New Britain herald., 1923-03-21


shooting dead the officer sent 10 ar
rest HIM Janet becomes Sayers
wife and accomplicc. While 81
Norman Is living nj his countr!
house the police ask him 10 help cap
tnre criminal whom they believe I,
he al the head of dangerous gang
On his way TO London. Grcyes'. car !,
stopped and he Il shot through til,
shoulder Grcyes asks Janet 10 dine
with him. Janet accepts. Acting
upon Michacls command Janet nut.
poison In Sir Norman's coffee, but TO.
2rcts her act and piirposcly npscts the
cup. saycrs tells this episode:
l was at st, Pancras Station tc
meet Cory and Metzger on their ar.
rival in England. ] saw the seven
LACK tin boxes with brass clamps
handed out of the guards van and
placed on the roof of a taXicab.
knew as though it were foredoomed
that the contents of those boxes would
be mine before the week was out. ]
felt certain, too. that one at least OF
the two men would fight to death be-
fore | obtained possession of them.
They were well worth It, however
II was foggy night, and l lin
Eered with perfect safety on the out
skirts of the little throng of people
who had come to greet these two men.
They were rough lot, on the whole
men of the lowest type, swarthy and
unclean. l saw hungry glances di-
rected toward those black boxes, and
! knew that, given sufficient cunning
and address. / should not be the first
by long way to strike a blow for
their acquisition. But of these others
l had no fear. Gorty and Metzger
knew their friends. knew them well
enough not to trust them.
/ walked back through the fog to
my humble little fiat in Adam Street.
Those were gloomy days, even for me,
who cared little about the physical
comforts of life. I was passing as
Mr.. Arthur Younghusband, LID. n
cousin of the well-known solicitor of
l.incolns Inn, in town to con7ult
works of reference at the British
Museum. Day by day ! walked to
that gloomy mausoleum of dead
knowledge. spent an hour or so there,
and back to my rooms. No one
logged my footsteps. BY devious
ways | had shaken off all pursuit and |
suspicion. Yet life was a wearsome
thing. | am not a man with many
human weaknesses. but ] should have |
welcomed visit from Janet--a little I
dinner, perhaps. at the Cafe Royal, a |
peep into the world of many colored |
pleasure outside of which my path |
lay. These things. however, | knew
were not for me. Janet was watched. |
as knew beyond doubt, even If she
were not, she had failed me in my last |
demand. Janet presented problem
to be solved.
On the third day after the arrival
of Gorty and Metzger, | visited my
solicitors, the firm of Younghusband,
Nicholson and Younghusband. at
Lincoln's Inn. My reputed cousin
granted me an interview within few
minutes of my arrived. We spoke
for time of my studies and their
progress Then there was u pause.
The door was closed; the walls OF the
room were thick.
.Things progress" l demanded,
leaning across his wide, untidy table
Mr.. Hounghrsband smiled beneNo-
lently. In these moments of direct
speech was accustomed to forget my
assumed personality and to speak
with all the quick incisivenes that was
natural to me, My legal adviser,
however. never altered his manner OF
reply or department. He was always
the same, unctuous, legal, courtly. |,
"Your affairs are in excellent train, {
he assured me, "Of the two people l.,
In whom we are interested, one leaves, =
as we have surmised, for Manchester
the other remains alone" .
.They have made no arrangement /
with any bank YETI"
MY companion shook his head,
They are both, under the clrcum-
stances, suspicious" he said. Their
position, of course, is-er--peculiar.
they are clstodians of hundred
thousand pounds in gold, with which
hey hope to establish few private
.redits in this country. On the other
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