Evening star., 1921-04-16
Bulldog Drurnm0nd
A Novel of Mystery, Love and Advent
BY CYRIL McNEIIE ("Sapper")
opyrisht. 1921. - George IL. Dor.n Co..
Continued from Yesterdays Star

Continued from Yesterdays Starr
Together the two men strolled into
| the luncheonroom. and long after the
cheese had been finished. Algy Long
worth was still listening in silence to
his companion.
My dear old beam" he murmured
ecstatically as Hugh finished, my
very dear old bean. think it's the
most priceless thing l ever heard
Enroll me as 4 member Of the band
And. incidentally. Toby Sinclair is
running round in circles asking for
trouble. Let's rope him in"
Go and find him this afternoon
Algy," said Hugh. rising. "And tell
him to keep his mouth shut. La
come with you, but it occurs to me
that the wretched Potts, bathed in
tears at the Carlton. is in need OF
sympathy. l would have him weep or
my shoulder awhile. So long. OLD
dear You'll hear from me in a day
or two
1t was as he reached the pavement
that Algy dashed out after him. with
face.
Hugh" he spluttered. there's only
one stipulation.An armistice must be
declared during Ascot week..
With a thoughtful smile on his race
Drummond sauntered along Pail Mall
He had told kongworth more or less
on the spur of the moment, knowing
that gentleman's capabilities to a
nicely. Under cloak Of assumed
flippancy he concealed an iron nerve
which had never yet failed him; and
in spite of the faet that he wore an
could see further into a brick wall
than most Of the people who called
him fool.
It was his suggestion of telling
Toby Sinclair that caused the smile.
For it had started a train OF thought
in Drummond's mind which seemed
to him to be good. If Sinclair-why
not two or three more equally trusty
sportsmen? Why not a gang of the
boys?
Toby possessed a VIC, and a good
one-for there are grades OF the vC.'
a nicely by the recipients brother
officers if not by the general public.
The show would fit Toby like glove.
Then there was Ted Jerning-
ham, who combined the roles Of an
amateur actor Of more than average
at any range with every conceivable
type Of frearm. And Jerry Seymour
in the Flying Corps. Not bad
thing to have a flying man-up ones
sleeve. And possibly some one
versed in the ways Of tanks might
The smile broadened to a grin:
surely life was very good. And then
the grin faded. and something sus-
piciously like frown took it's place.
For he had arrived at the Carlton.
and reality had come back to him.
Il to
body Of a man lying in a Belfast
slum.
.Mr. Potts will see no one. sir"
remarked the man to whom he ad-
dressed his question. you are about
been here already today"
Hugh had expected this. and smiled
genially.
Precisely. my stout fellow" he re-
marked. but I'll lay a small amount
Of money that they were newspaper
men. Now. I'm not. And think that
if you will have this note delivered
to Mr. Potts. he will see me-
He sat down at a table and drew a
| sheet of paper toward him. Two
facts were certain: First, that the
second, that he was one Of Peterson's
gang. The difficulty was to know ex-
acty how to word the note. There
might be some mystic password. the
omission of which would prove him
an impostor at once. At length he
would have to chance it.
Urgent. A message from head
quarters"
He sealed the envelope and handed
! it with the necessary five shillings fol
postage to the man. Then he sal
down to wait. 1t was going to be a
ticklish interview If he was to learn
anything, but the thrill of the game
, had fairly got him by now. and he
! watched eagerly for the messenger'i
return.
After what seemed an intermina.
BILE delay he saw him crossing the
| lounge.
"Mr Potts will see you. sir. Will
| you come this way?"
| ''Is he alone?" said Hugh, as they
were whirled up in the lift.
| Yes, sir. ! think he was expect
! ing you"
! Indeed" murmured Hugh. "How
realized"
He followed his guide along a cor.
while he went into a room. He heard
a murmur of voices. and then the
| man reappeared.
| This way. sir" he said. and Hugh
! stepped inside. to stop with an in.
voluntary gasp OF surprise; The mar
4
intents and purposes. The likeness
! was extraordinary, apd had he not
| known that the real article was al
| Goring he would have been com
pletely deceived himself.
! The man waited till the door wa,
closed: then he rose and stepped
forward suspiciously.
Il don't know you." he said. "Whe
are you'"
, ployed by headquarters known
one another" Drum|nond returned
guardedly "And, incidentally, your
likeness to our lamented friend i.
wonderful; 1t very nearly deceived
| even me-"
The man. not ill-pleased. gave {
short laugh.
It'll pass, I think. But it's risky
These cursed reporters have beer
badgering the whole morning.
And II his wife or somebody come.
over. what them"
! Drummond nodded in agreement
quite so. But what can you do i?
1T wasn't like Rosca to bungle II
Belfast. He's never left clue be
do the job properly"
"a name inside breast -pocke
might easily be overlooked" re
marked Hugh. seizing the obvious
clue.
"Are you making excuses for him?
snarIed the other. Hes failed. an,
failure IL death. Such is our rule
Would you have It altered?"