Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-01-29

said. twisting the card round In his fin
gers but the Scotland Yard people
have pumped us pretty dry a 8ood
many times. If the family are sane
tioning your intervention, why. OF
course, we'll answer any questions you
like to put warn you, however. mat
nothing we can tell you VIII throw the
slightest light on Kings disappearance
1t remains as great mystery TO US
today as on the first morning when ne
failed to turn up"
There Is only one question ] an, go
ing to ask you" Angus said. That Il
about his late night every Thursday
shipping night or something"
Mr.. Gutteridge stared at him.
What do you mean?" he demanded.
II understand" Angus explained.
that. while he left here at 6 o'clock
every night of the week except Satur-
days and Sundays on Thursdays he was
detained here sometimes very late by
extra work"
Nothing Of the sort" was the sharp
reply. There are no mails out on
Friday. for one thing, and we shouldn't
think OF keeping an employe after
hours. If there we're"
DO understand. then" Angus per-
sisted, with a sudden vast access Of in
terest In the case, that MIR. King left
here on Thursday night at O'Clock
as usual?"
Certainly. There was no reason why
he should be later on Thursdays than
any other night"
The Thursday. for instance, before
his disappearance"
II walked up the street with him my
self. 1t wasn't five minutes past 6
when we reached the corner"
am very much Obliged" Angus
said, rising to his feet. "Supposing I
have occasion. you will not mind my
intervening some of your porters or
warehousemen?"
ASK them what you like" MIR. Gut
teridge conceded. King was a good
servant and steady fellow, and what
the police are doing, that they can't
find out what's become OF him, beats
me. l wish you good day, sir"
a NOUS stepped back into his car and
made his somewhat tedious way to
Chiswick. He found Mrs. King alone
in the house, surrounded by utensils
for rendering cleaner than ever the
already shining interior. She was en-
veloped from head to foot In an over
all.
you back again. young man?" she
remarked, without any marked cordi-
atty
Just one question" Angus begged.
The Thursday before the Friday
upon which Mr. King disappeared, what
time did he get homer"
Just after notwithstanding tired
out, too. He drank a bottle Of beer be-
fore he went to bed. which wasn't his
custom. though never teetotaler."
Il am very much obliged. hope I'll
have news for you before long. :"
A week or so later, his car standing
in the street below laden with dressing
bags, gun cases and golf clubs. Angus.
on his way to Norfolk for three weeks
holiday, looked In to wish his partner
good-by
Lucky chapl" Peter Bragg grum-
bled. as they shook hands. Never
mind I'll be after you presently.
There's nothing doing here, anyway"
There's only one thing bothers me"
Angus confided. land that Is the King
case. I'm almost sorry I ever took
1t up"
Peter Bragg nodded.
Nothing more TO be done about 1t.
start. When you discovered about that
Thursday night the man had kept UP
his sleeve all this time. thought you
we're going TO romp home q winner"
II thought so. too" Angus admitted.
He must be the most amazingly clever
person or he must have had wonderful
luck. Here you have a man leaving his
ONCE Mt 6 o'clock every Thursday for
IS months. except during holidays. and
not getting home until about midnight
and yet now that we know It. we
haven't an idea what he did during
those Ave or six hours
IT couldn't have believed 1t possible.
Peter Bragg admitted. I'm not 1T oil
sure, George. that We ought not to pass
on our little bit of information about
those Thursday nights 70 Scotland Yard
The only thing is that should imagine
they've tumbled TO 1t themselves. al
though how they've managed TO keep II
from Mrs. King can't think"
LET 1t be now. until ! get back.
Angus begged I'm make one more ef-
fort then on new lines. Cheerio
Pudgy!"
"Cheerio. George. my lad"
1T was distinctly coincidence that
i on the night OF his return TO London
nearly a month later, turning over ms