Evening star., 1922-01-29

| the letters the clerk had placed upon
the table a visiting card and the con-
sui stared at it in fascination. Nov
ing stifHy, he turned 1t SO that Hem
ingway could see. On it Hemingway
read, George S. Sheyer." and. on a
lower line, Representing the Pinker-
ton Agency"
| Hemingway, with a groan of dis
may. exclaimed aloud:
1T is the end"
| From the darkness of the outer Of
nee a man stepped softly Into the
circle of the lamp.
"'It is the end'Y'' he repeated in
quiringly. He spoke the phrase with
peculiar emphasis. His voice was cool,
| alert. authoritative. THE end OF
waat?" he demanded sharply.
In the silence the detective moved In
! to the light. He was tall and strongly
built. his face was shrewd and intelli-
gent,
(Which Of you is the consult" he
asked. But he did not take his eyes
from Hemingway.
1
still the detective did not turn from
Hemingway.
why" he asked, did this gentleman.
when he read my card. say. 1t Is the
end?' The end of what. Has any
thing been going on here that came to
| an end when he saw my card:"
/ Harris saw his friend slowly retreat,
, slowly crumple up into chair. slowly
raise his hands to cover his face. AS
though in nightmare. he heard him
saying savagely:
"It the the end Of two years of hell,
1t is the end of two years Of fear and
| agony! Now 1 shall have peace. Now
| I shall sleep! l thank God you've
| come! thank God can go back" i.
! Harris sprang between the two men.
What does this mean?" he com.
| manded.
Hemingway raised his eyes and sur
veyed him steadily.
! 1T means" he said. that have de-
ceived you. Harris-that I am the man
you told me of. l am the man they
/
| Il fooled him for four months" lie
said. u couldn't fool you for five min
utes''
The eyes of the detective danced with
sudden triumph. He shot an eager
glance from Heminnway to the consul.
This man." he demanded. who is
he?"
With an impatient gesture Heming.
way signifed Harris.
GLE doesn't know who 1 am" he
l said. He knows me as Heming'
way. / am Henry Brownell of Walt
ham, Mass Again his face sank into
the palms of his hands. And I'm tired
tired" he moaned. Il am sick Of no,
knowing. sick of running away. 1 give
myself up
The detective breathed a sigh Of re.
lief that seemed to issue from his soul
MY God" he sighed. you've giver
me a long chase! I've had clever
months Of you, and I'm as sick Of this
as you are" He recovered himself
sharply. As though reciting an in
: cantation, he addressed Hemingway ir
crisp. emotionless notes.
Henry Brownell," he chanted, 81
arrest you in the name of the common.
wealth of Massachusetts, for the rob.
berry of the Waltham Title and Trus,
. Company understand" he added
you waive extradition and return with
me of your own free will?"
With his face still in his hands. Hem
ingway murmured assent. The detec
tive stepped briskly and unlimited t.
the table and seated himself.
II want to send a message home, Mr.
Consul" he said. May I use YOU
cable blanks?'
Inside the skull of Wilbur Harris O
Iowa, U. S. A.. American consul K
Zanzibar. East Africa, there was going
forward mighty struggle that was no
fit to put into words. for Harris ant
his conscience had met and were a
odds
So realistic had been the acting o.
Hemingway that for an instant Harris
himself had been deceived. But onl!
for an instant. With his knowledge o
the circumstances he saw that Heming
way was drawing across the trail Of tn,
real criminal the convenient and usefu
red herring.
What was his own duty he coult
not determine. That Of Hemingway h,
knew nothing, he could truthfully tes
; tify. And if now Hemingway claimet
to be Henry Brownell. he had no GER
tain knowledge to the contrary. HI
foresaw that his friend need only sent
wireless from nantucket and at tn,
wharf witnesses would swarm to es
tablsh his identity and make it eviden
the detective had blundered. And il
the meanwhile Brownell and his wife
in some settlement still further removed
from observation. would for the SECOND
!, pursuit and capture. He saw the eye!
of Hemingway fixed upon him in ap
. peal and warning.
The brisk voice of the detective
broke the silence.
You will testify. if need be. Mr.
Consul" he said. that you heard thu
prisoner admit he was Henry Brown
, ell and that he surrendered himsel
of his own free will?'
For an instant the consul hesitated
! then he nodded, stiff1y.
II heard him." he said.
Three hours later, at 10 o'clock O