Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-03-14
fContinued from Yesterdays Starr


1--WE minutes after his interview
with the girl. Shannon's cal
brought him to the imposing
i portals of Marshalt's house
longer opened the door to him
Usually the valet affected some kind OF
livery--a tail coat and striped waist
coat-but now he was wearing tweed
suit with heavy overcoat, and looked
rs though he had just returned from a
AnTney.
6arshalt's out" he said. brusquely.
you look pretty sick; what's the
matter with you?" asked Dick.
He walked into the hall unlimited.
and closed the door behind him; longer
seemed amused.
you've said it! Ever been in an
airplane?"
Dick laughed.
so that's where you've been, eh?
We'll I sympathize with you. If you're
a bad sailor-it's a novel but unpleasant
experience. I want to see you more
than Marshall Do you remember a
woman who came here a week back
the woman you fred out?"
longer nodded.
Come into the drawing room, cap
tain" he said sullenly, and opened the
door. switching on the lights. I've
followed me in. Now what about the
LADY,"
This afternoon" said Dick. "a
woman was found In the park. dead
have reason to believe that it was the
same person who made the row"
longer was staring at him open
mouthed.
Il shouldn't think So" he said. "In
the park. you say? 1t may have been.
of course. But know nothing about
her. where she is or anything"
you said 1t was Mrs. Somebody. from
Fourteen Streams
That's the name she gave. I didn't
know her. Would you like me to see
herr"
Dick considered. The man was OBJ
viously suffering from the effect of his
Journey. and it would be unfair to sub
5ect him to another ordeal that night.
Tomorrow will do he said.
He did not wish to prolong the inter-
view, anxious to keep his appointment
with the girl. and longer accompanied
him to the door
"Ships are bad" he said, land little
boats are worse, but, my Gawd! air.
planes are sure hell, captain! Next
time Lacy sends me to Paris I'll go
by boat-all the way II cant How did
she die, that wofnan?" he asked unex-
pectedly.
I'VE think it was q case Of suicide
By poisoning. A silver flask was found
by her side"
He was standing on the doorstep, and
rs he spoke the door was gently closed
on him. Evidently Mr. longer had
merely shown polite interest in the
discovery. and was more concerned with
his own inward distress.
"Your manners. my friend, require
improvement" said Dick as he went
down the steps, half annoyed, half
amused.
As he came to the pavement, a
woman passed him. He had seen her
move through the little halo of light
that one of the street lamps threw a
dozen yards away. and now, as she
came abreast of him, something in her
walk arrested him. She was dressed
in black: wide brimmed hat hid her
face. Yet he knew her, and. acting
on the impulse Of the moment, called
her by name:
Mrs. Elton"
She stopped ais IL she had been shot,
and half-turned toward him.
Who Is it?" she asked In q qua
vering voice. "Oh-youl" Then, ca
gerly: Have you seen Marshalt?''
mo, haven't"
"Tve been trying to get at him, but
he must have changed the lock on the
back door: Oh. God! Capt. Shannon,
what will happen?"
What is likely to happen?" he asked,
amazed at the agitation in her voice.
Martin isn't there, is he? What a
fool. oh, what fool I've been"
No there Is nobody there, not even
Marshall
She stood brooding. her hand at her
mouth. her white face drawn and hag-
gard. Then, without warning, she went
OF at q tangent.
Il hate her, I hate herr" she almost
spat the words, and her voice was
vibrant with passion. "You would
never dream she was that kind. would
you? The wretched little hypocrite!
know he is meeting herl / don't care
what Martin does. don't care what he
knows: but II Lacy is playing me false
--he changed the lock- That proves"
Her voice died to a sob.
What on earth are you talking
about?" he asked, astounded.
The woman was in a pitiable condi-
ton of hystcria: he could see her shiv-
ering in the intensity of her hopeless
fury.
I'm talking about Lacy and Audrey"
she walled
And then. without another word. she