New Britain herald., 1929-05-20
CHAPTER NLVIII

Mildred had gone to put in her call to Pamela with but one nickel in her purse. Without another she had been unable to put in . second call and was compelled to rush back to her desk and use the private tele- phone, which meant . loss of sev- eral minutes.
 The other girl regarded her in amaxement as she rushed across the room like whirlwtnd and grabbed up the instrument in shak- ing hands.
 She fairly begged the operator for her number and it seemed to her ages before she got it.
 "Send someone up to Miss Jud- sons room. quick!" she screamed when the hotel answered. "Huck Connor's there!" r
 The operator waited for no more. Mildred had scarcely ceased speak, ing before she was plugging in for connection with the managers office.
 Trouble in Miss Judson's rooms" she reported. An outside call just came in that Huck Connor is there"
 The operator had no idea what Huck's presence in Pamela's suite meant, but she knew what was ex- pected of her and she did 1t. MT, Daxcl gave swift, brief orders. In two minutes he. with the men Inspector Markeson had placed in the hotel, were being borne with record speed up to the l Sth floor.
 Others were guarding the exits, but it was too late. Huck had slipped out with Pamela. His bold coup was success.
 MT. Dazel was just leaving Pa mela's rooms, wondering if someone had perpetrated a hoax on them. when he and the detectives were joined by MT. Judson.
 Pamela was here" her father declared. T saw her come in from shopping"
 Wait" Mir. Dazel replied and hurried toward the floor clerks desk. MT. Judson followed and his face blanched to a parchment hue when he heard that Pamela had left her rooms just minute before with & stranger.
 As one man they made for the elevator that waited with open door. One of the doormen came running up to them when they stepped out into the lobby.
 He'd seen Pamela get into a private car with Connor but he hadn't thought anything of it un- til detective had questioned him.
 Which way had they gone? East. Had he taken the number of the car? No.
 Mir. Judson groaned.
 Maybe Halley's following" one of the detectives remarked. He don't know Connor but he might have got wise somethin' was wrong. He ain't around"
 Mir. Dazel took Mir. Judson by the arm. We must Inform h. spector Markcson," he said and turned to re-enter the hotel. They soon had what coinfort they could get from the inspectors assurance that every avenue of escape from the city would be cov- cred.
 MT. Judson sent word to Stephen, who was waiting in the dining room for Pamela, to come to his office. There he told what had happened.
 Cant we do something?" ste- phen cried against the helplessness that held them.
 But there was nothing they could do except wait. Their suspense was not long, however, not more than . matter of minutes.
 A call came in from the Grand Central Station. It was from Hailey. Unknown to Pamela, he had been put to guard her whenever she left the hotel. Even MT. Judson did not know this. It was Inspector Marke- sons experience that young ladies rebelled against surveillance and he knew Mir. Judson to be indulgent where Pamela was concerned.
 Haley reported that Miss Judson was at the station, waiting for a train. He said there was something peculiar about it and wanted to know if it was all right.
 Its a kidnapping" he was told. Arrest her companion, but for Gods sake, be careful. It's Connor."
 "Send some men," Haley wisely requested.
 Mr. Judson and stephen insisted upon going. A policeman rode on the running board of their car and cleared the traffic for them.
 Hes got a gun on her." Haley told them when they reached the station.
 "One of you men get on that train and take him as soon as he gets aboard. He'll be off his guard for a minute or two" the detective in command ordered. Stay back.