The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-10-05
CHAPTER x-contInusd.


doated down to him:
"This Is q terrible house. want to
60 back to Marguerite. To Marguerite.
70 Margueritel"
Tommy had run back to the stairs.
She wanted him to 60 and leave her
But whyf At all costs he must try
and get her away with him. Then his
heart sank. Conrad was leaping down
the stairs, uttering savage cry at the
sight Of him. After him came the
others.
Tommy stopped Conrad's rush with a
straight blow with his fist 1t caught
the other on the point of the jaw and
he fell like a log. The second man
tripped over his body and fell. From
higher up the staircase there was q
fash, and q bullet grazed Tommy's
ear. He realized that 1t would be
good for his health to get out Of this
house as soon as possible. AS regards
Annette he could do nothing.
He leapt for the door. slamming 1t
behind him. The square was de-
serted. In front of the house was a
bakers van. Evidently he was to
have been taken out Of London In
that, and his body found many miles
from the house in Soho. The driver
jumped to the pavement and tried to
bar Tommy's way. Again Tommy's
| fst shot out, and the driver sprawled
on the pavement
Tommy took to his heels and ran
none too soon. The front door opened
and a hail of bullets followed him.
Fortunately none Of them hit him. He
turned the corner of the square.
"There's one thing" he thought to
himself, "they can't 60 on shooting.
They'll have the police after them II
they do"
He heard the footsteps of his pur-
suers behind him, and redoubled his
own pace. Once he got out of these
by-ways he would be safe. In another
moment he had reason to bless his
luck. He stumbled over a PROSTATE
figure, which started up with a yell of
alarm and dashed Off down the street.
! Tommy drew back into doorway.
In q minute he had the pleasure of
seeing his two pursuers, of whom the
German was one, industriously track
Ing down the red herringl
Tommy sat down quietly on the
doorstep and allowed few moments
to elapse while he recovered his
breath. Then he strolled gently In the
opposite direction. He glanced at his
| V& off haI m n Of
ave. 1t was rapidly growing light.
He betook himself to Turkish bath
establishment which he knew to be
open all night. He emerged into the
busy daylight feeling himself once
more, and able to make plans.
First of all, he must have a square
meal. He had eaten nothing since
midday yesterday. He turned into q
shop and ordered eggs and bacon and
coffee. Whilst he ate, he read a morn
Ing paper propped up in front Of him.
| Suddenly he stiffened. There was q
long article on Kramenin, who was de-
scribed as the "man behind Boil
shevism" In Russia, and who had just
arrived In London-some thought as
IN unofficial envoy.
In the center Of the page was his
portrait.
$50 that's who Number 1 is," said
Tommy. mot . doubt about It; ]
must push on"
He paid for his breakfast, and be-
took himself to Whitehall. There he
sent up his name, and the message
that It was urgent. A few minutes
later he was In the presence of the
man who did not here 60 by the name
Of "Mr. Carter"
And as briefly and succinctly as
possible he detailed the experiences OF
the last few days.
Halfway through, Mr.. Carter inter
rupted him to give a few cryptic or
ders through the telephone. All traces
Of displeasure had now left his face,
He nodded energetically when Tommy
had finished.
"Quite right. Bvery moments OF
value. Fear we shall be too late any.
way. They wouldn't wait. Would
clear out at once. Still, they may
have left something behind them that
will be q clue. You say you've recog
nized Number I to be Kramenini
That's Important. He handed a photo
graph to Tommy. and smiled at the
ether's exclamation. "Tm right, then
Who IL he7 Irishman. Prominent
Unionist MP. All a blind, Of course
We've suspected it-but couldn't gel
any proof Yes, you've done very
well. young man. The 10Th, you say
II the date. That gives us very little
time-very little time indeed"
"But-" Tommy hesitated.
Mr.. Carter read his thoughts.
eve can deal with the general
strike menace, think. It's toss
up-but we've got sporting cnance
But II that draft treaty turns up
we're done. England win be plunged in
anarchy. An, what's that7 The carl
Come on, Beresford. wei, go and have
4 look at this house Of yours
Two constables were on duty IN
front Of the house In Soho. An IN.
spector reported to Mr.. Carter In q
low voice. The latter turned Ia
Tommy.
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