Evening star., 1925-04-21
THE SEVEN SLEEPERS
A Thrilling NOBEL of By FRANCIS BEEDING
international Intrigue Copyright 1925 b, 14. CO..

hat with the pheasant feather in it.
She smiled up at me coquettishly
while j almost groaned with veZation
She, of all persons, was the most like
ly to penetrate my disguise. Besides
time was precious.
Karl" she said, you have been
teasing the Englishman."
It's too bad" l muttered, assum-
ing an expression of sulky ferocity,
THE professor won't let me see the
end of him..
What shamer' she exclaimed. as
though ! were small boy deprived
Karl, and tell you about 1t afterward
I have nothing left to do. The
English girl is already in the car.
She will be waking UP soon, as it's
nearly IL o'clock"
And with that she ran from me
into the garden and was lost to view.
That's a devoted little creature" !
thought. And certainly she has the
sweetest notion of amusing herself"
1 glanced at my watch, or rather
Karl's, and saw that 1t was five
minutes to II.
strode on into the hall, intending
to cross it and open the front door
into the main drive, where 1 hoped
TO find the car.
At this moment, however, there was
a sharp ring at the telephone, and
was reminded of the message the
professor was expecting. 1t would be
we'll to find out whether Fritz had
succeeded in obtaining the document.
l took off the receiver, which was
in the hall. Fritz was speaking, and
he inquired for the professor. l said
that the professor was engaged with
the Englishman. but that l would
take him a message.
Karl Won Emmerich speaking" ]
concluded.
Tell the professor" said Fritz, at
the other end of the wire, that we
have the document and are proceed.
ing at once to Basel
Very good" 1 replied. ''The pro.
fessor will be delighted"
'I should hope so.'' grumbled
Fritz.
1t occurred to me that this was a
priceless opportunity to ascertain the
quarters of the gang in Basel
"One moment, SIR" I said. ''I am
sorry to trouble you. but I've forgot
ten the address in Basel. and l don't
want to increase the unfortunate i'm
preston 1 have already made on the
professor by my blunder in Zurich.
Would you be SO good as to repeat
it?"
"33, Martinsgasse," replied Fritz.
DO they tell you nothing at Han
over?"
Il had my instructions, major" l
coldly rejoined, but no details"
Very WE'LL" he grumbled. "We
shall expect you sometime late this
evening" and he rang off.
1 hung up the receiver and hurried
away.
There was no time to lose. At any
moment the professor, might be back,
before I had succeeded in getting
away with Beatrice.
/ opened the front door, and my
eyes were gladdened by the sight of
the powerful green car, which had
nearly run over me in the courtyard
of the secretariat, drawn up at the
steps. 1t was empty except for the
slight form of Beatrice, propped up in
the back seat and covered with a rug.
She was wearing clothes which doubt
less belonged to Elsa, and were of a
rather vivid blue.
AS L approached the car, IL struck
from a clock situated over the ga
rage attached to the house. AS the
last stroke died away, Beatrice
opened her eyes. She looked at me
in bewilderment for moment
Where am I, Tom?" she asked
What's been happening? And what
on earth am l wearing?" she ex-
claimed. as she caught sight of her
arm in it's vivid blue cloth.
It's all right, dear" I assured her,
as l jumped into the driving seat 'I
will explain everything later. You
are quite safe-at last
l am pretty good with cars, and I
noted with satisfaction that this was
a big Ballot, a French car which had
won many races and a make which l
had frequently driven. I put my
foot on the self-starter. the engine
sprang into life, and a moment later
we were through the gates of the villa
and safe in the road beyond.