Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1922-04-02

That fiat at MAZDA Vale was evil
IDENTIFY Stanas dwelling place. The
story of Essex was. Of course, merely
her brother and his elderly compan-
ion had arrived from Essex by train.
Personally, I here confess that.
though I had never spoken to him, I
greatly disliked this brother. He was
distinctly Of criminal type.
With his friends at that obscure
little cafe he seemed to enjoy him
self immensely. I ate frugal meal
Of timed prawns and rice-which
costs little in that cosmopolitan quar-
ter Of London-and watched how,
ever and anon, he snapped his fin
gers in the faces OF his two COM
panions. They were evidently dubi-
Gus. He was confident. And his con-
fidence at last led him into hilarity
as they drained a rush covered fiasco
of italian wine.
A FTER the dinner they took long
walk, and I followed. The three
went northward up Regent street and
across Regents Park, back in the
direction of the house from which
they had come.
In Portland place I hurried, over
taking them in a dark spot in the
road near the Turkish embassy. They
were speaking in Spanish language
with which I am a little acquainted.
YES" exclaimed the brother as 1
passed, "the girl thinks it all plain
sailing. But I chance to be a little
dubious"
III anyone Is to take the risk, then
let the girl take it," said the white
bearded old man who had arrived at
Liverpool street. "She Is ready and
willing. Let her do it"
"Ah. true" replied the. younger
man who had met them in the res
taurant. but is it really fair to leave
it all to a woman
why not?" heard Stana's brother
ask quickly. "All is fair in this great
stroke Of ours, is it not? Surely,
neither Of US are growing chicken
hearted" ..-
IT am not, for one" laughed the
young man. But I consider that we
ought not to allow Stana to take the
risk" he declared. IT would rather
take tiff it falls to me-"
What risk? I wondered. To fol-
low them further would, foresaw.
court suspicion. Therefore, turned
the next corner and left them.
The young man struck me as Of a
very superior and refined type. liked
his appearance. BY his dark eyes and
rather sallow complexion, I judged
him to be either Spanish or Italian
probably Spanish, because he had
spoken that language. Yet Stana's
brother 1 instinotively disliked. and
more especially after what had
overheard.
I feared to go near those fats in
Malvern road lest she should suspect
me of spying. So. as the many days
passed. could only reflect upon those
curiously apprehensive words of hers.
All was mysterious.
Why should l be placed in personal
peril merely because we had met cas-
ually on the journey between Paris
and London?
Time after time I wondered who
were those three men who spoke SO
slibly about the risk" which Stana
was prepared to run. The fact that
she had been so well and extensively
dressed on her journey from Madrid,
while she confessed to me that she
was only a governess. combined with
the fact that though she had been born
in Livonia she spoke French so we'll
that she could carry out her duties as
French governess. were in themselves
requiring much explication.
Yes. Anatasia Irmann was certainly a
girl Of no ordinary type.
A fortnight passed, yet no word had
come from Stana- could only sup
pose that she dared not write, as she
had 50 frankly confessed to me.
1 had been away to spend a week
end golfing at Cromer, when, upon
,,v ,etrrr, the man who looked after