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I gravely acknowledged their several
salutations.
BE that as It may" said Phinuit
here is the happy family reunit-
/ ed and ready 10 talk bus ness"
And no hard feelings, Monsieur
\ Phinuit?"
We don't want TO pull any rough
stun. on you, Lanyard
I Rough stuff. monsieur? You
mean physical force?"
Not exactly. I've got a couple
/ OF friends OF mine from Hea1quar-
/ ters waiting downstairs this very
minute. ready and willing 10 cop
+ out the honor Of putting the Lone
/ Wolf under arrest for stealing the
MOntalais jewels"
But is II possible" Lanyard pro-
I tested. you still believe 1 am a
thief at heart and interested in
/ those Jewels only 20 turn them u
my own profit"
lie stared unbelievingly at the
I frosty eyes OF Monk beneath their
\ fatuously stubborn brows, at the
/ hard. unyielding eyes OF Phinuit
My Cod" Lanyard pronounced In
! comic despair-"it passes under
sianding
/ Now I, in my turn. have the hon
/ or TO inform you that I have haG
/ relays Of detectives waiting in this
/ hotel day and night. with instruc-
/ tons to guard the doors as soon "a
\ you were shown up to my rooms"
Hes lying" Monk insisted, put
/ ting a restraining hand on Phinuit's
arm.
Lanyard crossed rapidly TO the
/ hall door and flung It open-and fell
back a pace with a cry Of amaze
ment.
/ 'Madamew Lanyard gasped-
! Madame de Montalaisl"
She entered with a gladness in
her face that was carried out by the
impulsive gesture with winch she
gave him her hands.
MY dear friend!" she cried hap
pily-'T am so glad! And to think
we have been guests Of the same
hotel for three livelong days and
never knew it. I arrived by Ia
1 4 Jul dAAAN DclAnA hdgt Uhk gOuI AltS-
sage, telegraphed back from Combe-
| Redonde. reached me not five min
utes ago. 1 telephoned the desk
| they told me the number OF your
room and-here I am"
But 1 cannot believe my sensesi"
/ With unanimous consent Jules,
/ Fhinuit and Monk uprose and made
/ for the door, only TO find it blocked
by a substantial form.
Steady, gents!" he counseled
cody. Orders are to let everybody
In and nobody out"
For a monsAnt they hung in doubt
and CONSERVATION consulting one an
other with dismayed stares.
Grasping the situation, Eve de
Montalais turned TO the quartet eye
quite composed.
"But how surprising!" she de-
clared Madame la Comtesse de
Lorgnes-Monsieur Mcnk-Mr. Phi
nuit-how delightful TO see you al
again!"
The civility met with inadequate
appreciation.
Nothing could be more oppor-
tune" Lanyard declared; for it IS
TO this lady, Madame de Montalais,
and to these gentlemen that you
owe the recovery of your jewels"
But how can I think them -
Well" said Lanyard. IF you ask
me. I believe they would be most
\ grateful TO be permitted 10 leave and
keep their numerous and pressing
appointments elsewhere"
Il am entirely Of your mind, mon
sieur"
Lanyard nodded TO the man in the
doorway-"All right. Mr.. Murray
and he stood iudifferently aside
In silence the three men moved
to the door and out. Phinuit with
brazen swagger, Jules without
emotion visible. Monk with eye
brows adroop and Tapping.
But Lanyard interpOsed when
Lame Delorme would have followed.
"A moment. Lame. If you will
be so good"
/ She paused, regarding him with ,
somber and inscrutable face while
he produced from his coat-pOcket a
fat envelope without endorsement.
This is yours"
The woman murmured blanKly
"A1ine?"
He said in a guarded voice: Pa
! pers I found in the safe In your
library. that night. You are unwise
| 10 keep such papers, Lane. Good
/ by"
Lifting the flap, the woman half
withdrew the enclosure, recognized
II ar a glance. and crushed II In II
I convulsive grasp. For an instant
she seemed about to speak. then
bowed her head in dumb acknowl-
/ edgement. and left the room.
lanyard nodded 10 Mr. Murray.
who amiably closed the door. keep
ing himself on the outside OF H.
Eve de Nfontalais was cycling him
with an indulgent and unused
glance
THAT woman loves you. mon
sieur." she stated quietly.
He succeeded admirably in look
ing as II the thought was strange to
/ him.
"One is sure madame must be
mistaken"
"Ah. but I am mott" said Eve de
Montalais. who should know bet
ter the signs that tell OF woman's
love for you. my dear?"
THE END.