Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-03-09

from his pocket an automatic pistol and
laid 10 on the counter.
Just see that that's In absolute
order, II you please" he said.
expecting trouble?" laughed the gun
smith. TO be sure, there's nothing
IKE being ready. It's all right" he
added moment later. "Quite In
searching look Down here in con-
nection with these murders, eh?", he
said. "Stihdsh problems, aren't they?"
Johnson, not at all displeased TO ind
nlmSen taken Tor Scotland Yard man,
assumed a mysterious air, offered his
thanks Tor the gunsmitfs attention and
went away, but before going many
YARDS ne turned into another shop, q
Dooksellers this time. There he bought
an ordnance map of the. district and
Win TINS ne retreated to the Brown
Cow, where, in the small parlor, in
which ne had talked with SilFeEstein
the nlgnt before, he spread the map
over the table and began careful ex-
animation Of It,
He saw at once what he wanted
wnlcn was O route whereby he could
reach Starrick Priory without travers-
ing highroad or even q country
road. And there, at FIRST glance. he
saw how that could be done-by paths
and tracks across the solitary moor
LANDS that stretched between Barows-
burgh ana Starrick. There was no need
TO 60 into BarowsburRh town On his
ret1rn--a turn here, another turn
there, on leaving the station, and, he
would be on the moors high above town
and castle. And thence there was
nothing to do but follow the noorland
tracks indicated on the map; thew
would bring him, through what were
obviously real solitudes, to q point
overlooking Starrick Priory.
So far, 50 good. johnson waited
patiently until Z O'Clock struck, And
as it struck the boy appeared, bright
OF eye as ever, and full of news and
Importance. johnson beckoned him to
his side.
"Well?" he asked. "say onI" .
"Ain't never had my eyes OF of him,
mister" replied the boy, "leaStways not
till 10 minutes since. He was, In the
sheep market when left you and the
guv'nor, and I've KEEP him in view ever
since. Well, he was in the market some
time; / made out he was selling his
sheep, not buying. At last he went
away, and I followed. He went to one
or two shops first; one was the IRON
mongers; another the chemists. Then
at 8 o'clock he went to Mr.. PaSsaby's,
the shipping agent, and then"
son, pricking his ears. what sort Of
shipping agent?"
agent for all sorts of shipping COM
panies, rnister-Passabys, in Church
street. Big bills in the windows there
every steamship company you could
think of, to all parts Of the world"
''Well?" said johnson. HE went
there, did hep"
"And there he stopped a jolly long
time, mister! I continued to take q
look through the window and saw him
and Passaby. Passaby was writing out
what looked to be tickets or something
of that sort. OF course, couldn't hang
round too close; crossed the street
then and watched from q doorway in
the churchyard. At 20 minutes to 2 he
came out and went round the corner
to the DroverS' Arms: I saw him in
the yard there putting some parcels
into his trap. Then"
stop Bit" said Johnson. "a trap,
you say?-not q car. You mean a
horse-drawn trap"
"Old dog-cart, mister, that's what it
Is. And heard him shout TO an
ostler that was in the yard. What he
said was Put my horse in at 8 O'Clock,
Jim-youu md me In the bar-parlor
when it's ready Then he went into