Evening star., 1921-04-27
Bulldog DrummOnd
BY CYRIL McNEnE ("Sapper'
A Novel of Mystery, Love and Adventure
h, George Co..

barely had the swing doors closed be-
hind the gendarme, when the man in
question rose and came over<to him.
Excuse me, sir" he said, in pro-
nounced nasal twang, but l heard
you say you were Capt. Hugh Drum
mond. l guess you're one OF the men
I've come across the water to see. My
card
Hugh glanced at the pasteboard
languidly.
Mr.. Jerome K. Green" he mur-
INJURED. What jolly sort of name"
See here, captain went on the
other. suddenly displaying a badge
hidden under his coat. "That'll put
you wise"
Far from it. Mr.. Green. What's it
the prize for-throwing cards into
hat?"
The American laughed.
Il guess I've sort of taken to you."
he remarked. You're real fresh. That
badge is the badge of the police force
of the United States of America; and
that same force is humming some at
the moment" He sat down beside
Hugh. and bent forward confidential
ly- There's a prominent citizen OF
New York city been mislaid. captain;
and, from Information we've got. We
reckon you know quite lot about his
W Whereabouts
Hugh pulled out his cigarette case.
Turkish this side-Eirginia that.
All, But l see you're smoking. With
great deliberation he selected one
himself, and lit it. You were saying,
Mr. Green?'
The detective stared at him thought
fully; at the moment he was not quite
certain how to tackle this large and
self-possessed young man
Might l ask why you're over here:
he asked at length, deciding to feel
I his way.
The air is free to every one, Mr..
Green AS long as you get your share
to breathe. you can ask anything you
like
The American laughed again.
Il guess I'll put my cards down. he
| said, with sudden decision. What
! about Hiram c. Potts."
( What, indeed?" remarked Hugh.
| Sounds like a riddle, don't it,?
| you've heard of him, captain?"
Few people have not"
! "Yes-but you've met him recently,
! said the detective, leaning forward.
! You know where he is, and'-he
| tapped Hugh on the knee, impressive
ly-"I want him. ] want Hiram Z.
| Potts like man wants a drink IN
dry state. l want to take him back in
! cottonwood to his wife and daughters
| That's why I'm over on this side. cap
| tian just for that one purpose
! There seem to me to be consider
| able number of people wandering
around who share your opinion about
I Mr.. Potts" drawled Hugh. HE must
| be a popular sort of cove,
} Popular amt the word for 1t, cap
! tain" said the other. Have you got
! him now"
"In a matter of speaking, yes" an
swered Hugh beckoning to passing
+ waiter Three Martinis.'
| Where is he?" snapped the detec-
| tive eagerly
| Hugh laughed.
Being wrapped up in COTTONWOOD by
somebody else's wife and daughters.
| You are little too quick, Mr. Green; (;
you may be all you say-on the other
hand. you may not. And these days l
! trust no one.
! The American nodded his head in
approval.
! Quite right" he remarked. MY
motto-and yet I'm going to trust you.
| Weeks ago we heard things on the
+ other side. through certain channels,
! as to "A show which was on the rails
| over here. 1t was a bit vague, and
! there were big men in it: but at the
| time il was no concern of ours. You
| run your own worries, captain, over
! this side"
| Hugh nodded.
| Go on" ne said curtly.
| Then Hiram Potts got mixed upHn
! it. exactly how. we weren't wise to.
But it was enough to bring me over
here. Two days ago got this cable"
F., He produced a bundle of papers. and
handed one TO Drummond. It's in
cipher. as you see: I've put the trans
lation underneath.~
| Hugh took the cablegram and
| glanced ut it, 1t was short and to the
| point.
| Capt Hugh Drummond Of Half
| Moon street. London. is your man"
| He glanced UP at the American, who
! drained his cocktail with the air of
man who In satisfied with life.
Continued in Tomorrows Starr