Evening star., 1924-03-31
tContinued from Yesterdays STAR

"Just So" exclaimed Smith. 'If."
y The Greek laughed and flourished
new cigarette just drawn from his
case.
''Ah!" he said. I'VE have seen him.
We see him now-at least, CHM
bouloglos, he sees him. Yes-oh-
yesw
Sees him? Chimbouloglos? Where?
demanded Smith. For heavens sake,
man, don't trife about thing like
this"
Demetriadi calmly lighted his ciga-
rette and threw the match away with
another flourish.
"All right, he said confidently.
Don't upset of yourself. Chimbou
Iogios has two eyes in front of his
head and two at the back. II is this
way-tonight we go dine at the cafe
Noir--you know the Cafe Noir? Newly
opened restaurant. Nice place-more
like Paris than London. YOU know
yes. And AS we finish our dinner. that
man comes to take his. You under
stand"
Smith, who had laid aside his hat
and coat on entering Hextall,s room,
made start toward the chair on
which he had tossed them.
Good Lord" he muttered under his
breath Come on" he exclaimed.
Let's all get to this place as quick as
we can-we're westinghouse wasted
time. Come. all of you
"Oh, all right, all right" said
Demetriadi. still full of imperturb
able sang-froid. Don't distress your
self, my dear Mr.. Smith. We listen
to him order his dinner-it viii be
good hour while he finish all that. 1t
is now not half an hour since | leave
there and hurry here, and Chin
bouloglos, he watch that man like a
Chimbouloglos follows--if he went
into never mind where, George Chin
bouloglos will go. too. All right"
Better use some caution, too, sir,
suggested Styler. 1T wouldn't do for
four of us to walk in there together.
And there's another thing He turned
and looked knowingly at the detec-
tive. He right be familiar with
you?" he went on. THAT wouldn't do,
you know.
II don't think he'd know he" said
the detective. "AIl the same, there's
a good deal in what you say. And |
don't advise the lot of US going there.
That's no good. Now he continued.
examining Styler critically, "if any
body'S going TO do any Shadowing. !
should say you'd be the one. Let me
suggest something. sir he added,
turning to Smith. We can all center
on this Cafe Noir-I know whore it
iS-but we'll go separately, and we
won't enter-except your assistant
here, as I take him to be. Let Mr..
Demetriad go back-let Mr.. Styler
follow closely on his heels. Mr.. Styler
can order something, and he'll quick
ly find out which the man is--Mr.
Demetriadfl give him the office.
When the man leaves. let Mr.. Styler
follow. We others can be on the
lookout in the Street--we shall get
glimpse of the chap. anyway, and
we can keep Mr.. Styler in sight"
The party of five split up into two
sections. Styler went off with the
Greek in one taxicab: HeXtall. Smith
and the detective followed in another.
At oxford Circus Styler and his com
panion left their cab and walked
away down the side street in which
the new establishment known as the
Cafe Noir had recently opened its
doors. Before they reached it Deme-
great enjoyment from his adventure,
pulled Styler by the sleeve.
Now, he said in whisper, we
make our strategy. Ell? I go in and
little table not far within-the man,
he is at table opposite. You come
IN later-you take a seat same side
as usJ-you look across and You see
him-a big fellow, looks as if he
might have been a soldier-nustacb
turned up. you understand"
"All right" answered Styler. I'm
spot him. mister. And when he goes
out, shall give you look, and if
I'm right you'll give me one, and then
I shall follow him. And mind you. if
you do bit of following. Be care
full. Don't follow him. follow me. I'm
used to their games-been at EN- ever
since / was fifteen.
The Greek nodded. and presently
entered the swining doors of the res
taurant. Styler let few minutes
elapse before he followed. Then ne.
too. assumed a careless air. and
1sNt. r. lsr,I,
glanced casually around him and
dropped into a seat near the table
at which Demetriadi and Chimbou-
loglos were sitting. For a moment
he occupied himself in ordering some
thing which could be served without
delay. When the waiter had left him
TO took an apparently careless look
at his neighbors. And there. exactly
opposite to him. was the man whom
Demetriadi had described leisurely
reading an evening paper as he
smoked his cigar and slipped his cof4
fee
Styler had no knowledge of this
man He knew a great many shady
characters of the West End: this man
was an absolute stranger to him. He
saw at once that he might be said to
answer the description given to the
police by the maid-servant of Labur-
mum Terrace ana the driver OF the
taxicab who had taken Miss Brock
and a companion to the corner of Up
per Grosvenor street. But he also
saw that the man was of a somewhat
common type-tall, inclining to
elderliness, of military appearance,
well dressed, a veritable man-about-
town specimen of humanity. Could
this be the man for whom the police
were already on the lookOut?-would
he dare to show himself so openly in
a restaurant to which, on account OF
its newness and originality, a good
many people were going just then?
He might, reflected Styler: he might, |
believing that there was safety in
sheer boldness. 1t was a good half
hour after his own entrance that
Styler followed the tall stranger out
Of the Cafe Noir and sauntered be-
hind him INTO Oxford street. Within !
minute of leaving the restaurant he /
passed Hextall, and then the detec-
tive, and then Smith. Styler's face
was blank as a stone wall as he ell
bowed past them. but he contrived to
give each nudge as he slowly edged |
by on the track of his quarry