The Ely miner., 1930-08-08

ton seeing MaZarOH In tOWn-aIter
that dinner?"
Sir Samuel looked at his wife.
81 never heard Jim mention that"
he answered, "TO he sure, Jim knocks
about good deal in fashionable
places, and so on-he's away just now,
or he could tell you himself. But l
never heard him peak of meeting Maza-
rolf again-did you, Maria?"
"No-I never heard him say any
thing of that" replied Lady Locke.
We had a little more conversation
with this worthy couple, and then left
them. l was anxious to get out of the
house: had an announcement to
make which | could not make before.
II say!" | exclaimed, seizing my
companions elbows. "You remember
that-this morning. spoke of seeing
Mazaroff in conversation with a man
who was a stranger to me, but whom
Mazaroff evidently knew? Well
there's a photograph of that man
the very man !-on Lady LOeke's man.
telpiece!"
The two men stopped. staring at
me-CrOle with an ordinary glare of
surprise, but Maythorne with sudden
flash of the eye and an alertness that
| had never noticed before in him: it
was as if my remark had acted as an
illumination.
That's the man | saw talking to
Mazaroff at Huntingdon and again at
York." | asserted. II recognized the
photograph Instantly"
"The probability is that that's the
nephew we heard about-MallisOn, y
said Maythorne Lets see-he was
referred to as Lady Loeke's nephew
and Sir Samuel spoke of him as
knowing his way about town pretty
WELL Now then, where are We?
Madison, according 10 what we've just
heard. met Mazaroff at Loeke's house.
Madison heard about, and saw, one of
the blue diamonds. If the photograph
is that OF Madison, as you assert.
Holt, Madison is the man TO whom
you saw Mazaroff talking first at
Huntingdon and then ut York. So
does Maliscn know anything about
this affair? That's 20 find out-when
we can come across Madison"
He paused for moment in the
middle of the sidewalk hands plunged
in his trousers pockets, eyes staring
at the pavement. Suddenly he looked
up. signaled to passing taxicab, and
motioned us to follow him into it.
"Come TO my Office he said. i've
a chap there-my confidential clerk
who possesses one of the sharpest
brains and most retentive memories
in Europe. He'll know!'
MaythOrne's office was in Conduit
street, so we were there in a few
minutes. AT each eni of the room we
entered stood a table-desk; at that at
the further end sat, when we walked
tracted my attention wherever ! had
met him. He was smallish-SiZed
chap, and his thinnish person was ar
rayed in a tweed suit of very large
checks: he wore hunting stock in
stead of an ordinary collar. and its
folds were gathered together by gold
horseshoe pin: he might, indeed, have
been a head stable boy as far as this
sort of thing went But he had the
sharpest and queerest pair of blue
eyes | have ever seen; the most in
quisitive nose, and the straightest line
of lip above the squarest and most
obstinate of chins-and yet these
things were not, severally or cOllec-
lively, the most remarkable of his
features The thing that ones eye
went to first was the fellow red hair
absolutely, genuinely red. II veritabe
flame of color. don't know what
Crole thought of him-he had doubt
less seen him before, perhaps often
but my own mind Immediately crys-
talized its impressions into a word at
sight of the vivid poll. the sharp nose,
the general aspect of ready watchful-
ness: Ferret
"COttinglcyw Maythorne said. going
straight to the subject without preface.
do we know the name Mallison?"
saw swift fash of light in the
red-headed ones queer eyes-it was
as If lamp had suddenly been lighted
somewhere behind them.
"We do! Madison. James Malli-
son."
The cre..ture'S voice was as odd as
his appearance. 1t was a sort of SUBJ
dued falsetto - piping. Maythorne
nodded.
81 thought you'd remember, Cot
tingley. In what connection, now"
"Welminster square affair. No d.
rect cOnnectiOn-with him. One of
our clients was in it.. though. Malli-
sOn-his name was in the list. Men,
orized it. James Mallison--no occu-
patton. Address-Park lane. Lady
Loekes nephew-that's who Malli-
son is.'
"And that Welminster square affair,
Cottingley? Gambling business wasn't
it?"
"POice raid in a private gambling
house in Welminster square. About
three or four months ago. Thirty or
forty arrests. Madison was one of
the men on the premises. If you re-
member, one of our clients was there
came TO you in blue funk. Moth
ing! Like the ScrapboOk?'
MaythOrne nodded his head and held
out a hand, and the clerk, turning TO
a big table that stood in the center
of the room, took up sOlidly bound
volume which proved 10 contain news
paper cuttings, and with almost un-
handed the book over. Maythorne
glanced at the extract. and then
twisted the volume toward Crole
and me.
(TO BE CONTINUED)