The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-05-05

! his companion, who was known to
me slightly.
THE chief asked me to bring Lord
Hampden to you Huntington ex-
planned. He came this morning to
ask for your help in an affair which
| is rather outside our province. The
assistance"
Let me hear about It," begged.
French politics today" Lord
| Hampden explained. hinge upon the
| question of Frances attitude toward
| Germany. There is a party-tne pa
trtotic and military party-fiercely de-
| termined to make Germany pay to the
uttermost farthing, and to squeeze the
| last drop of blood out of her The
| opposing party is all for compromises.
encouragement of German trade, and
even for a rapproachement with Ger
many You know, of course, who is
| the leader of the patriotic partyZ"
''Lutarde. should imagine
| Philippe Lutarde," my visitor as
scented. HE Is hated. by the pro-
| German party, as I will call them, first
because of his bitter ennlity toward
Germany, secondly because Of his de-
votion to England, and thirdly because
| OF his unfaltering rectitude. An at
tempt was made upon his life not long
ago. and the French police have been
instructed to watch him night and day.
! Lately, however, there has been more
uneasiness than ever among the pa
| triotIo party. 1t IS. 1 fear, true that
the chief OF the police is Of the pro-
| German party, and there IS, without
doubt, q plot brewing at the present
moment against Lutarde. 1t has been
suggested to us that a thoroughly cap
able secret-servce man from this side
might be OF assistance in unraveling
/ It. You follow me, I hops, Sir Nor
mann"
Il think so.'' admitted. But what
is the nature Of the plot?''
| "One can only surTnIse," Lord
! Hampden replied. we do not believe,
| however, that It is assassination. That
would only make a martyr of Lutarde
| and sanctIfy his cause. We want you
/ to go over to Paris and consult with a
| person whose name 1 will give you.
| You will be backed by unquestionable
authority In any steps you may think
well to take. 1t will be a difficult
| commission, and in a sense a vague
one; but may say that, in the event
Of your achieving any success, the
| government would consider itself I'M
! der the deepest debt of gratitude to
you"
II will do what I can, OF course,
I promised. when do I start?"
I'VE should like you to catch the
| II o'clock train tomorrow morning."
| the cabinet-mlnister suggested, rising
to his feet. "If you will dine with
me at o'clock tonight in Carlton
Terrace I will furnish you with every
other detail"
So on the following morning, in less
than forty-elght hours after my re-
turn to England. I found myself 60
| ing through the ordinary routine Of
| the Continental traveller, registering
my luggage, arranging my smaller be-
| longings in the seat which had been
reserved for me, and strolling back
to the bookstan for few final pur-
| chases. There I came face to face
with Janet Stanf1e1d, engaged upon
| the same task She was studying a
ladies' journal and looked up at the
sound of my voice. She was frankly
! amazed.
You" she exclaimed. Where are
you going?"
ITO Paris" answered. and
you?"
I'VE are fellow-travelers. she said
slowly why did you not tell me
yesterday"
In an armed truce" I pointed out,
the combatants do not usually dis
close their future plans"
| I performed several small Offices for
her on the journey, for which 1 could
see that she was thankful. At Calais
| she had no reserved seat In the crowd
| ell train. I did my best to procure
one for her but IN vain. had no
| choice but TO offer her a place in my
| reserved compartment. She was look
| ing very fragile and tired as she &C
cepted my offer with a grateful smile
| and sank into \ vacant seat.
She curled US as gracefully as a
cat and went fast asleep. When she
opened her eyes. the people We're
! streaming down the corridor In answer
to the first call for dinner.
Have you eaten anything today?"
inquired.
Nothing. and 1 am ravenous," she
admitted frankly.
| I committed the atrocity of dining
at half-past five Afterward she once
more took a corner seat in my COM
partment and lit cigaret. She was
a good deal more like her old self
| Has your husband sent for your"
1 asked bluntly.
THE parole has expired" she re-
minded me.
Listen" I continued: II am not
! out to do the work Of Scotland Yard.
do not know where your husband
may be hiding. My journey to Paris
has nothing to do with him or his
affairs. Yet you must understand this
If chance at any time should put me
upon his track, I should follow 1t up
and hand him over to justice. Moth
ing" I added, looking her steadily in
the eyes, could alter my determine
( ton so far as that IS concerned"
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