Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-04-17
,ntinued From Yesterdays starr
CHAPTER LxvI.

~ LICK SMITH had to exercise
unusual caution. He knew that
every plain clothes officer In Lon
~ don was on the lookout for him
and he was not the type on whom
q false beard sat with any dignity.
The weather was in his favor. The
rain continued and continued and still
eoiitinued. Mr.. Smith inwardly blessed
the inclement elements; they gave him
an excuse to walk under the very noses
of men who were watching for him.
He pulled down the brim of his soft felt
hat, turned up the collar to his eyes
and crossed the road.
Taxicabs are scarce on rainy days
for what the drivers call the amateur
riders" dig up their pennies and indulge
in orgies of locomotion of which they
would not dream on other occasions.
But luck was with him; he found a
fast brand of taxi disengaged.
Pick up that long yellow car. You'll
overhaul it in the traffit Of Regent
street. Keep it in sight," he said and
was, in fact, on Dicks trail before he
was clear of the block which accumulat-
es even in the early hours Of the morn
ing C. oxford Circus.
AS the crook suspected Shannon was
making for Marshalts house. When he
was sure of this he varied his directions
the square, at point beyond observa-
ton. The alleys at this hour of the
morning were filled with noise. for the
chauffeurs were tuning up in their
garages.
Ali the men were sufficiently engaged
IN their own business to be injurious
and nobody noticed the stocky man who
strolled ainlessly along the wall sepa-
rating the courtyard at the back of the
ii ~.
through the door that brought him to
the back of Malpas' house. And If they
had, so many strange men had loafed
about there that they would have mark
ed him down as a detective and taken
no further notice, for interest in the
Portman square murder had almost
evaporated.
Dick neither knowing that he was
being followed nor caring If he had
known, was shown in by one of the
maids and Immediately taken up to the
study, where Marshall sat alone. gloom
on his face, which was not dispelled by
the announcement of his visitor.
81 want to see Stanford Mr.. Mar
shalt, but in the meantime I'd like you
to accompany me to this house of mys-
terry and tell me just what happened to
YOU"
The man got up with some reluctance.
IT hate the place." he said testify,
'but it is due to you that you should
know just what happened. Can you get
in?'
"I have a key, If the controls are off,"
He explained the system under which
the doors were opened and closed.
Il guessed that, of course, when I
went there" nodded Marshall. In fact,
I've had the system offered to me, but
nanin kn@ he nvrylyxv ayS1
If the current failed"
1.-THE current will fail this afternoon"
said Shannon. I'm arranging to have
it cut off at the main. Will you come
now or would you rather wait until
you've had your breakfast? I'm in a
hurry"
It'll come now" said Marshall, rising.
He went down with the detective, put
on his macintosh and they left for
t. house together. The key turned in
the lock of Malpas' front door and it
opened. Dick saw a wedge of wood ly-
ing in the hall and kicked its thin
edge under the open door, Marshall
watching interestedly.
"You would like me to tell you Just
what happened on the night was shot?
I came in here" he said, land as you
know, there was nobody to receive me-"
He led the way up the stairs, talking
all the time. On the landing he
stopped
IT was somewhere about here when
the voice babe me come in. I think
said was at the bottom of the stairs
no, am more correct in saying that
was somewhere here"
They went into the long room and
Dick pulled open the curtains =
Nov will you describe to me where
Malpas stood when he fired? Place
yourself in that position, Mr.. Marshall"
Lacy walked to the end of the room
until his back was to the hidden statue.
"He was here" he said, land was
where you are standing"
1.-THE whole thing is perfectly clear to
me-" Dick was speaking very DELHI
erately. II think had the solution q
week ago-it's-"
BangI The door had closed.
what was ttat?" asked Lacy,
startled.
Shannon didn't turn a hair. He was
Injured to these happenings.
Looks as though the doors closed
on u.s.
He strolled across and tried TO pull
It open, but without success. Then:
Where is Stanford"
Hes in my house somewhere" said
Marshall slowly. who did that9"
"That Is what I am going to find out