The Bismarck tribune., 1923-03-01
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SIR NORMAN GREYES, formerl.
of Scotland Yard, is dcvoting hi.
time to tracking down an arci
criminal known to him as
MICHAEL SAVERS.
JANET SCALE, maid in Sayers' cot
tage. is in love with her master
She shoots down a police office
who tracks Michael to his abode
Sir Norman meets Sayers at tn,
golf club where Sayers is known Il:
Mr.. Stanfield. Greyes becomes sus
picious Of the real identity of Stan
field.
After a three months vacation Sill
Norman meets Stnnfield in hote
lobby. At the same hotel, to humoi
an insurance company, Greyes has
an interview with a South American
widow regarding policy of a hun
dred thousands pounds carried or
her remarkable rope of pearls. ''~
Sir Norman continues:
He is quaint, that little man,
my companion remarked once, as h,
glanced over toward US. "He re-
minds me of those impossible char.
acters one reads about in magazines
who detect crime for the pleasure
of it, and discover hidden treasures
in absurd places"
HE is, as a matter of fact" ] told
passion for golf-at least, that Is
what the golf secretary at Wokins
told me-
The music was seductive, and pres
entity we danced once or twice. f.,
the ballroom, however, my compan.
ion showed signs of renewed nerv-
BUSINESS. The fingers of one hand
were nearly all the time straying
around her neck, as though to assure
herself that the necklace was still
there. Presently she drew me away
with an apologetic little laugh.
81 am quite mad" she confessed
but | have fit Of nerves tonight.
! am going upstairs early. Do you
mind?'
"Of course not" l told her. LET
me see you to- the, lift"
81 am going to ask you to do more
than that" she said as we crossed
the hall. ~ am going to ask you to
come up to my sitting-room and
escort my maid down to the office
when she takes my necklace there,
AS regard you can come back aft
erward, if you will, and have a whis-
ky and soda with me-"
rang for the lift, and we ascend
ed together to the fourth floor. She
handed me her key and l unlocked
ln oe hor nl,
She pointed to the evening paper
and an easy-chair.
"Please make yourself comfortable
for five minutes" she begged, look
ing back from the threshold of the
inner room. 81 shall just let An
nctte help me out of my sgown. Then
l will give her the jewel-case and
she shall call for you"
She nodded and disappeared. !
stood for moment looking after
her. Tie door was closed softly.
heard her call to her maid in the
farther apartment.
Those next few seconds seemed to
beat themselves. out in my brain,
charged with strange and almost
amazing significance. am con-
vnced that acted from impulse.
There was nothing definite in my
mind when from behind that closed
door l conceived the sudden idea
which prompted my action. l
crossed the floor Of the sitting-room
and opened the door which led on
to the corridor. There was no one
in sight, and it seemed to me tina:
fewer of the electric lights were lit
than usual. stood there. every
nerve of my body riveted upon an
attempt at dual listening..I listened
for the return of Mrs. De Mendoza,
and ! listened for the opening of
either of her doors. Presently what
devined might happen, came to pass
The door of her bedroom, in a line
with the one behind which ] was
lurking, opened. peered through
the crack.