Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-10-07
Continued from Yesterdays starr
rNSTALLMENT Xxv.

In the privacy OF his own
bedroom after dinner he had
lectured Haye on tbs impor-
tance Of keeping his mouth shut. Ihs
fact that they had inquired about
pirhtcn would in no way connect them
with tbs mornings outrage.
There was Just chance that an
ohservant clerk might notice that the
girl end one Of the newly registered
guests possessed the same surnanle,
but that quite probably would be looked
upcn as a coincidence. English names
were always a mystery to foreigners.
The Casino Hotel had possibly had
rs many as 800 Smiths on its list at
one time.
Strolling downhill toward the lights
of the main town, Taverner tried to
piece together this elaborate i1g-saw
puzzle According to the walters story,
his niece had broken her journey at
Rapallo TO see D-ghton.
This was the most puzzling point
Of all SO far as he was aware, she
had seen him for only one evening.
All three of them had dined together
at Donati's in oxford street and after
ward DiEhton and she had danced at
the Cockatco Club.
He paused by the ratings opposite
the palm trees and gazed pensively
out to sea.
Looking back on that evening, he
remembered now how eagerly they had
danced together, how extraordinarily
friendly they had become within few
brief hours.
Dighton was an uncon1monly good
looking fellow and Greta was the kind
of girl that would attract any man
Was it possible, he demanded, that I'M
known to himself these two youngsters
had come to an understanding?
Stranger things than that had hap
pened. He was dealing with improb-
abilities every day CT his life. For
what other reason could she have left
the Rome train to visit Dighton at his
hotel?
He turned away from the water and
moved across the piazza toward the
entrance to the Via Emilia.
The little greengrocer's shop was in
darkness.
He raped on the door with his
stick and a hoarse voice challenged
him from an upper window.
who is it?"
Il am looking for the signor
Marney'
The head was withdrawn and after
q short interval he heard heavy foot
steps on the bare boards within. The
door opened a matter of six inches
end the large, unshaven face of Gugli-
elmo Fontanelli was thrust out.
That Taverner was no stranger to
Rapallo was evident from the green
grocer's expansive smile.
II Colonellol" was his joyful well
come.
And he dragged his visitor inside.
Taverner, hurried through the un-
savcry atmosphere of the shop to the
accompaniment Of murmured apologies
from Fontanelli, found himself pushed
into chair before table upon which
q bottle Of wine and glasses made their
appearance. The Signora Fontanelli-
larger than her husband, and with a
tremendous mountain of hair which
which looked strange in these days of
shingling-beamed at him from the
kitchen doorway, with bright-eyed
signorina peering over her shoulder.
The greengrocer stopped little wine
er's to the brim.
IN Colonello!" he exclaimed again.
ITO think that 1 kept you waiting
Ga the street, Is it possible?"
A round of drinks and the signora
and her daughter vanished discreetly
leaving the men to talk.
Taverner passed his host a cigar.
where's Marney?" he inquired.
''The Signor Americana is out" ex-
planned the other; 'lout We expect him
back at any moment. We had the
police here this morning"
The baronet started.
THE poiice!" he echoed
ut was purely Formally" Fon-
Sahelli hastened to assure him. Some
thing had disappeared from the Villa
Sabine, ard they we're searching the
quarters Of all foreigners known to be
In residence here"
They found nothing?"
Nothing whatever. Signor Colo
nello." He tapped broad nose with
his forefnger ct was too well
hidden!"
Taverner drew in a deep breath.
Then there was something, Fon-
tanelli?"
"There were two things" admitted
the italian in hoarse whisper. "The
young Englishman and Signor Marney
brought them here last night very
iate-and we we're an hour concealing
them after he had gone-A drop more
wine, Signor?"
Taverner shook his head.
ct am getting old, Fontanelli," he
declared, land ! cannot drink es I
used. Besides. 1 have flown from
England today and am tired. Your
daughter is getting fine girl
The greengrocer slapped his thigh
and cnuckled.
"a man is never old when he can
ind something to admire in a woman!
ST, signore, Paola is good-looking
enough they tell me-and a cookbook
ing daughter is a responsibility in these
days"
He sprang to his feet as a door
slammed behind him and Marney came
into the room.
SAY, chiefr' he gasped as soon as
he recognized Taverner. This is a
surprise, sure enough. What's in the
wind?"
quite a lot, so far as have been
able to gather"
HIS hand dropped on Marney's
shoulder.
You had my wire?"
why sure; I got that this morning"
ANY news of Miss Haye?"
The American tossed his hat into
a corner and sat down. A curt nod
to Fontanelli left them alone
Listen here, chief: Dighton raided
Ahlborg's outfit last night and got
clean away with a couple more of
those guns. One was Of the type we've
already seen: the other WIS a more
powerful thing altogether 1t was a
peach Of raid I saw 1t from the
gate-and know
Right on top of your cable the po-
lice rolled up and searched the place
inside out. It was German raid as
It happened, only We took advantage
Of it. They weren't suspecting us, but
were just making sure Anyway they
got nothing for their trouble and beat
it empty handed
"By the time I'd got across to see
Dighton, the Lizard had knocked q
guy out in the hotel taken Miss Eaye
and made off in an automobile Some
how or other Dighton got wind of it
and followed. The two cars crashed on