen
and give him drink"
Beg pardon, sir. the young person
insisted on the name of DR.. Brown.
and was -er-young person, sir. not
a man."
Il wish to heaven you would speak
English, Booker. Do you mean the
messenger Is a womanr'
Il suppose she is. sir. though her
clothes, especially the lower"
well, put her in the drawing room
and chocolates. and things. And light
a fire. And II she looks that sort give
her some cigarettes. Egyptians they
usually like"
Yes. sir: Certainly. sir"
Mr.. Martin carnforth, M. p, was
wanted, where to get it and how to
get it quickly. and (being shrewd and
businesslike) acted on this knowledge
with small delay.
Half way through dinner he remem-
bered DR.. Brown. Has that messen-
ger gone yet. Booker?"
No, sir. In the drawing room"
Hin. well. it's rather dull dining
alone. No. don't you go, Booker. III
go and see. what she's like myself.
And a half minute later he was say
ing: I'm amazingly sorry 1 didn't
know you were still here. Please come
in to dinner at once. Booker! Bring
back the SOUP"
Now think 1t was DR.. Mary
Browns voluminous black leather
breeches and neat boots and CATERS
which got her that very prompt invt-
tation in the first instance, and it was
a handy way she had with her eye
that warmed up early acquaintance
into a pretty warm Irritation berore
the end of dinner.
She had tried philanthropy, dancing.
religion, and medicine, and found
them ali very well as hobbies. but had
tired of each in turn. Now she was
seeing life as a Lady Motor Scout.
Have another walnut" said Carn-
forth as they sat over their dessert.
Il shall call you cork directly"
Cork. why?"
Because you are stopping the bot
tie. No. my good girl. help yourslf
best. It's 10. and we aren't going to
leave the bottle with one OF Kettles
little games to go through on ahead
ahead OF me that is. I shall have to
clear out in half an hour. I'm sorry to
say, my dear. My housekeeper will
bed you down here for the night, and
see you have shaving tackle and all
that"
"Oh, but I'm coming too. You will
smuggle me on board. won't -you?"
said DR.. Brown. moving her chair up
closer.
by jove. you have ripping eyes,
m'dear, when you look at man like
that, You'd better keep out Of Lady
Kettles way. or she'll be reading the
riot act"
"Then you promise"
"Oh, Lord, I'll promise anything.
Look OUT Here's Booker"
1t was q slightly embarrassed Mar
tin Carnforth that walked up. motor
head lamp in hand, to Capt. Kettles
rendezvous. The huge dark airship,
swinging to her rock moorings. twit-
tered to the breeze overhead, and the
little sailor, with cigar cooked to an
acute angle, lay smoking on 4 bank
Of heather. He handled a twelve-bore
cock Of his red torpedo beard was
full Of truculent satisfaction.
well. did you shoot the whole Of
the crew Of your Zep?"
mo, sir. only a brace Of them. The
rest concluded they would do as they
were told. 30 put them in jail be-
fore they could change their minds.
It doesn't do to trust Germans an
inch these days, Mr.. Carnforth."
1T never did. But where did you
IND q Jail up here on the moorT'
q t'There's an old adit close by, sir,
for some Of tho lead workings, though
It's too dark for you to see it now.
down the entrance. There's a vertical
thaft half a mile farther in that leads
up to the moor. Well leave word.
II you like. that they are there, and
anybody that bankers after them can
wind them up through that shaft.
But what any one can want Germans
for these days is beyond me-"
brac. even live Germans. There quite
n cult In sQme noliffcal circlea. for col.