The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1922-03-31
The Adventures Of a
DenlObiIized officer
Who Found Peace Dull
By CYRIL McNEILE
"SAPPER"
Copyright BY Geo. H. Dorian 90

"A friend of the management elected
to spend the night on the top of my
cupboard, Mr.. Green" answered Drum
mond, "and got crainp halfway
through"
The American gazed at the wreck
age In silence. Then he looked at
Hugh, and what he saw on that
worthy's face apparently decided him
to maintain that policy. In fact, 1t
was not till the night-porter and his
attendant minions had at last, and
very obviously, withdrawn, that he
again opened his mouth.
Looks like hectic night" he muir
INJURED. "What happenedT' Briefly
Hugh told him what had occurred and
the detective whistled softly.
"Blowpipe and poisoned darts" he
said shortly, returning the tube to
Drummond. Marrow escape id
narrow! Look at your pillow"
Hugh looked: embedded In the linen
were four pointed spllnters similar to
the one he held In his hand; by the
door were three more, lying on the
floor.
IAN engaging little bird" he
laughed: "but nasty to look at"
He extracted the little pieces of
wood and carefully placed them in an
empty matchbox: the tube he put in
to his cigarette-case.
might come in handy: you never
know" he remarked casually.
''They might IL you stand quite STILL"
said the American, with a sudden,
sharp command In his voice. Don't
move"
Hugh stood motionless, staring at
the speaker, who with eyes fixed on
his right forearm, had stepped for
ward. From the loose sleeve of his
pajama coat the detective gently pulled
another dart and dropped 1t into the
matchbox.
'Not far off getting you that time,
captain" he cried cheerfully. Now
you've got the whole blamed outfit"
THREE
1t was the Comte de Guy who
boarded the boat express at the Care
du Nord the next day; 1t was Carl
Peterson who stepped off the boat ex.
press at Boulogne. And 1t was only
Drummond's positive assurance which
convinced the American that the two
characters were the same man.
He was leaning over the side Of the
boat reading q telegram when he first
saw Hugh ten minutes after the boat
had left the harbor; and II he had
hoped for a different result to the In
cident Of the night before, no sign OF
1t showed on his face. Instead he
waved a cheerful greeting to Drum.
mond.
This is pleasant surprise" he re.
marked affably. "Have you been to
Paris, toor"
For a moment Drummond looked al
him narrowly. Was 1t stupid bluff,
or was the man so sure of his power
Of disguise that he assumed with Ger.
tdluIy ne Huu not Ueeu TeCOSnI8eu
And 1t suddenly struck Hugh that
save for that one tell-tale habit--a
habit which, In all probability, Peter
son himself was unconscious of-he
would not have recognized him.
"Yes," he answered lightly. II came
over to see how you behaved your
selfw
"What pity l didn't knowl" said
Peterson, with good -humored chuckle
He seemed In excellent spirits, as he
carefully tore the telegram into tiny
pieces and dropped them overheard
1--WE might have had another of oui
homely little chats over some supper
Where did you stay?"
AT the Ritz. And your"
II always stop at the Bristol" an
swered Peterson. "QuIeter than the
Ritz, think"
FOUR
"Walk right In. Mr.. Green" said