Evening star., 1921-10-17
FROM NOW ON
RY FRANK L. PACKARD.
BY FRANK L. PACKARD.
cspys,xht, lSol. y Public lsdssr C..
cspyxisht, 1871, BY =. II. Davis ossD.

had failed, and they had found him
out, and
The rotunda. the lights seemed to
swirl before him and then to vanish !
utterly and leave only single figure
to all all the space--a figure in i'm |
maculate evening clothes. figure !
whose hand frightened its shoulder |
gray eyes stared into his and smiled: :,
He touched his lips with the tip Of
..Millman" he said hoarsely.
"You!"
well" said Millman easily. "this
is the st. I.ucian Hotel: it's eight
o'clock and June twenty -fourth-who
did you expect to meet here?" 4
You" said Dave Henderson-and
laughed unnaturaliy.
Millman's gray eyes narrowed and
his face clouded suddenly.
What's h. the matter Wit With you
Dave Henderson's hands. at his
sides. were clenched. Millman-this
was Millman! Millman, whom he
hadn't expected to meet here! Mill.
| man. whom he had promised himself
lifetime and, once found. would set
! tie with as he would settle with a
mad dog! And Millman was here:
I smiling into his face! His mind
groped out through haze of bewil-
power to reason: his tongue groped
| for words. 1t was as though he were
! dazed and groggy from blow that
had sent him mentally to his knees
, He did not understand.
| There's nothing the matter with
me-" he said mechanically.
He felt Millman's hand close on
his arm.
Milman quietly. ITS a little public
here, isn't it,"
Dave Henderson did not disengage
his arm from the others hold. but
! into his coat pocket. rift seemed
/ to come breaking through that brain
fos as he silently accompanied Mill
man to the elevator He had dis
missed the probability Of such
even jeered at himself for consider.
ing 1t. but. in spite Of the eminent
respectability OF the st. Lucian Hotel,
in spite Of it's fashion-crowded cor
ridors and lobby. the thought was
back now with redoubled force-and
it came through the process Of elimi-
nation. II Millman was q crook. as
he undoubtedly was. and had Sc
cured cure ,s6 the mon money: :,.a as Ie'a he nnaognt @
nu @an haa' be heres e The There S"eesn seemed A to
be no other way to account for Mill
man having kept the rendezvous.
Strange things. queer things. had hap
pened in hotels that were quite as en-
viable Of reputation as the st. Lucian
perhaps 1t was even the safest
place for such things to happen, from
the perpetrator's standpoint: His
lips were tight now. Well. ut least.
he was not walking blindfolded into
l-r trap!
They had ascended in silence. He
eyed Millinan now in cool appraisal.
| as the elevator stopped. and the other
lod the way and threw open the door
| Q-Gn n
Ia difference between the prison
stripes OF bare few months ago and
the expensive and fashionably-tatlor
ed evening clothes of tonight: Well,
a gentleman. hadn't he? And he.
Dave Henderson. had believed him
| once! But that did not change any
thing Mtllman was no less t,,S; crook
had gone to that pigeon-cote and had
| taken that money he stood out FOUR
! square as crook. and Dave
Henderson felt his muscles tauten
denly upon him. There was still an.
other eupposition-one that swept
upon him now in dtsconcertfng
That suppose naa not
not Millman who had taken the
I'money. suppose that. after all. it had
been found by some one else. that
upon it by chance! And. instead Of
, Millman having it. suppose that it
was gone forever. without clue to It's
whereabouts. beyond his. Dave Hen
s5sons Tsash Tas not 1t .ven noe %HSs
Ills brain was suddenly in turmoil.
he scarcely heard Millman's words
as the other closed the door Of the
suite behind them.
The family is in the country for
the summer months" said Millman
with a smile. IS he waved his hand
around the apartment. and have
of living here during that time. in
stead OF keeping a town house open.
too. Sit down there. Dave. by the
table and make yourself comfort
It sounded plausible-most plausi-
BILE! Dave Henderson scowled.
Across his mind flashed that scene in
the prison library when Millman had
lriot now: but, through the maze Of
ldoubt and chaos. there stood out
CLEARLY enough the memory Of the
rssolye nHuas Aeo to "est" I this man man who now now.
extensively at his ease, and smiling,
was standing here before him:
! And then Dave Henderson laughed
ia littIe-not pleasantly easl ,... u,,,
Afillman now. Il would be show-
down anyhow. Trap or no trap. Mill
,snan would show his hand. He would
Iknow whether Millman had got that
jtnoney or whether somebody else had!
He would know whether Millman was
lstraight-or whether Millman was a
icrook!
He jerked his shoulders back
SHARPLY; his fingers closed a little
lmore ominously on the revolver in
his coat pocket. Was he crazy? Had
he lost all sense Of proportion?
| CONTINUED in Tomorrow'S Star)