The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-08-07

Lftzi before because they wanted to l be very sure that she was actually in that house. Now they knew. | Meanwhile relations in the flat were growing rapidly strained. Litzi 1 Wertheim sat on and on. writing her l poetry. Every now and then she would get up and go into the kitchen | for a drink of water and. slipping slowly, would stand at the window, l looking out in vain for a white sig | nal amongst the dark shrubbery. She | waved her own handkerchief and got | no response.
 Detectives Pounce on Quarry.
 It was during one of these pill
 grtmages that Fanny Kaye noticed the torn bits of paper in tho waste
 basket The air was full of nervous tension, which made Fanny very
 ftdgetty. She bent down upon one
 of the pieces which had only been
 torn halfway across. To her tense surprise it was a rough outline of the coast of Pegweu Bay and marked as such.
 And even then Fanny Kaye did not suspect the truth.
 Time dragged on, 1izi may have felt that her doom was upon
 her, but she gave no sign. She said |
 Brighton by the late train, but she
 made no move to go. She sa- in the
 brilliantly lighted little drawing-room
 one knee flung over the other, writ
 ing her poetry while Fanny and Miss
 Connolly began to prepare for bed.
 Every now and then one or the
 other would peer in at her and then
 they would consult together. l Whats she doing now?"
 Writing-writing
 II ''Whattime doesth elasttra What time does the last train
 go?"
 T should think" said Fanny, that 1t has gone several hours ago."
 It was invariably the same Litzf
 was impervious to hints, cold glances,
 and the latenes of the hour. Per- haps she still hoped desperately
 against hope that her man would turn up; barring that. she meant to
 stop where she was alS night and Fanny or Della could like it or not, as they choose. They would scarcely , turn her out by force.
 , It was about eleven-thirty now, :, and Miss Connolly was actually in
 bed Fanny arrayed in dressing jacket , , and petticoat, was brushing her hair
 and fusdng about from one room to | another, still hoping that the unwel- come guest would make good her
 promise and go.
 Suddenly the door-beu rang, and Fanny, not a little surprised. went : to answer it. On the landing stood a small boy with a lamp. He was the landlords son and lived down
 There's two gentlemen called to
 see Mis- Kaye he said. ,I Two gentlemen" gasped Fanny Kaye, drawing herself up haughtily. :, Whoever they are, tell them that
 Miss Kaye does not receive gentle , men at this hour of the night . Then in great blaze the truth t flashed upon her. She knew that I the gentlemen were detectives, and that they had come for Litzi Vert Il helm.
 . Wait moment Fanny Kaye , said to the little boy who had , brought her the midnight message
 that two "gentlemen'- wanted to see | her
 She darted back into Della Con-
 ne1ly's bedroom white and panting. 4 "Oh, God"' she cried half-faint-
 ing. Della, there are two men down.
 stairs who want to see me. IT feel
 sure that it's something to do with , Litzf. Perhaps she hasn't registered . l herself or has done something queer' T see it all now, Fanny" ex-
 claimed Della, getting up hastily and " Ringing on her clothes. ''The wo- e mans German spy. You watch her F and I'll go down. Don't let her do
 anything queer. Mind you watch
 what she does. Fanny" a "Of course, we may be mistaken ' ?, Fanny faltered.
 "sure-and of course the moon
 may be made of cheese" Della l greed Ia cbo r herself, sketchily. 1t must be admitt-
 ed, but 1t did not take her long to
 make herself halfway presentable
 It was Fanny's delicate task tc o find out how matters stood with Lit = zi Wertheim. The only thing was to " accuse her directly; then if she were if really innocent of any wrongdoin = she would undoubtedly protest. - Fanny needed all her powers o1 VI diction and self-control to face Litzi Il She entered the drawing room "a where Litzi still sat writing hei ,- poetry. Until that moment the Ger. l. man woman did not realize her i'm. a mediate danger. She had reckoned
 without Lena Schmidt and Sada. Fan
 ny Kaye stood in the doorway and n pointed a trembling forefnger a, a her.
 70 'Litzi, there are two detectives | a you!' she announced dramatically r. half hoping to be met with a stare .- of blank amazement. But such was " not the case. The game was up. The # net had drawn in, and Litzi Vert . helm was caught. Deadly pale, but n Apparently perfectly composed, she
 rose.
 V "Oh?-Oh?" She spoke more in in- a terrogation than exclamation, at $ though hearing something of interest r- rather than serious importance. "Oh d very we'll. Just a moment" ,t With quick gesture she slipped zi paper out of the magazine and
 walked rapidly towards the back o1 "a the flat. In an instoant Fanny. re- , menbering Della Connelly's admoni- + ton, raced after her.
 Litzi was tearing up the piece o1 a paper; tearing 1t into hundred bits if She leaned far out of the kitchen