New Britain herald., 1923-04-09
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Sir Norman Continues.

Anstruther asked me a question
from somewhere in the shadows.
"Greyes," he said, you were speak
ing Of famous criminal, a man
named Michael. You called that
fellow"
THAT was the man." / told him.
Greyes seems to me to be the
lucky man." Lord Harroden remark
ed. "He could have settled scores
with you. all right-potted you like a
sitting rabbit, any moment he wanted
to-
quite true" l admitted. But
the one thing which has made the
pursuit of Michael so fascinating is
that he is the sort of man who would
never shoot sitting rabbit He
spoke the truth when he said that the
end would come when one or the
other OF us was driven into a corner
and both were armed So far as
am concerned" added CHANGING
across at Janet, II am rather in
clined to let 1t be a drawn battle.
The hunting OF men is a great sport,
but the zest for it passes with the
years.
Release came at last; another key
to the apartment where we were i'm
rrisoned was found: the door was
thrown open, and a stream of serv-
ants with lamps and candles entered.
A few minutes of incoherent excama-
lions followed. The orders which
Lord kindersley roared out were al
most pitifully ineffective. We we're
seventeen miles from a millage, and
the moor which stretched from the
park gates led across the loneiest
part of England, The more we dis
cussed it. the more we realized that
ii was, without doubt, most amaz-
ing coup.
Naturally, the press devoted great
deal of attention to robbery of such
sensational magnitude, and several
journalists and photographers travel
ed down specially from London in
search Of material Huntington
himself came down from Scotland
Yard with two of his shrewdest as
sistants, but as he acknowledged to
me upon the third night after their
arrival, the whole affair had been
carried out with such amazing fore
sight that it seemed impossible to lay
hold anywhere of a clue.
Janet and / stayed on at Kinder |
sley Court for the last meet of the
stagehounds-a day which we are
neither of us likely ever to forget.
We motored over to Exford, where
our host had sent all his available
horses two days before. Janet, Bea-
trice Kindersley and ] were among
those of the house party who rode.
Early in the afternoon we found
ourselves on the fringe of the hunt,
on the southern slope Of Hawksley
Down. Suddenly Beatrice, who had
been looking over her shoulder, gave
a little exclamation. A man, riding
q dark bay horse, whom / had no.
tieed once or twice always on the
outskirts of the hunt, came round the
side of a piled-up mass of stones and
boulders, and rode straight up to us.
/ must confess that at first the in
cident possessed no significance for
me. In his well-cut and well-worn
riding-clothes, and possessing the as
sured seat of practiced rider, there
was nothing to distinguish this man
from half dozen of Lord Kinder
sley's neighbors with whom we had
exchanged greetings during the day.
1t was not. in fact, until he suddenly
his horse round to within a
yard or two of us, and I saw some
thing glitter in his right hand, that
! realized who he was.
Norman Greyes," he said, II call
an armistice for five minutes. You
will admit" he added, glancing down.
ward at his right hand, that l am in
D position to call the game"
let it be ar armistice, Michael
/ agreed. What do you want with
me?'
with you, nothing" he answered.
Il came to speak to Miss Kinder
,ley"
II find that my confederate mis-
understood me the other night he
continued, "and that after all he took
your iewelry from the table. have
stayed in the neighborhood to return,
t.
He leaned over and placed a sealed