El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1919-12-08
Man With The Limp;
Ripping Detective Tale

Continued from page II
which bordered the square. farther on
the sharp contours OF the military
school and a tawny glimpse Of the
/ Champ de Mars, 10 the north the
I Dombastic dome OF the Hotel des In
valides, the whole sprinkled and
seasoned with the types Of all Paris
Work-girls In black taffeta and high
laced boots carrying enormous round
boxes siIken- bearded. comfortable
Z business men on a rapid jump from
office to cafe in search Of a pink
or pea-green drink and a game Of
dominOess once in a while a blue
bloused artizan, a priest in sober
garb talking gently to a little child.
and women OF either world, pleas
antly conscious Of their fine feathers.
Paris IN miniature, with its wealth
OF hustle and color and sound. its
fine sweet Latin logic,-its sober art
Of living
ever since, a few months earlier. he
had received the cable from Henri
Ducastel. the head Of the world
renowned detective agency OF the
same name, asking him to sever his
connection with the O'Byrue agency
OF New York and to Join the Paris
agency at a salary which was fabu-
lous for frugal France and generous
even when measured with the dollar
yard-stick-
OF course he had accepted the
offer. He knew and loved Paris
from former visits He spoke the
language like a native. Too. t. be
called to Paris, the acknowledged
brain and heart Of international de-
tective work, as a special investi-
gator, put the final seal Of approval
on his chosen career.
But today he was dissatisfied
Ia ha On
back TO the office and wOrk-best
medicine against the blues.
The next moment Lord Menzies-
Kerr came into the room. He was a
man OF Tenants age. about 80, and
at a cursory glance strangely alike
TO him in clean-cut features and
dark, curly hair. In cool, gray-blue
eyes and rather short. well-muscled
body. The only difference was the
complexion
Tenants was an even. smooth. |
outdoor brown speaking OF golf and
days grind while the others was
pale, with a family greenish tinge
which accentuated the fairly high
cheek bones; and when the man I
rose, as he was doing now. Il was 4
that he dragged his right I
tached TO It. and that he was con I
scious Of It, as II he hadn't been used /
to IL Ions.
It's all your fault, Auistair," Ten I
nant began abruptly
What is2 You mean your cursed I
black moodg" The nobleman talked /
with a slight cultural Highland &C
cent
Exactly
How so2"
How" Tenant rose. Let me
be frank about it.
go ahead. old chap. Frankness
Is said 70 be a Yankee character
.stic."
7 am not a Yankee: I an from
South Carolinaw
The Scotchman made a noise IN his
throat which was meant TO be q
auCh.
"Bit again, didn't you2" he asked.
same old Joke I used 10 crack dur
ng our old school days in Switzer-
and II years ago"
That's just it," impatiently inter
-upted Tenant. Our old school
lays, We used TO be chums IN those
lays, weren't WeZ'
Rather. The best OF pals"
quite romantic the other fellows
bought our friendship. 7 plain
American and rather extensively
Republican. I reckon, in the eyes OF
hose blue hlooded young jackanapes
Who were our classmates And you
ord Allistair llenzies Neale lfenzies-
Kerr, only son OF his Grace the duke
Il Shetland tracing your descent