Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-02-22
ntinued From Yesterdays star,
CHAPTER VII.

~ &c BILL was no sentimentalist
- but in the thing that passed for
a soul there was a certain ele-
IL rnentary code, the rudiments of
what had once been a sense OF
honor and decent Judgment.
Your sister, Suffering snakesi You
couldn't allow a kid like that to take
such a risk"
Doras smile was her answer Her
husband was biting his nails nervously.
There may be no risk" he said, and
II there is, isn't it ours, too?"
Stanford stirred uneasily.
That's So But we're in this for the
profit and the risk. Suppose they
caught her and she squealed?"
THAT is the only real risk" said
Dora, land 1t isn't big one"
The big man looked thoughtfully at
the carpet.
That stuff has to get out of this
he said. at is too big to hold and
break up here, and / never pass
newspaper boy but don't hear the
squeal that the papers are putting up.
Lock the door, girl"
She obeyed. On the mantelpiece was
Q beautiful gilt and enameled clock,
surmounted by statuette of faun.
Gripping the statuette firmly, he
lifted out the greater portion Of the
clocks interior, without in any way
affecting the functions of the time
piece, which licked on. Pressing a
spring. one side of the bronze box
opened and showed a tightly fitting
package of silver paper. This he laid
on the baize cloth and unrolled. In
tstantly there came from the table such
81 Lao tyNer
and purest white, that Dora's mouth
opened in wonder and awe.
There's 10000 pounds there" said
Stanford, and thrust out his lower lip
thoughtfully. And there's also 10
years for somebody-seven years for
the theft and three years for outraged
majesty. You cannot rob visiting
queen without putting something on to
the sentence"
The dapper man shivered.
Don't talk about sentences. my dear
fellow" he said petulantly. If Pierre
does his part"
Pierre will do his part. He'll be
waiting at Charing Cross station at 9:l5.
The question is, who's going to take the
STUFF"
There was silence.
"Audrey will take it." said Dora at
last. ST was a fool not to think Of it
when saw her. Nobody knows her.
and nobody will suspect her. Pierre is
easy to recognize. And then, Bunny,
out Of this business for good" She
nodded emphatically. There's a little
old story about pitcher and q well:
and there's Daisy Emming's Life in
Prison. published in the Sunday Globe
taking them In conjunction read
Warning to Girls"
Perhaps Mr. Lacy Marshall will give
Martin a dictatorship" sneered the big
man. when you people get next TO
what looks like good, easy, honest
money it's surprising how quickly you
reform"
1T scarcely know the man." said Dora
sharply. st told you about him, Bum
ny. He's the man / met at the Den
shores dance. He's a South African
and rich, but you couldn't pry loose
nickel without dynamite"
Martin Elton looked at her suspi-
ciously.
began.
SGet back to this stuff" snapped
Stanford. There's one thing want to
know--suppose she's caught?"
Another long and painful silence.
''Why not keep it here till the squeal
dies DOWN." asked Elton. There's no
ghost Of suspicion that they connect
us with the job"
stanford looked him straight in the
eye.
twelve months ago." he said Slow