Evening star., 1927-04-25
Gone!

I
the house before Toby Marsh
had followed her. He saw the
lights of her car turn the cor
ner and regretted that he had
not the same form of transportation,
for he was in a desperate hurry:
There was no light in Bullott's par
Icr. but his continuous knocking
brought Bill Holbrook, clad sketchlly
IA a dressing gown and his paJarnas.
Come right in, Bullott's not al
home. What's the hurry? have they
found the murderer? Bullott Is a
pathetic spectacle-did l tell you that
this was his first case?' he asked as
he preceded the visitor up the stairs.
So naturally had events followed one
another that it did not seem strange
TO Bill. even at that moment. that ne
should be entertaining notable mem
ber of the criminal classes: Iooy
Marsh more than interested hlm' Inc
mysteries of the man were fascinating.
His unusual outlook, his queer angle
of thought, tended to make this IN
congruous friendship something re-
rnarkable and yet something very real.
4tVho is Betty Carew?" asked Toby
when they had reached the sitting
Npom and Bill had turned on the lights
and drawn down the window shades.
who is Betty Carew?' said the as.
tonishsd reporter. The last time i
heard of her she was Betty CareW.
'fYou told me today that old man
Latin had a hold on her and I've dis
covered what it is" said Toby Marsh,
apeaking rapidly. 'She is supposed 10
Ne the daughter of a man named ca
rem, who was executed for the muroer
of his wife. l didn't know that till to-
night
BIN gaped at him, but Toby did not
Mause.
aIaffin adopted her when she was
d kid, and III bet he's never stopped
&sling her about her grisly past.
but is it true?"
ST wish you'd known ali about it be-
fore" said Mr.. Marsh regretfuliy,
land then I'd have created a bigger
sensation when / told you it WASH I
4rlIe, She's the daughter of an Amerl-
can who came to this country, married
and was called back home, leaving ms
wife in the care of Mrs. Caren. Inc
American was taken Ill ana, Tor SOM
reason or other, did not communicate
with his Young wife until after the
babv was born, when he earned that
wife and child had both died. Appar-
entlv the woman in whose care sne
had been left had grown to ike the
babv and did not want to be parted
from her. That is only the skeleton
of the story. but the mans name was
Left Stone"
Bill leaped up from his chair.
II eff? WHY. that's Lambert Stones
brother! Then Betty Carew is his
niece! Moses!'
Left doesn't mean anything to me
aYd Lambert means less, said Iopy
Marsh, but the other interrupted hlm
with a. demand for his source OF lnlor-
nation.
"They say that listeners hear no
good of themselves" began 1opy,
which may or may not be true: Iheg ne
certainly hear a whole lot that pau
about other people and though caves
dropping is repugnant to me
Presently Bill had the story as far
as his informant could tell MN.
ssWait here. Wen go round and see
Stone right away" he said, and dashed
off to his room to dress.
He returned in miraculousiy snort
space of time, although his clothlng
was slightly mixed in the process OF
dressing, He wore a pair OF evening
dress trousers, with a sports coat ana
"a waistcoat belonging to another SUIT.
,Toby felt it was not the. moment 10
be critical.
They found Lambert Stone, who
had lust returned from the theater,
and in a few brief words Bill told
him all that they had learned; the
face of the millionaire grew grave;
'.It sounds true" he said. All tne
circumstances fit. / know Lem ola
marry a girl here and that ne came
back to America at about the tiine Oh oL
his daughters birth. l also Kho"
that he left her in Bath.
s'Was he III in American asKeu
ar baupened at sea-" he said. 1.-The
shin ran into a gale and Lein was
thrown down a companionway onto
l,ie head. there was a bad conclusion
and practically he did not regain CON
Sriousness until after ne arrived al
~Iew York. and then his condltlon
MAS so serious that we thought ne
had lost his mind. 1t was SIX fnoIllna
before he became normal. ne .ti. itetSl
told me the name Of the people Wiz Wiz
u,born he left his wife, but L kno"
that q letter came saying that she
uas dead. and / can well remeIhpei
the terrible time we had. I've hateG
7nvseIf ever since, because 1t was
who brought him to England ano
sbrnuRb nv instrumentality that ne
u,as Introduced to the woman VINO
eveutualIv became his wife Betty
Carew! Why, ] met her only touas
The story is true leel It, az
verj6cation is fairly easy. She woui.o
have been registered in her father
name within a few days OF her Dlrth
before Mrs. Caren could have ever
dreamed Of her scheme OF deceptloh
Poor soul. Do you know where my
my niece lives?'
Bill nodded.
- "T must see her tonight"
'I thought you might want that,
said Bill quietly, land I've kept the
taxi waiting"
Il X x
It was near midnight when they
stopped before the house where
Betty lived and Bill rang the bell, ex
pecting that it would be some tim'
before he received an answer To his
surprise the landlady opened the dool
almost Immediately.
'Is that Miss Carew?" she asked
peering out in the dark.
a premonition OF danger quickene'
the reporters pulse.
Isn't she at homer" he asked.
~ s'No. sir. ! can't understand it. ]