Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1925-11-21

John Grimes, clumsily trying to re.
store her to consciousness, only
recognized her as the cabinet min
lister and the detective drew near.
my God! it's our Sally" broke
from the big man In velveteen.
The astonished cry. brought back
Mr.. Wommersleys leading lady
from shadowland. The long.lashed
eyes, which had been such an asset
In many a film, futtered open. But
it was not upon the rugged face bend
ing over her that they settled. Their
puzzled gaze passed John Grimes and
fixed the right honorable gentleman
who was 80 very, very gently being
compelled by Inspector Wragge to
toe the mark.
"Hullo, Steve" she sighed. How
are you. old boy? It's nice Of you to
come and see me die. Sympathy's
better than money when you've got
to take your last call. oh. my poor
side!'
For the fraction of a second the
pressure Of Inspector Wragge's hand
on Mr.. Colne's arm was not quite so
gentle, but 1t relaxed Immediately.
1.-The lady ought not to lie out
here" said the detective with author
ity. How about taking her to that
cottage?"
Seeing as she's my darter that's
where I'm going to take her." said
John Grimes through his clenched
teeth, and picking up the limp form
as though it were a feather. he bore
It in his strong arms toward the red
blind at the other side Of the clearing.
Mr.. Fabian Wommersley and his
satellites trailed behind.
Wragge appeared to hesitate for a
moment and then, without referring
to the queer words uttered by the
injured woman to his illustrious com.
panion, he steered the latter toward
the cottage. Mr.. Colne's lips were
twitching, but he also ignored the
familiar mode Of address adopted to.
ward him by one with whom he had
just disavowed q previous acquain.
lance. It may be that he held 1t be.
meath his dignity to notice seriously
what might have been only the bah.
BILE Of delirinm.
Wragge halted on the fringe Of the
cinema people clustered at the cot.
tage door. Again a brief indecision
seemed to master him, and it was
with an air Of reluctance that he at
last released the statesman's arm.
eff you will wait here, sir. I won't
keep you q minute" he said. Then
we will resume the. matter Of procur.
ing evidence against Sir Dudley
Glenister."
Wragge pushed his way through
Wommersley's men and. passing into
the cottage, entered the living room.
where miss Blair" had been laid on
horse.hair couch. The great Fa.
bian was incoherentIy trying to ex.
plain himself and his doings to the
girls parents, who were bending
over her and paying no heed to him.
Her eyes were shining feverishly. but
there was q CLINT Of mischief in them
as they rested on the inspector.
"Hullo, here's the tec" she
shrilled. 1.-THE tee that came mouch.
ing after Simon. What have you
done with the real villain Of the
piece, old son-the blighter you were
with outside? Don't let him slip you,
for you'll never catch him again. He
knows the game is up, now that I'm
knocked out. and I'm jolly glad 1t is"
II am sorry to intrude." said
Wragge, addressing the keeper and
his wife. 1T am a detective officer
from Scotland Yard and want to
ask your daughter two questions. 1
have nothing whatever against her
personally"
John and Judith Grimes whispered
to each other and stood aside.
It'll ease her conscience maybe, II
she's dying" said the keeper.
wragge stopped down and put his
questions-only.A few words to each.
The first was answered at once with
nod and an impudent smile. The
second required longer reflection and
a painfully whispered sentence or
two.
THANK you. madam" said the de.
tective, rising. you have greatly
aided the cause Of Justice"
FTn Ra CoukInuey!