Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-12-18

Petulantly she shrugged at her
| rescuer. How stupM--to- morrow
You may not have that chance for
the champagne" she observed. you
think Of nothing but to go back and
get killed, then? And ! must help
you? Very we'll. Here, / will draw
1t for YOU and l will tell you all /
know"
She sat down at desk and began
working out the diagrams, and at
last she handed the paper to Billy.
who sat beside her, and pointed out
the rooms and scrubbed the words
on them for his aid.
I 1T is very simple" she said. "That
first square is for the court, and the
next square is for the garden. The
nan OF banquets comes so, between
them, and the hall is two stories tan.
and across the top OF that, from the
selamlik to the harem, runs that lit
tie secret passage. And at the end
of 1t, here. is the little panel into the
rose room where she is, and beside
the panel outside in the passage are
the little steps that go up to that
tower room. where they put me on
the top And from that top room /
broke out locked door on the roof
that is how l got away. climbed
down at the end of the harem from
one roof to another where it is I'M
finished. . F. The rose room is here
on the garden, but the windows have
bars, and those bars are too strong
for breaking, l have tried 1t, There
is no way out but the secret way by
that passage into the, mems wing, or
the other way thru the door into the
long hall and down the little stairs
into the anteroom below How
Seniha hated me when / made laugh
ter and noise and talk going up and
down those stairs to my motor carr,
She laughed impishly. pointing out
Seminars rooms, facing on the street,
and contributing several bizarre
anecdotes Of the palace life. But
Billy was not to be diverted and
went, over the plans again and again.
before the diminished number OF
lights and the coverings OF the at
tendant Arabs recalled the lateness
OF the hour to his absorption
But late as they were they were
not the only occupants of the lift
returning from masquerade. Il
domino over his arm stood Ealconer.
Civilly enough he returned Billy's
GREETING, with no apparent awareness
of the little lady in pongee. but Bill
ly was conscious that her Haunting
caliber had been promptly registered.
And to his annoyance the actress
raised big eyes OF reproach to him.
No champagne for me. after all.
Mr.. Billy" she sighed You are not
very good for n celebration-h'm m?
/. Well. then-good night"
Her parting smile as she left the
car adroitly included the tall aristo-
cratic young Englishman with the
little moustache.
! Sharply Billy turned to him. "Come
up to my room, please. have some
thing to say to you" 64
In silence Falconer followed. Billy
flung shut the door, drew long
breath. and turned to him.
DO you know where / got that
girl?" he~demanded
1T took several seconds of Fall
coner's evel-liddedt look of iistaste
to bring home the realization.
oh, see here he protested. '.wait
till you understand this thing.
l@pulled that girl over Kerissen's
back wall at ten O'clock to- Rlxlit. +
thought she was Miss Beecher. hut
a mistake had been made and, the
wrong girl arrived. But the point
is this-Arlee Beecher is in that
palace. This girl saw her and. talked
with her last night. Now we've got
to get her out. It's two-man Job
said Billy, "or, you'd better believe
Ia never have come to you again.
He had given it like punch. and
1T Knocked the breath ont of FaIconer
for one floored instant But Ire was
no open mouthed believer. The thing
was more unthinkahle to him than
to BiliS's romantic and adventurous
mind, and the very notion was so
revolving that he fought it stoutly.
From beginning to end Billy ham
mered over the story as he knew it.
explaining. arguing. debating, and
then he drew out The plans of the
palace and flung them on the table
by Falconer while he continued his
excited tramping UP and down the.
room.
Falconer studied the plans. worried
his moustache, stared at BilIy's tense
and resolute face, and took up the
plans again. his own chin stubborn.
Granted there's girl--you can't
be sure it's Miss Beecher." he main
tanned doggedly. "rhis Baroff girl