Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-09-30
INSTALLNIENT XNIII.
"HE adventurer had pulled on his
coat again and was preparing to
make his departure.
"You think, then" he vawned.

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"You think, then" he vawned.
that Taverner intends keeping
me here indefinitely"
Why, sure"
81 rlean-there doesn't seem such
an awful lot more to do"
Marney crossed the room and rested
q hand on the others shoulder.
That was a mighty fine bit Of work
of YOURS tonight" he said. and Tav-
erner'll be the first to appreciate it.
But we're not through the wood By
long chalk. It's one thing to know what
the explosive is-and another to find
out what's going to happen to it.
Looks like being slow business"
Marney pursed his lips.
"Oh, l don't know. Things have
iivened up now and I see no reason
why they should drop off. When some
one actually looks like buying the in
ventior that's when the fur will begin
to fly"
Dighton grinned
All right. old SON." he called back
from the shop, III take your word for
it, The only idea I've got at the back
of my mind at this moment is bed.
Night, night Marney."
"So-long. Dighton. Er-keep away
from here for day or SO, If you don't
mind
Right you are. follow"
He waved a hand and started off
with rapid strides toward these few
palm trees of which the other had
spoken earlier
The night porter of the hotel per-
formed the duty of lift attendant.
queer, white-faced creature of habit
ually saturnine expression, he flashed
a disturbing look at Dighton as soon
as the gate had been pulled across.
We have been looking for you every
where, Signor," he declared with sud-
denness that made Dighton start.
Not really?"
"veramente, signor. A visitor was
here for you little while back-want-
ing you urgentiSsimo"
Dighton bit his lip.
The only people he knew of who
might be likely to ask for him we're the
caraoinieri-and. whatever the cir
cumstances. 1t was never a pleasant
thing to be sought for by the police.
A happy thought struck him. Police
were patient people; if they had called
and found him out-they would almost
certainly have stopped until he returned.
What was the gentleman like?" he
oueried, as the elevator drew to stand
still at the third floor.
The fellow shook his head and smiled
q significant smile.
1T was not gentleman, signore, bu:
O lady"
"a lady! Not really!"
The attendant smiled again.
1T was a lady nevertheless signore
She came in several times between 10:30
and midnight and it was difficult to
persuade her that you were not here"
Dlghton pushed note into the por-
"It was the Signorina Pasquali, of
course?"
The other shook his head slowly from
eide to side.
mo. signore."
What was her name?"
She refused to leave her name"
Dighton frowned at his own reflection
In the mirror at the far side of the ele-
vator.
"A young woman?" he asked at
length.
quite young, signore."
And you are certain in your own
mind that it was not the Signorina
Pasquah?"
Perfectly. I had never set eyes on
her before
she left no message?"
She said she would be calling here
tomorrow morning between 10 and H."
further as to the identity of the myz-
terious female. He had an appointment
with Mafalda, he remembered at 1915
and Mafalda was inclined to be
punctual.
Five minutes after putting his boots
outside he was fast asleep and he die
not stir until the chambermaid knocked
with his accustomed continental break
fast.
According to fixed custom. Dighton
had his breakfast in his room. but he
did not have it in bed Coffee and rolls
adequate as they became when one had
drilled oneself to follow the customs OF
the country, could hardly be raised to
the dignity of meal, and were, there
fore. accorded Scant ceremony.
He ate as he dressed, and these two
functions rolled into one occupied him
the best part of an hour.
Parsons. a ford man with startling
array of plus-four suits and a totally
misplaced belief in his own powers as