New Britain herald., 1925-07-21
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mind 1t looks very much as If some one was doing his level best to - what d'you call 1t confuse the issue"
 That's about the size of i;," agreed the inspector. Laying . false trail. I have known 1: tr9, before in tEr coursr O! m. grsG. experience. It's that Margaret won an for Aver. Or 1t might b, lH throp himself. guess I'd tel:ei run down there and have q snitt round"
 Spoken like master Of yoar craft" said Lord Eulp.ter, And, while 10th to be deprived of your exciting company. let ne remark that if you watt 10 reach RuXton today you will have to catch the ten-iitty train. Which means that you must hustle"
 After Eoake had acted on the hint and starled for the station in his lordship's car. placed at his dis posal for tine good of the cause" Lord Bnipcter lit d most rrebeian pipe and st.o!led through tho vil- lage. At the juncture of the strag- eling street with the open country he met Miss Adela Larltin, pro- claimed by her basket to be on shopping expedition. He prepared to pass on without being recognized, but he reckoned without his Adela.
 Good morning, Lord Bulpeter," she accosted him brightly. T am Miss Larkin, the Rector's daughter. was introduced to you last night, you know, at the Grange, when I called on Inspector Roake with Mir. Symes. Did you have the luck you expected?"
 T didn't do so badly for an anna teur, but I mustn't tell tales out of school, Miss Larkin."
 "I am sure I don't want you to-" with a pout. "A trifie off your beat, weren't you, foregathering with a bobby in pursuit of one of your own class? Guy Lathrop is one. of the best" .~ .~''--'''
 Lord Bulpeter studied the cheeky face of his interlocutor with lazy interest.
 You are a judge of men, Miss Larkin? 2" he hazarded.
 T can tell the good ones from the bad" was the enigmatic reply.
 You speak as If you were talking about rotten eggs," sighed Lord Bulpeter, avoiding the burning gaze focused on him.
 Most of you men are" was Miss Larkin's rude rejoinder. What l want to know is, vas Sir Guy ar- rested?"
 No, he was not" replied Lord Bulpoter. He took alarm. and ran off before hands could be laid on him. But Inspector Roake hopes great things from paragraph in todays Planet. Probably you have seen 1t. It says tlat second in stance of red rain has occurred in the gauge of Mir. Stampage at Rux- ton. Roake is off to investigate"
 Adela's eyes snapped fire. Then" !" she said, "Mr. Roake has begun 10 suspect the Honeybuns?"
 But Lord Bulpeter shook his head. "On the contrary" he re- piled, "Roake attributes the man. ipulation of Mir. Stampage's gauge 10 the evil machinations of Miss Margaret Lathrop in defense of her cousin"
 Adela burst into laughter. How intensely funny!" she twittered. And what do you think, Lord Bull peter - that Miss Lathrop operated on sheep or a goat in order to provide the new sensation?"
 T am sure she did nothing Of the kind" was the answer. "As a matter of fact, I have reason to be sure"
 Suddenly, from an inquisitor Adela became her own sweet self - coquette with a touch of hoy denish mischief. She laid her gloved hand on her companions sleeve and purscd up her lips at him.
 "I really believe that we are on the same side," she said. Anti Honeybun and pro-Lathrop. Also there is something else I don't be- lieve. I don't believe that you are more entitled to mention in De- bretts Peerage than you are in Crockford's Clergy List"
 Lord Bulpeter looked down at the upturned face, striving to plumb the depths of the limpid eyes. He was sore put to 1t to restrain an impulse to kiss the ripe red lips,
 (To Be Continued) ! Copyright, 1925, NEA Service, | Incl