Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-10-09
BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEl

Vendetta began between Michael
Savers, man of many crimes and
hiases, and Sir Norman Greyes,
once of Scotland Yard, when Say
ers' beautiful housemaid Janet saved
him from Sir Norman In the Brixton
affair by shooting dead the officer
sent to arrest him. Janet became
Sayers' wife and accomplice. He
barely escaped Sir Norman (who
knows him as "Stanfield") after the
Leeds bank robbery, and had to flee
the country. Savers himself here be-
gins the story of his next exciting en-
counter with Greyes.
1t was perhaps the greatest sur
prise in my life when the trim, bene-
volent-looking gentleman. with the
red ribbon in his buttonhole, who
was sharing my seat in the Jardins
des Inyalides, suddenly addressed
me by name. For over a year -
ever since. in fact. my escape from
the English police in Scotland-I
had been engaged in the strenuous
task of founding and c%ultivating a
new identity. My name was Mr..
John ID. Harmon. / was a retired
drygoods dealer from Providence,
Rhode Island, u. S. A, and I spent
most of my time at the Grand Hotel,
talking with compatriots and playing
dominoes and Billiards. A trip ac~oss
the ocean, a few days spent In Provi-
dence, and a general knowledge of
the structure of American life, had
been all the actual training neces-
sary. / had a circle of friends will
ing to vouch for me, whom 1 could
have increased almost ad lib; a dos
sier accepted and pigeonholed by the
police; a general appearance which,
thanks to my manner of dressing,
my horn -rimmed eyeglasses, my
short beard and mustache, would
have left M u~nrecognized even un-
der the scrutiny of the great Sir
Norman Geyes himself. For many
months l had not even heard the
sound OF n of those names under
which I had passed in England. 1t
came upon me, therefore, as a thun-
derclap when by companion, to all
appearance a person of the upper
and official classes, whom I had
noticed many mornings when stroll
ing In the gardens, deliberately went
behind the many aliases of which l
had made use at different times, and
addressed me by my baptismal
name.
"A little chilly for April, is 1t not,
Monsieur Michael Sayers? Yet the
spring marches well. You perceive
that the chestnut buds are already
waxy."
I turned a little toward him, my
right hand stealing toward my
pocket. He bore my scrutiny with
out flinching.
Permit me to offer you my card"
my companion proceeded, drawing
an elegant case from his pocket and
handing me a thin strip of ivory
pasteboard. 1 read it carefully. My
eyes, however, were watching for
any movement on his part: Mon
sieur CASTOR Lefevre-Agent de
Compagnie d'Assurances-13, Rue
Scribe
'.Ehat, monsieur" my companion
frankly confessed. lis not my name."
~"Indeed?" / muttered.
ut is an identity" he continued,
(which / had fixed upon the little
world in which I spend the greater
part of my time, a name under
which l have earned a certain repu-
tation, a certain social standing. But
Is .s not my own. 1 was christened
Paul and my surname Is Cont"
ut was reported" I said watch
Ing him steadily, that Paul Cont
had Joined the secret police of
France"
A flicker of annoyance passed
across my companions face.
If that were true, monsieur" he
rejoined, L should by now have be-
come their chief. / address you, be-
iieve me, as one master craftsman
to another"
why do you imagine that my
name is Michael Sayers?" 1 asked
cautiously.
He smiled.
Il take a keen interest" he con-
fided, ''in the exploits of my-shall
| say fellow-adventurers Pin other
countries. / read with much muse
ment-not unmingled, believe me,
sir. with admiration-of your es-
APE from the police in Scotland;
md the arrival of Mr.. John D. Har-
NOR from Providence here shortly
Afterward, also interested me-"
you have your own secret
agents?"
Certainly, monsieur" he assent
ed. "but they work for me and not
for the law.H
you had some reason for making
Yourself known to me?" I queried.
He bowed.
apart from the pleasure of meet
Ing so distinguished a confrere," he
said, there is a scheme in which 1
am at present interested, In which
1t might amuse you to take part"
Let me hear about it," l begged.
My companion brushed the ash
from his trouser-leg and rose to his
feet.
Vet us walk to my office" he
I'VE will see whether
any fresh business has come in. Af-
tedward we will. If you choose, lunch
together at some discreet place"
I could not altogether discard my
suspicious, for 1t seemed incredible
that this man was really the daring