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where his prospective host and host
eSs were standing.
Sir Henry" he apologized, II had
no idea that you had so many people
here when / accepted your invitation
to luncheon | won't lay too much
stress upon my appearance, he went
on. but my flannel collar is a little
crumpled isn't it, and my tie dis
graceful? ] should be 80 much more
comfortable If you would allow me 10
slip away"
There was an unmistakabe air Of
relief upon the faces of both Sir Henry
and his wife.
! Sir Henry shook hands regretfully,
and Goade, mounting his little car,
which he had left in an obscure cor
ner, drove down the avenue and
turned into the road AS soon as he
was out of sight of the house, how
ever, he drew up in the shade of an
oak tree. lit pipe and, leaning back
fixed his mind once more upon the
situation which he had left behind
him.
Goade, notwithstanding his profes-
sion, was a man OF heart and, for no
particular reason, he liked Sir Henry.
He had all the time the conviction
that something unusual was happen
ing at the hall, and that, in some way
or another, Sir Henry was being made
explanation of the whole affair, of
course---the illness in the house might
/ be Of an infectious nature, iN which
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Runanian Girl Scout Shares With Queen
Honor of Being Called National Heroine

was soon forthcoming, and TO tne
young girls great joy she was pro
NOTED to the rank of Honorary Second
Lieutenant of the 43d Regimen or
Infantry, as a member of which she
fought at the great battle of Mara
sesti. where she was slightly wOunaied
Ecaterina was decorated with tine
Order of Merit, and with speclal
gold medal given to Scouts for war
service. This medal was especially
created and presented to Ecatertna
and to Major Teiusanu.
At the presentation ceremonies the
audience, gathered to witness the,
event, was surprised to see boyish
figure step forth in answer to the
name "Ecaterina Teodoroiu." The
audience mistook her for a youth, so
boyish was her manner as well as her
garb.
Ecaterina, who is honored as the
Jeanne dare of Rumania," is buried
in Fitionesti. in the region of Mara
sesti. the scene of that extraordinary
battle in which the Rumanians
fought successfully against an army
seven times as large as theirs.
Ecaterina gave her life in helping to
stem the tide which threatened the
complete devastation of her country.
Her sacrifice was not in vain. Her
brave spirit is kept alive in the king
dom. Already one memorial to her
has been established. 1t takes the
form of an -orphanage for children
bereft of parents as result of the
war. Here at Ungheni four hundred
are cared for In the name
of Ecaterina Teodoroiu.
Evening star., 1926-12-12
The Food We Eat.

IF a man of 10 years were starving,
it would probably be of little COM
fort to him to reflect that he had con.
sumed in the course of his life 53%
tons of solid food and 42A tons OF
liquid. or about 1880 times his own
weight in both solids and liquids, but
it would be quite true
Being a man of average appetite
and purse, he would have eaten Is
tons of bread. which would have made
a single loaf containing 1900 cubic
feet and appearing ahsut as large as
the average suburban home, and on
this bread he would have spread one
ton of butter. If his bacon had been
cut in single slices the strip would
have been four miles long, and his
chops, placed end to end, would have
extended two miles. Twenty ordinary
sized bullocks have supplied him with
beef. some Is tons of which he has
eaten, along with tons of fish and
10000 eggs and $50 pounds of cheese.
If he had elected to have all his
served at once, they would
have come to him on a train OF cars.
the pod containing all his peas being
over three miles long. He has had
8 900 pounds Of sugar, 1900 pounds OF
salt, pounds of pepper and 100 cans
OF mustard. Three pints of LIQUID a
day would have amounted to 76. 500
pints or 42% tons.
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down a pergola and pointed TO a seat.
Let us sit down for a moment -
she suggested.
He obeyed. holding his tongue and
waiting. She leaned toward him.
"Will you give me your word OF
honor, Mr.. Goade," she asked eagerly,
that your coming here this morning
was quite accidental?"
absolutely" he assured her. Il
met Sir Henry Just as he told you,
and he insisted upon my coming to
the house. i mad no idea that you
lived here"
She drew a little sigh of relief, but
IL was obvious that she was suffering
from some form of shattered nerves
How do you think Henry Is look
ing?" she inquired.
We'll enough i'll health. but, to tell
you the truth, / thought he seemed
worried"
And me-"
Honestly"
do. you imagine that / am asking
for compliments?" she demanded i'm
patiently.
You have the same appearance.
She sat looking away from him,
nervously lacfng and interlacing her
fingers.
A girl came hurrying down the
pergola from the further end--a quiet
faced. notwithstanding girl. Lady
Pullaton leaned forward as she ap-
preached. an unsRbken question in her
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look in his eyes. Goade's indifference
however. seemed to reassure him.
Not very well just now. as it hap
pens. Met with slight accident yes
terday. Her-her ladyship's just the
same is ever. you see
GOade glanced toward the two fig
ures now ascending the terrace steps
Lady Pullaton, slightly in advance. 20
years younger than her husband, tall
slim. beautiful, with a pale. almost
! ivory complexion and blue eyes. The
man by her side was of a different
type. He was broad shouldered. in
clined to be stout. clean shaven, with
| gray-black hair cut close to his head
almost in the German fashion. His
dress was studiously neat, but more
suggestive OF Fifth avenue than the
lawn of an English country house.
! He was smoking a cigar, but as he
reached the terrace he threw it into
the flower beds. Lady Pullaton
| smiled.
= DIR. Scott Barnett remembers your
| aversion to cigars in the morning.
! Henry" she observed. WHY"
She stopped short as Goade rose to
| his feet. Notwithstanding the suns
heat, she seemed suddenly to become
| CHASTITY pale. She clutched at her
| companions arm, as though to steady
| herself.
Mr.. Goade' she exclaimed. What
are you doing here?"
Mr.. Goade is on a holiday, my
| dear" Sir Henry intervened quickly
Il met him in the lane, quite by acct
dent, and insisted upon his coming
home with me-"
Lady Puliaton recovered herself
with an effort.
/ This is Mr.. Goade, a friend of ours
from London-Dr. Scott Barnett"
Glad to meet you, sir" the latter
announced, with impressive but OBJ
viously insincere cordiality Seems
to me your name is somehow familiar
although / can't quite place YOU" he
added, continuing to hold Goade's hand
and to gaze steadily into his face.
"!I don't think that we have met
before" Goade said, politely. Il have
been in New York once or twice,
though, on business
X X X
CIR HENRY leaned forward with
the obvious intention of revealing
Goade's identity. With no earthly rea-
son OF which he was aware, however
the latter suddenly checked him by
beginning a conversation with Lady
Pullaton. The butler entered with a
fresh shaker and an array of glasses
A little group Of young people came
trooping over from the tennis court;
others appeared from the house
Lady Pullaton turned to Goade.
Let me show you the gardens" she
invited. I'VE shall just have time
before lunch"
They strolled off together; Lady
Pullaton pointed out the famous ce-
dars-one Of them the largest in the
country-and led him toward the
walled gardens. Instead Of entering
them, however, she turned abruptly
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Upon the stone balustrade. Sir Henry
pointed to chair and pushed a box
Of cigarettes across the wicker table.
Make yourself comfortable for a
few minutes anyway. Goade,' he in
Sited
The butler appeared with a cocktail
shaker and two glasses. Sir Henry
swallowed his drink almost feverishly.
and, looking at him without his hat. il
seemed to Goade that his face was
more lined and that he had aged con.
eiderably during the twelve months
since they lad met. He was holding
out his glass TO be retlled before
Goade had begun his.
You must have a dividend. too" he
snsisted. FIJI Mr.. Goade's glass, Rob
son, Excellent phrase, that. Ameri-
can, ot course. All these snappy little
sayings are. We've got d Canadian
staying in the house, by the bye. Eel
low called Scot Barnett. You've never
heard of him. / suppose"
Not that | can remember"
Sir Henry was leaning Il little for
ward in his chair, watching two APP
preaching figures. Again the cloud
had descended upon his face.
Hes friend of young Arthur Dor
chester's~-boy who was staying with
us in Lowndes Square. Interesting
fellow. Seems to have knocked about
everywhere and seen most sides of
life. Here he comes with her lady
ship. You'd better make some more
cocktails, Robson. We shall have the
tennis crowd here directly"
How is Capt. Dorchester" asked
Goade, with "A sudden recollection Of
the young man, whom he remembered
as All intimate Of the household at
Iowndes Square.
His host turned toward him quickly.
ThAre was startled. almost hunted
Evening star., 1926-12-12
Heat Accumulators.

1T has been found that some of the
salt lakes in Hungary present the
pecul1ar1ty or a layer of warm, or
even hot, salt water between two bod.
les of colder water. Thus, in the Me
doc Lake. the surface temperature in
Summer is about 20 degrees, but at a
depth OF a little more than four feet
the temperature becomes 1873 degrees.
declining again to 66 degrees at the
bottom.
The surface water is fresh. but the
warm water beneath is intensely "a.
line, and the explanation of the diff
ference OF temperature is that, since
the specific heat Of salt water is less
than that of fresh water, the salt
water is more easily heated by the
sun, and. having risen to a higher
temperature than that of the overly
ing fresh water, retains it's heat, be-
cause the fresh water prevents It's es-
cape by radiation. It is suggested
that some use might be found for
these natural reservoirs, or accumu.
lators. of solar heat.
Evening star., 1926-12-12

If I'm right Robson, you'll be serv-
ing champagne for dinner tonight; If
I'm wrong, the things so bad, any
way. that it won't matter"
Then please to step this way. sir, !"
the man invited, rising to his feet.
u X * =
knocking at the door, stepped into
Lady Pullaton's bedchamber. Dor
chester. who was lounging on sofa,
reading the Sporting Times. sprang
hurriedly to his feet. There was a
distinct movement from the bed.
who are you?" Dorchester de-
manded.
Memory as short as that. Capt
Dorchester? Inspector Goade of
Scotland Yard Sit up, Grimmett."
A frightened face appeared from un-
der the coverlet.
"What-'' Dorchester began.
Don't waste your breath" Goade
interrupted. crossing to the bedside.
I'll have a look at your bandages, Mr.
Grimmett," he went on, turning down
the sheets. Il thought so. The old
trick--air cushion and a bottle of
cochineal. Get up and dress. I'll
advise you both to be out of the house
within the next ten minutes"
Grimmett swung round, his un-
natural pallor gone. his expression
menacing.
What are you doing, butting in?"
he half shouted.
I'm the law, and don't you forget
it," was the stern reply. IF l don't
march you both straight off to the
police station. it's simply because this
young man has been a friend of the
family"
He's right" Dorchester faltered.
IT'S Goade of Scotland Yard, Grim
NETT! Get into your clothes, and let's
slip out"
BLAST it," Grimmett exclaimed
fiercely. as he prepared to obey.
To the remnants of the luncheon
f,a r.tv u-6n 11nnp fba tor
Evening star., 1926-12-12
ACCIDENTAL DISCOVERIES

HE story of how an Italian laborer,
seated on box eating his lunch
In plating plant, made lasting
contribution to his employer and to
science, is told by DR.. William Blum
chemist of the Bureau of Standards
and president of the American Elec-
trochemical Society.
Officials of the company in question,
makers Of phonograph records, upon
noting marked increase in the hard
ness or the copper disks from which
monograph records are stamped, sub
sequently sent samples Of the plating
bath for analysis, which revealed that
organic matter was present
At complete loss to explain the
presence OF any foreign matter in
their electrolytes used for depositing
copper electrically, a careful inquiry
developed the fact that an italian la
borer had playfbully fiipped a piece
of cheese at a fellow worker. the
cheese missing its mark and falling
into the tank. where the metallic
disks. containing Photographic rec
ords were being plated. The phono-
graph company found that the harden
ing effect was due to the casein in
the cheese, which material they there.
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race there seemed nothing particu-
larly remarkable in Goade's un-
heralded appearance among them
Lady Pullaton. however. broke off in
the middle Of her conversation as.
with a little word of excuse, he
brushed past one of her guests, and
her cup fell Gathering to the ground
In the little confusion which ensued
Goade passed on to the further end of
the terrace where Scott Barnett and
his host were talking in whispers.
would you spare me one moment
in the library, Sir Henry?" he begged.
"YOu, and DIR. Scott Barnett"
Say. what does this fellow Want?'
the latter demanded suspiciously.
"I am Inspector Goade of Scotland
Yard "Goade announced, curtly. 1T
seems rather singular to me, DIR. Scott
Barnett. that 1 should not have
previously made your acquaintance.
Never too late to mend, though. Sir
Henry, if you please"
Sir Henry stumbled across the
threshold leaning on Goade's arm:
his late companion, white with ap-
prehension and suppressed buster,
followed.
Sir Henry" Goade continued, II
have taken the liberty of turning two
of your guests out of your house.
suggest that this man follow them"
What do you mean?" Scott Bar
nett spluttered.
You have been made the victims of
a rather stupid plot" Goade went on.
II am sorry to say young Dorches-
ter was in it as we'll as this man and
his nephew. The fight was a fake;
Grimmett's s injury was fake"
"Grimmett isn't dying?" Sir Henry
gasped.
Nothing the matter with him; not
scratch" Goade assured him, earnest
ly. THAT was a stage wound, easy
enough to manage"
Sir Henry clutched at his preserver's S
sleeve.
Heavens" he exclaimed. Il was
going in to Bodminster to raise 10000
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for the doctor to get his nephew away
into a nursing home where he could
die without any scandal. Goade. you re
you're telling me the truth?"
car flashed down the avenue.
There they go." Goade pointed out.
Now. then, Sir Henry. which shall il
be--Bodminster jail, under my escort,
or the other car for DIR. Scott Bar
nett? I'm on a holiday, burt I'll take
a risk
DR.. Scott Barnett settled the mat
ter for himself by sprinting for the
door Sir Henry listened in dazed
fashion to his footsteps racing down
the hall. Then he looked up AT
Goade
Bless you, Goade'" he exclaimed,
fervently. They'd have been of in
an hour and we'd never have known"
Goade patted him on the back.
You'd better go and have 1T out
with her ladyship, Sir Henry" he said.
1T will be a blow to you both about
Dorchester-not a bad lad, but he
got in with the wrong set. III see
you later
Sir Henry rose to his feet. Already
his face was transformed.
Her ladyship-Mary! What this
will mean to her." he exclaimed, as
he made for the window
Jobs all over. Robson" Goade an
nounced cheerily. as he climbed into
his car Whats that?"
"Glass Of 10 port. sir" the butler
declared, handing it up with trembling
fingers.
Goade smiled as he drained the glass
and handed it back.
Good, stuff, Hobson'r'
you'll stop and see Sir Henry and
her ladyship," the man begged.
They'll never forget this"
Goade shook his head as he pressed
down his starting lever.
MY regards to them both. ROBSON
he said. leaning down to shake hands.
land remind them that I'm on
holiday"
(Copyright 19"6l
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- IF HENRY PCLLATON, Bart
J. p. chairman Of the Quarter
Sessions i'll the neighborlne
~ assize town. landowner anC
person of much consequence ii
his particular corner OF Devonshire
turned around on the path. He re
moved his pipe from his mouth anu
stared into the slowly passing car
which he had stepped on the path tc
avoid.
Bless my soul"' he exclaimed. Its
Nicholas Goade. Hi. Goade"
The car came TO wheeZy stand
still. a small white dog poked an in
Guiring nose from the front seat
Nicholas Goade leaned out.
How do YOU do. Sir Henry?" he
said.
What are you doing in my part of
the world?" the lated inquired ge.
njaily. Don't tell me- he added. with
glance of mild amusement at the
easel in the tonneau, that you've
turned artist"
Neither my best nor my worst
friend would accuse me of that was
the smiling reply. Il perpetrate a ter
Fible daub now and then, just to
anuse myself. AS a matter of fact,
I'm having a few months complete
rest"
d.
Glad | happened to catch sight of
sou. You must come up and say how
do-you-do to her ladyship.
Goade shook his head obviously.
I'm afraid youll have to excuse
me-" he regretted. II am touring
after tramp fashion of my own-no
clothes, no civilized effects of any sort.
Thank you, all the same"
Thank you for nothing" Sir Henry
exclaimed, hoisting himself up into the
vacant seat and pushing Flip, the
little dog, unceremoniously on one
side. Straight through the gates
there. You can see the hall the other
side of that belt of trees. If you pass
without even a drink, I'll never pa
tronize Scotland Yard again. The
next murder we happen to have in the
district I'll put into the hands of the
local police"
Il didn't know you ran 10 murders
down hereabout," Goade remarked, as
he swung in through the gates.
I'VE don't, and that's a fact" Sir
Henry admitted, with a sudden shadow
on his face. We're a law-abiding
neighborhood as a rule. Her ladyship
will be glad to see you, Goade. She'll
never forget how cleverly you ran
that scamp Of a footman of ours to
earth in Lowndes Square.
4 X x
GOADE brought the car to a stand
still before the Hospitality open,
heavy oak doors. beyond which was
pleasant vista of a spacious hall, with
banks of flowers and palms and a dis
tant glimpse of picture-covered walls.
They passed through a long, low
room, and across a small, dome-shaped
Winter garden to shady terrace.
Peacocks were struttiQg about on the
lawn below; one OF them was perched
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E. Phillips OPPenheim

StllI IN her iddyShlp room. Rob
| son answered. "Dr. Scott Barnett
won't have him moved"
ANY other doctor visited him"
Not yet. You see. sir the man
went on. after a moments hesitation
hes in her ladyship's bed. and Or
Scott Barnett says he might bleed to
| death il he's even carried as far a.
the door"
| Il i x
COADE considered the whole story
~ for a moment or two.
WAS Capt Dorchester badly
knocked about?" he asked.
He's got a nasty cut on the cheek,
and his left arms kind Of fractured.
After all" Goade pointed out, after
a brief pause, ''the person chiefly in
| trouble seems to be Capt. Dorchester.
Robson looked shocked
Think of the scandal. Mr. Goade.
he begged. IF Mr.. Grimmett dies,
and there has to be an inquest. 1t will
come out that the two gentlemen
were fighting at o'clock in the morn
ing in her ladyship's bedroom. It'd
kill Sir Henry, that would. He's a
kindly man, but he's proud. It'd break
his heart, sir"
And the doctor won't allow him TO
be moved" Goade reflected.
He won't even listen to it. sir
They've both. Sir Henry and her lady
ship. been begging him hard all the
time. There's something on this aft
ernoon, sir. though. Both the limou-
sine cars are ordered. and Sir Henry
must be going in to Bodminster him
self I've telephoned for him to make
an appointment"
with whom?" Goade asked.
Robson hesitated.
Nothing to do with this affair. sir
With the bank manager"
Goade considered for a moment.
Where are they all now?" he In
quired.
"The doctors Just started his cigar
on the veranda and his double glass
Of brandy. Nothing will move him
for half an hour. Capt. Dorchester's
sitting with Mr.. Grimmett."
"Alone?"
absolutely. sir. No ones been
allowed in the room at all. They
won't even have a nurse"
Door locked?"
''All the time, sir.
What about the communicating
room. the, one Sir Henry used to
occupy?"
There isn't any key to that, sir,
or bolt"
Goade rose to his feet
Robson" he asked. ARE you will
ing to take a slight risk for the sake
Of the family?"
Il am SIR" the man replied. What
do you want me to do?'
just show me up to Sir Henry's
room, and let me walk in upon those
two young men," Goade announced.
"Ill do the rest"
Robson was startled.
But Mr.. Grimmett isn't conscious,
sir
Then / shan't do him any harm.
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Nicholas Goade Discovers Painful Situation

eyes. Goade instlnctively knew that
her advent was expected.
DIR Scott Barnett has left word
that / am not to be allowed in the
ROOM" she announced. He says that
Mr. Grimmett Is still unconscious and
that he prefers to look after him en-
: tirely himself"
He understands that you are a
| fully qualified nurseo"
! The girl nodded.
! He knows that quite we'll she
said He knows that ! was out with
! the Red Cross during the war"
There Is no change, no message"
| Not word" the girl replied
! Capt. Dorchester told me to tell you
that he was feeling all right and that
| the doctor was going up to see them
both before luncheon"
Go back and be near. in case he
wants YOU" Lady Pullaton enjoined,
| The girl took her leave. Lady Pulla-
| ton leaned back in her place. The
| cigarette had fallen from her finger
and lay smoldertng upon the path.
I'VE have two invalids in the house,
she said. Arthur Dorchester Is not at
all we'll, and a friend. who came down
with him---a MIR. Grimmett, DIR. Scott
Barnetts nephew-has met with an
accident"
us DIR. Scott Barnett looking after
them both?" Goade inquired.
Lady Pullaton nodded.
Naturally. Ne were very fortu-
rate to have him in the house. He
is fully qualified Canadian doctor
| am sure that he is doing everything
that lis possible"
refuse the services Of a nurse?" Goade
yentured.
II don't know" she admitted. a
little helplessly.
II am passing through Bodmir ter
this afternoon. You wouldn't like me
to send out another doctor for con-
sultation?"
Certainly not was the almost hys.
terical reply. ''Dr. Scott Barnett
would be very hurt indeed Please
don't think of such a thing-promise
that you won't
''Of course | won't, If you don't wish
it," Goade promised. II only thought
that it might relieve your anxiety a
little
Lady Pullaton rose to her feet.
II dare say that we are worrying
about nothing" she said abruptly. II
always hate illness so. We had better
go back now Luncheon will be ready
directly"
X *
THERE was a little crowd upon the
a. terrace when they returned. and
Goade realized that the party was a
much larger affair than he had ex-
pected. Under ordinary circumstances
he would have yentured a word in Sir
Henrys ear and made a hasty exit.
The air of mystery about the place,
however, intrigued him-and there
was DR.. Scott Barnett.
He never hesitated to trust to his
instinct as regards people. and he had
taken an instant dislike to the Cana
dian doctor.
He sat on the edge of the balcony
toying with a cocktail which the but
ler had brought him. His holiday was
forgotten; he was back again in his
old life. trying to piece together in
significant but inexplicable trifles.
Arthur Dorchester, weakling and
gambler, Lady Pullaton's cavalier
servant, lying upstairs Ill; his friend.
who arrived with him, unconscious as
the result of an accident: their sole
medical attendant the latter's uncle;
nurse refused: Sir Henry and his
wife living in the shadow of fear
which seemed beyond any ordinary
anxiety.
Goade came to a sudden resolution,
set down his glass and made his way
through the gossiping little groups to
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personal patient of Her Majesty Re-
gina Maria and the two elder prin-
cesses. The lovely Princess Ileana
twhose name Is derived from a beauti-
full Ruma nian folk story was then too
youthful to serve in hospitals
When Ecaterina recovered from her
injury, she petitioned Major Teiusanu
for permission to return to the front.
Her request was forwarded to His