The Washington times., 1919-02-07
a. You an Win the Prize You Write Final Chapter

IL to me. No! Hold on. The Writst
name Madeline Lucille Connor'," he
repeated huskily. what address!
Addressg" he bawled in his iulDati-
emit anger. where in b did she
write from"
The. Capitol Park HOTEL" I've got
it again" triumphantly exclaimed
Henderson as q big wave OF memory
brought the missing name back to
him.
You've got it all right" disgusted-
Iy commented the doughty Major as
he listened at the phone again.
He heard much the same invitation
given him in the letter as was stated
by Henderson.
And that's one hotel We overlook
cd. Can you beat it,
what do you think OF !t?" queried
Barry. But Knowles was already go
ing doorwards. AS fast as they could
they taxied to the Capitol Park Hotel
Yes" the day manager said, She
was stopping here with her aunt"
"Shs was, but she isn't now
neither OF them" interjseted the tele-
phone girl, intefestedly listening.
What, almost shrieked Knowles
and Henderson, Not here:"
mo, the girl went out before ten
this morning to keep an appoint
ment"
you are sure you don't know
where she went anxiously queried
Henderson.
"Not unless a telephone call re-
ceived by her aunt has some bearing
on her Whereabouts. There Is some
thing funny about that old lady. A
man phoned for Miss Conner and the
aunt represented herself as the
younger woman. In answer to his in
quiry overheard her say danger
threatened him-great danger, and
for him to meet her in thirty minutes
at a friends on Connecticut, avenue.
across the bridge; an old gray stone
house with evergreens In front. Then
she went out, returning later and
checked out in a hurry. Took her
niece's things along, too"
what do you say 10 calling The
Times about Rimban: Perhaps their
article has developed something in
our favor" volunteered Barry.
Knowles agreed and asked Hender-
son TO see also IL he could fnd the
chauffeurs OF the cabs used by Miss
Conner and her alleged aunt, Mrs.
Emery Thayer, as she registered.
Give me The Times. please, he
asked the operator. Getting a cub
reporter" on the phone, he learned
that their police headquarters man
had just phoned that there had been
a collision between two taxis and a
Connecticut avenue car. and that a
L. S. aviator. presumably the missing
KimbaIl, although it had not been
actually established. and a lady, who
refused to give her name, had been
carried into the Highlands Apartment
Hotel.
Knowles had repeated enough 20
inform the listeners Of the substantial
facts.
GO ahead" said he. any more?''
The lad at the phone airly remarked,
Why not buy the next Times extra;
itu be on the street in a moment,
and it's ali in there"
Give me the news editor. This
is Major Knowles of the Ordnance
Department, L. S. A, talking.
L beg your pardon" suffered the
humbIed cub" reporter.
Obtaining the news editor, Majo:
Knowles introduced himself and
promised in return for advance in
formation a bigger story yet when
It was ready to break.
He found out. from the point where
the boy left OF, that both injured
persons had been removed by the un-
known lady's direction to her home,
address not known. She had called
the still unconscious aviator John"
A supposed DR.. Allison and another
man in a touring car had called for
them. No Allison was listed among
the medicos in the directory. There was
a phony look about the collision.
SIN all the vehicles had been dam
aged. One of the chauffeurs narrow
Iy escaped death, the other had been
carried to the hospital From that
place and from the Ninth precinct
station the news had reached head
quarters.
Might / suggest that we hunt up
the stone house" hesitatingly sug-
gested Barry as his truculent friend
turned from the phone with look
in his eye that invited opinions from
all the world.
That isn't a bunch, it's a cineh'