The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-11-17
SO Far So Good; but Now What
About the Russian2


to me tie door leading into the Alva
factory; the man who had left me
alone in the entry while he disappeared
to talk with Alva privately in the
little sde-room. Casper Wine For
the first time | really believed the
old hack driver was right-he had
actually picked up just such fare.
Juggling bag with him, and driven
the fellow 10 this place nt midnight
| had never connected the crime with
Wine bVfore-yet why not? He was
among those present, he had been
alone with Alva he doubtless knew of
the transferring of the money; and
the man the cabby had picked up near
the Jersey docks.
stood irrcsolute. undecided as TO
my next move. / felt convinced | was
At last on the right trail but how
could verify my suspicion? There
seemed TO be but one sure method
Whoever had actually committed the
murder and robbery, 1 still clung 70 th.
theory that Ivan Waldron knew hm
n"G would demand his share as the
price of n silent tongue. Nor would
he, under present circumstances. bt
content To wait very long for such
division. He needed the money
more than ever to escape from the
obs rvation of the police. If Wine
had possession of the valise he would
certainly be called upon to deliver 3
portion of its contents very shortly
My best course, then, was to keep ar
eye open for Waldron; ii iie came
tle"e would 'be no doubt as to the
exact nature of his errand.
The stairway gave me no advan
taSe; II was open and doubtless fire
qCently used. To be seen lettering
there for any length of time would at
tract attention. l ventured to try til.
private door, but, as expected, founC
II securely locked, nor did / dare OK
ert any force. not knowing who nigh
ne inside. The Office remained quiet
no one either leaving or entering
nor did | observe any shadow OH the
frosted glass Indicative Of movement
within. Baflied and uncertain, I haC
barely returned to my point of con
cenlmcnt, when an elevator stopped
at this floor level and three mel
stepped out into the corridor. Two OF
them attracted 40 attention, but the
third was in his Shirt-slccves and wore
cap with some insignia upon il
He advanced briskly, and dung oper
the door leading into what had Once
been the Railway Exchange" and
mOtiOned the others to enter. AS the
three vanished. | heard him expiair
that this was the only vacant suite or
this floor, and then another voice
said, dissatisfied, that 1t was altogeth
er too small for their purpose. When
they came out the agent closed the
door careessly and pressed the ele.
vatOr button, saying he would show
them something on the second floor
above
Even as they shot up out of sight
I was across the corridor with hand
on the knob. feared springlOck,
but was pleasantly disappointed, the
door opening instantly, permitting me
to slip inside. There were two rooms.
both small and Uttered with the frag.
mCnts left by The late occupants.
What str'lCk me forclhl" was that
there VS. no connection between
tho> .oms and the next suite; they
were separated by a thick wall.
could hide here securely enough and.
BY slightly lifting the glass, gain good
view of the corridor, but IL would he
Impossible 10 overhear anything TAX
ing place I'm Wines Office. AT that,
the position was better for my pur-
pose than the open stairway, and
unfastened the window sash, propping
Ii open a crack SO as to afford me a
fair view. If Waldron appeared l
would endeavOr TO discover some
means of learning the object OF his
visit. Meanwhile l was safe enough,
and able to observe every movement
on the floor.
Suddenly, when least expected IL,
the door of the Investment Office
opened, and young woman came out.
She had her hat on, and took note
Of pencil stuck into her hair, and
felt no doubt she was Wines sienog-
rapher, who had finished her days
work and was departing for home
Then the man was probably still there
alone, The girl disappeared down
the elevator, and could scarcely have
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