Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-06-08

and large steel door set in the solid brickwork.
Pulling back the iron bolt he pushed at the
door and 1t opened with squeak. 1t was q
large room and had evidently been used for the
storage of something infiammable for the walls
and floor were of rough-faced concrete and
above dusty desk an inscription was painted,
Danger. No smoking" There were no windows
except one some 18 inches square, the top OF
which was near the ceiling. In one corner OF
the room as heap of grimy paper files, and ON
the desk dozen small wooden boxes, one OF
which had been opened, for the nail-br1stlng
lid was canted up at an angle.
Make yourself content for half an hour, or
probably 40 minutes" said Ras Lal standing in
the doorway with his ostentatious revolver. AT
that time shall come for your female; tomor-
row she will be ship with me, bound for
all, who knows where?"
"Shut the door as you go out" said Mr.. J. g.
Reeder there is an unpleasant draught."
Mr. Tommy Fenalow came on foot ut 2
O'Clock i'll the morning and passing down the
muddy lane, his electric torch suddenly revealed
car marks. Tommy stopped like man shot.
His knees trembed beneath him and his heart
entered his throat at the narrowest end. For
while he was undecided whether it would be
better to run or walk away. He had no lnten-
ton of going forward. And then he heard a
voice. It was Ras Lals assistant and he nearly
swooned with joy. Stumbling forward he came
up to the shivering man.
did that fool boss of yours bring the car
along here?" he asked in whisper.
"Yas-Mr Ras Lal' said Ram, with whom
the English language was not strong point
Then he's fool" growled Tommy. Gosh!
he put my heart in my mouth"
WHILE Ram was getting together sufficient
w English to explain what had happened,
Tommy passed on. He found his client sitting
in the lobby, black cheroot between his teeth,
a smile of satisfaction on his dark face.
WELCOMED" he said as Tommy closed the
door. I'VE have trapped the weasel"
Never mind about the weasel" said the other
impatiently. did you find the rupees?"
Ras Lal shook his head.
But I left them in the store room, 10000
notes I thought you'd have got them and
skipped before this" said Mr.. Fenalow
anxiously.
"I have something more important in the
store room: come and see. my friend"
He preceded the bewildered Tommy up the
stairs, turned on the landing light and threw
open the door.
"Behold-" he said, and said no more
'Why it is Mr.. Fenalow!" said Mr.. j. @.
One hand held packet of almost hfehke
rupee notes; as for the other hand
"YOu oughter known he carried gun, you
dam black baboon," Kissed Tommy. "An' to
put him in o room where the stuff was, and a
telephone!"
He was being driven to the local police sta
ton, and for the moment was attached TO his
companion by links of steel.
TT was a mere jest or a piece Of practical
Joking, as shall explain to the judge IN the
morning" said Ras airily.
Tommy Fenalows reply was unprintable.
THREE o'clock doomed out from . nearby
- church as Mr.. Reeder accompanied an ex-
cited girl to the front door of her boarding
house.
st can't tell you how 1--we enjoyed tonight"
she said
Mr. Reeder glanced uneasily at the dark face
Of the house
1T hope-er-your friends will not think il
remarkable that you should return at such q
hour"
Despite her assurance he went slowly home
with an uneasy feeling that her name had in
some way been compromised. And in melo-
drama when q heroine's name is compromised,
somebody has to marry her.
That was the disturbing thought that kept
Mr.. Reeder awake all night.
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