Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-09-10
LADY SLIPPER
By Ella Wisfer Hdines
Author Of MYSTERIOUS SWEETHEART"
Copyright. 1925 Thompson Feature Service Inc

| the hands of INSCRIPTIONS agents.
But, my dear Henryr' Prof Morris
| broke in, you don't suppose for q
| moment that inventors allow strangers
to enter their labora tories, do you?7
| Strangers. no! But how about their
own trusted employees? Might not
| there be an occasional one who could
| be bought
What would he have to SELF" the
| professor replied. Don't you realize
| that such assistants must have iron.
clad credentials to begin with and
after that are carefully watched for
months before being trusted with any
thing of Importance"
''Yes-but still"
What did the War Department
want of your paper"
They are asking us to run a series
of articles telling of certain new dis
coveries of yours. The whole thing
is to be pure fabrication, of course
but should prove interesting to the
public. This chap suggested that your
invention might be a new death-deal-
ing ray, something that an alien
enemy would go to almost any length
to secure. Do you get me, Eph?'
Yes" the professor said quietly, Il
think do. Go on
well. that's the idea. The fellow
told me to get you to help us with the
publicity. and | was just coming after
you when Chris cable made me lay
everything aside"
That's rather a large order on the
part of the Government" the profess
sor said thoughtfully. Il wouldn't think
of doing such d thing without going
personally to Washington and making
sure that this young fellow was not
a fraud You can't be too careful
about such matters. Rob-"
We'll, the whole thing will have to
wait until we get back. | felt a good
deal worried about it myself. and did
not see why the Government chose my
paper. except for the reason of the
close friendship existing between u.s."
THAT explains it, no doubt
"Eph." Kean suggested hestitating.
ly, I've often wondered about your
work Do you try to find death deal.
ing rays
rs either of you gentlemen Mr..
Kean of Philadelphia" a ships of.
ficer interrupted them.
Yes" Robert Kean sprang to his
feet
You're wanted in the wireless Of
fee, sir. The operator has a message
for you, and he thinks you will want
to send an immediate answer"
Come, Eph" and Kean was off
along the deck at top speed, breaking
into the wireless room with breathless
haste.
Mr.. Kean? Message from Cristobal
in code. Shall l write it out?'
mo. better not, Something warned
Kean to keep the words unwritten.
Read the code and then We'll destroy
it Immediately. Is it signed Dahl
gren?"
NO"
MOP" Disappointment was re,
flected on the faces of both Kean and
Morris, but Kean, tallying quickly,
said. Let us have it, please"
Report detailed description Of man
known to you as Victor Straine."
rs this cable signed by the COVER
nor of the Canal Zone?" Kean ex-
claimed.
Yes, Shall take your reply?"
Kean sat down, and after a few
moments thought dictated full de-
scription Of Straine. adding:
please continue your search for
Anne Morris. and report details of
loss of titled English woman off SIS.
Hope"
This is beginning to look very sc.
rious" Kean was visibly disturbed.
What can be going on down there?"
he said to his friend Morris as the
two men returned to their deck chairs.
I'm beginning to be badly fright.
ened."
II should think Chris would be send.
ing us another message--f he got our
cable advising him of our sailing. 1t
is not like him to keep us in sus.
pense," said Norris.
!. mo, hut. he may not be within
reach of cable office! He is un-
doubtedly hunting Anne from one end
of the Zone to the other, and Panama
is big place! He may not even
know we have sailed"' Morris replied.
THE Office will forward any mes
sage that comes for either of us.
arranged for all THAR
And so the conversation went on
throughout that first day at sea, long
hours of suspense, fear, impatience.
Darkness fell without bringing relief.
Anne was still missing, CHRISTOPHER
silent. The little party of friends went
to bed, but not to Sleep
It was almost dawn when a knock
sounded upon the door of the cabin
occupied by Mr.. and Mrs. Kean.
Mr.. Kean! Wireless wants you.
two messages sir. both important
Robert Kean was in his clothes in
short order, hurrying UP to the wire.
less room, where the night operators
read him the following message from
his Philadelphia office.
Report of English woman's disao.
pearance following robbery fully con-
firmed by captain SIS. Hope. Anne
Morris also lost somewhere in Pan
anna"
who is the second message from"
Kean questioned.
From Cristobal sir, signed Bacon. :"
"Bacon?" Kean gasped. 1t was the
name of the young Secret Service Of
ficer who had called at his office.
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