Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-02-17

made to pull away the queens neck
lace. You are not to allow her out o.
your sight. Get an embassy man tt
verify the list of guests and bring
any to me that can't be accounted for.
He went back to Slick and found hin
taking his third free drink.
Listen, Slick. Why did you come
here If you knew the robbery wa.
planned for tonight? If you are no
in it, you'd be suspected right away"
That certainly occurred to me,
said the man. Hence my feelings o.
disquiet. That's a new word learned
last week"
From where they stood the main
doorway of the salon was visible. PEG.
| pie we're still arriving, and as he looked
big-framed man of middle age came
in, and with him girl of such remark.
able beauty that even the hardened
Slick stared They were out of sight
before Dick Shannon could observe
them closely.
That's a good-looker. Martin Elton
isn't here, either. That girl goes about
a whole lot with Lacy"
"Lacy?"
''The Hon. Lacy Marshall. He's q
millionaire--one of the tough sort that
started life in rough-house and is al
ways ready for another. You know the
lady, captain?"
Dick nodded Most people knew Dora
Elton. She was one of the smart peo-
pie you saw at first nights or met In
the Understandable supper clubs. Lacy
Marshall he did not know save by re-
pute.
She's a good locker" said Slick
again, wagging his head admiringly
Lord! What a good-looker If she
were wife of mine, she shouldn't run
around with Lacy. No, sir. But they
do that sort of thing in London"
"And in New York and Chicago, and
in Paris, Madrid and Bagdad," said
Shannon. Now, Percy!"
you want me to go? Well. you've
spoilt my evening. Captain. came here
for information and guidance. I'd never
had climbed into white shirt If I'd
guessed you were here"
Dick escorted him to the door and
waited until the mans hired car had
driven away. Then he returned to the
ballroom to watch and wait. A guest
strolling negligently into an unfre-
quented passage of the embassy saw
a man sitting residing, pipe in mouth
Sorry" said the intruder. II seem
to have lost my way"
"I think YOU have" said the reader
coolly, and the guest. perfectly honest
and innocent rambler, retired hastily.
wondering why the watcher should
have planted his chair beneath. the
switchboard from which all the lights
in the house were controlled. Shannon
was taking no risks.
%A "a
majesty of Finland made her departure
for the hotel in Buckingham Gate.
where she was staying incognito. Dick
Shannon stood. bareheaded, in the fog
till the rear lights had gone out OF
sight. On the seat by the driver was
an armed etective-Shannon had no
fear that majesty would not reach its
bedroom safely.
"That let's you out, Shannon, eh?"
The smiling Ambassador received his
report with as much relief as the de-
tective had felt.
st heard an attempt was to be made,
through my own detectives" he said:
but then, one always hears such stories
In connection with every function OF
this character.
Dick Shannon drove his long touring
car back to Scotland Yard. and he
drove at snail's pace, for the fog was
very thick and the way was intersected
with confusing crossroads. Twice he
found himself on the sidewalk; in Vic
toria street he all but collided with a
bus that was weatherbound and sta
tionary.
He crawled past Westminster Abbey,
and guided by the booming notes OF
Big Ben navigated his car to the En-
bankment and through the archway of
Scotland Yard.
Get somebody to garage my car" he
instructed the policeman on duty. II
shall walk home-it's safer"
THE inspector was asking for you,
sir-he's gone down the Embankment."
"A pleasant night for a walk, -
smiled Dick, wiping his smarting eyes
Thames police are searching for the
body of q man who was thrown into