Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-09-22
CHAPTER III.

CHAPTER III.
Pamela, after a brief conversation
with her friends. once more left tho
restaurant. In the lobby she called
Ferrani TO her.
Has Mr.. Fischer gone, Fcrrani?"
she asked.
"Not two minutes ago." the man re-
plied. you wish to speak to him? I
can stop him even now"
She shook her head.
"On the contrary she said drily,
MIR. Fischer represents type of my
countrymen or whom T am not very
fond. Ile Is a great patron Of yours,
is he not?'
HE is a large shareholder in the
company" Fcrrani confessed.
"Then your restaurant will pros
per- she told him. "Mr. Fischer has
the name of being very fortunate
That was a wonderful lunch
con you gave us today"
"Madame Is very kind"
"Will you do me a favor?"
Ferrani's gesture was all-expres-
sive. Words were entirely super
fiuous.
II want two addresses please. First,
the address of Joseph, your head n1u-
SlCldIl, dHu, StCOiulE, Inc iuufGES OF
Hassan. your coffee-maker."
Ferrant effectually concealed any
surprise he might have felt. He tore
a page from his pocketbook.
Both Il know" he declared. HAS
san lodges at Il shop eighty yards
away. The name Is IIaincs. and there
are newspaper placards outside the
door,
"That is quite enough" Pamela
murmured.
"As for Mo"sieur Joseph" Iersanl
continued. that is a different mat
fiat in Tower Mansions, Tower street.
leading off the Isls,ware road. The
number is 1SC. So!'
lie wrote it down and passed it to
her. Pamela thanked him and stood
':<ow that have done as you ask
ed me-" Ferrani concluded. "lct me
add word. Both these men are al
ready off duty and have left the res
taurant. If YOU wish to communicate
with either Of them, l advise You to
do SO by letter."
"You are a very courteous gentle
man, Mr.. Ferrani." Pamela declared
dropping him a little ocls courtesy.
"and good morninE!"
She made her. way. into the street
outside. shook hey head to the. COM
missionaries appraised whistle, and
strolled along until she came to a
cross street, down which several
motor cars We're waiting. She APP
preached one-a very r handsome
:limousine-and checked the dryer,
who would have sprung from his
seat.
George" SHE said II am going to
pay a: call at a disreputable- looking
, neWsshopy just where 1 am pointing.
You cant bring the car there. ss the
street Is too. narrow. You might fol-
Inv font and hA ohoNfp
The, young man touched his hat and
obeyed. A few yards down the street
Pamela found her destination. and
entered a gloomy little shop. A slat-
ternly woman looked at her curioGsly
from behind the counter. =
II am told that lIassan lodges here,
fine coHeemaker from ;Henrys." Pa
IT2la began. -
Tho woman looked at" her in.
peculiar fashion.
WELL" -
# wish 10 see him." 90 :
"You cant, thef." WAS the curt an
swef. "lIe'- at his prayers"
,At what:" Pamela exclaimed.
AT his prayers" tire woman re-
psated brusgueiy. There" she add
into the premises behind, cant you
hear him. ppor soul? He's been pinch.
ing some more charms from ladies'
bracelets. or something OF the sort, I
reckon. He's always In trouble. lie
goes on like this for an hour on 30.
ard then he fnrgives himself"
Pamela stood by the open door and
listoned---listened TO Il strange. wall
ing. chant. which rose and fell with
almost weird moiiotony.
very interesting," she observed.
II have heard that sort OF thing be-
fore. Now will you kindly tell Has
san that wish to speak TO him, or
shall 20 and find him for myself?'
"WelI. you've got some BRASS" the
woman declared. with a sncer.
"And some gold" Pamela aAsentcd,
passing Il pound note over to the
woman.
do you want to see him alone?"
the latter asked, almost snatcbing at
the note, but s,jll regarding Pamela
with distrnstful curiosity.
"Of course" was the calm reply.
The woman opened her lips and
closed them again. smiled and led
the way down short passage. ut the
end OF which was a door.
"'fhere YOU are" she mtlttered,
throwing 1t open. you've arst for it,
mind. 'TaiDt my business
She slolched her way back again