The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-03-11

Dalton, carefully noticing the others every look, because this woman has become remarkably successful actress must be making lots of money''-
 The other bounded forward.
 Lucy smith. of Salisbury? Did you say she'd gone on the stage7 Making money? Here in London?' He was trembling with excitement. Say give me her address,"
 Jim Dalton smiled. He was getting all the information that he wanted.
 Not so fast--not so fast, Why, you pretended that you didn't ever know hery'
 "oh, but I do" Discretion had tenn porarily vanished. "I was only bluff ing you
 Then Lucy Smith of Salisbury was your wife?"
 "Yes-yesw
 And you say that she deserted you7''
 'Oh, welr-the stranger looked crest fallen-"maybe it was fiftyfifty we didn't hit it off at all"
 Then why should you want to look her up again?' cut in Jim Dalton.
 He knew the answer perfectly; but he wondered if this fellow would have the nerve to voice it.
 Apparently the stranger hadl Money" the stranger said. Then added
 '1n the old days. when I struck lucky, I shared the spells with Lucy. Now she's got to do the same with me-in common decency." Over the latter phrase Jim had to smile. For after the attempted rob bery on himself it sounded just trifle odd.
 Gimme her addressm The down and-outer's voice had miraculously re- ! fAA fr t. |, appealing whine was there. Gimme her address, guvnor'
 Indeed, I'll do nothing of the sort l not in the meantime, anywayr' said Jim decidedly. Moreover, he had de l termined not to reveal their cousinshir until such time as the revelation would 1 be unavoidable. But I'll tell you what I'll do for you. I'll communicate with Lucy Smith--and discover her inten- tions in the natter An immensely disappointed look o'er- spread the others face. It was clear he didn't wish a gobetween, Just fix it up so's I can see her women are so sentimental" he re- marked naively. "A sudden, quick meet ing'll do the tricikr' Lucy had struck lucky" He must certainly share the spells.
 Listen" Jim Dalton gripped the otiei , drii anu swung nlm round, so that the light fell full on his face "I want you to come to the Bath Club at II o'clock tomorrow morning. Haven't you any decent clothes?"
 'I hooked them,' came the candid answer.
 For how muchT' For two pound ten" The stranger hesitated, wondering if this gullible youth would credit such a statement.
 Apparently he did, for thfee pound notes were slipped into his hands.
 Get a bell for yourself tonight and breakfast in the morning. Then come and see me at the Bath Club, and promise I'll do something for you" Jim's mind was on the meeting immi- nent between himself and David Burke. The presence of Lucille's husband--for undoubtedly this derelict was her miss- ing husband-would clear things up and exculpate himself from the absurd position he was in.
 He wasn't going to effect this meet ing for the sake of David Burke It was for Shirley. Even though he was very angry with the girl, he wanted things set right. He wanted to clear himself in her opinion.
 And the solution to the mystery un- -doubtedly lay in this dishevelled good for-nothing stranger,
 You're sure that you'll be there? At Il o'clock?"
 "It isn't a--a kind of trap~ The sly, suspicious look was in his eyes again You aren't going to have--detectives ---or the police--waiting for me?'
 "No--on my word of honor as a gem tleman"' said Dalton reassuringly He