Grand Forks herald., 1922-06-27
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Mr.. David, a mysterious stranger II
London, is saved from arrest by thu
secretary OF cabinet minister. with
whom he is dining. She takes him tc
with the minister it develops that he
is in reality the Prince Of Balkanland
exiled as the result Of revolution fol.
lowing the world war. and now in Eng.
Revolutionaries Of Baikaniand are seek.
ing his life Virginia Martin. a social
worker at the factory. where David gets
employment. interests him. She invites
man, a salesman for the Grumpy shoe
factory, where David works. Blackmar
also is Balkanlander and he warns
David that he is in danger. Blackman is
nred by young Harry Grumpy. who<"con.
David and others from the factory &c
to old Grunbys home. to tell him they
have srSconsidered their opposition to
the union: Edith. Grunby's daughter
and Sydney. his son. despise their home
life, and their fathers ideas.
At the home of Virginia and Black
man. David has an encounter with
Langrode. and other plotters, who ask
to cross the Balkan border. He refuses
Sydney befriends him. Grunbys factory
Is burned, by dissatisfied workers.
CHAPTER XvL-Continued.
There was a knock at the door. a
messenger entered with a card. Har-
Il have quarter of an hour to
spare now," he said. II will see Mr..
Grumpy at once" -,
Not even this promptly accorded
interview with a cabinet minister had
modified to any extent the air of bel
Ggerency which was very plainly
manifest in the boot manufacturers
speech and manner.
''Sit down. Mr.. Grumpy" Harley
Packe invited, with wave of his
hand. What can do for you?"
words. He deposited a carefully
brushed silk hat upon the edge of
the table. blew his nose vigorously,
and plunged into the middle Of things.
you know who am, Mr.. Packe
Grumpy, of the Tottenham Shoe
Works. Been employing two thou
sand hands there. The scoundrels
burned my works down last night
burnt them down to the ground"
Most unfortunate" the Minister
murmured. I read of your misfor-
tune in the paper this morning"
1T isn't my misfortune I'm trou-
bling about just now" Mr.. Grumpy
went on, pushing some papers ruth
lessly away in order to strike the cor
ner Of the desk With his fist II
want those blackguards who did the
trick punished" s" x, ,.i:>5f.,.. z
You know who it was, then?"
1T was gang Of my Workpeople,' -
was the prompt RESPONSE: II simply
sacked an inefficient traveller on Sat
urday, and this Is the result Ny
God. they ought to swing for it," b
ANY evidence?" M
SEvi1onoo7 VN1v f1,a vh4lA 1nk ~
EN- simply glory in it! There were
hundreds Of them yelling outside
who wouldn't, even pass bucket.
They came up to the house after
wards, trampled down the flower
beds, and God knows what they
wouldn't have done II that fellow Da-
vid whom you sent'up to me to learn
skin-sorting hadn't stood up to 'em
and packed them of home. Evidence!
There's plenty OF that for the picking
up: reckon that's the police's job,
isn't it?',
$50 much so. Mr.. GRUMPY the cab
met minister agreed. that scarcely
understand yet to what I am indebt-
ed for this VISIT
Then TIL tell you. I went first to
the local police. There's no doubt
about them. They're shtverin8 In
their shoes; scared to death Of the
Job. A few OF them got badly knock
ed about last might've being nursed
in my house at the present moment.
The superintendent coughs and talks
Of the 'impo9ibiuty. OF getting evi-
dence against an odd hundred or %
OF scoundrels, all in league. They're IN
mortal funk, that's Whist the local
police are, scared with, the whole
business.'' 81 Il a A. GA s 81.
"It sseH,s not unlikely" Hartley
Packe mufmured. /. Sd. u, E N
II got In my car and went straight
from there to Scotland Yard, Mr..
Grumpy continued Damned if they
don't seem In the same boat! The
man saw hemmed and hawed; and
regretted he couldn't do anything
else until he'd secured q further re-
port. When I asked for the police
up my waytto be reinforced, he 90
good a. told me that wasn't my busi-
neas. Nj. Grumpy repeated, his lit-
tie sunkeni eyes nlled with anger, his
budgy fist once more striking the
table. ""Not my business, when my
property has been destroyed. my ma
chin cry. my leather my beautiful fac
tory: and the criminals who did It
5eer Ut me from every corner!
where's the laws OF the country, that's
1Aat ! want TO know? I'm m sEn9-