The Washington times., 1931-09-15
CHAPTER xxx


hands and arms. There was
nothing within reach that he
could fling, could use as a
weapon. There you are" said
Collin cheerfully, but keep
your hands quiet l still
have the gun"
Might l trouble you for a
cigarette?" asked Tony i'm
pudently. cody. Yours are
so excellent-RaCQuet Club l
believe-and I've none on me-"
Collin laughed. His face,
worn and tired, lighted with
authentic amusement. He said
to Fanchon briefly, Light him
a cigarette, will you? And give
it to him. Carefully. He is, Of
course, to remember that am
q good shot,"
She did so. Tony inserted 1t
between his lips and drew a
long breath. Mrs. CarStairS
had left the room. In another
room they heard her say,
"Long distance, please"
While they waited Collin
asked:
What did you say your
name was-your given name?"
"Fanchon," she answered
low, knowing she spoke to her.
"Teu me, Fanchop-1 can't
look at you, have to keep my
eyes on your friend. Tell me
why?"
Il have" she whispered.
All Is Understood
mo. I understand all that.
But, why? Remember our
drive, through the park. Why
:. ?" he urged her. His voice
was something that pulled at
her heartstrings.
She said, evaSively:
"I had meant, you know,
after the hue and cry died
down to slip away, from all of
you where no one would ever
find me-"
"Of course. But you stayed.
And that brings me back to-
why?"
She said. Il think you know"
"You do love me them"
asked Collin quietly, his eyes
still on Tony.
YES" said Fanchon, It do
love you, Collin"
Tony said something under
his breath.
II understand Italian" Col
lin told him. am sorry to
have to conduct this inquiry
with an audience, but it can't
be helped. That is all I wanted
to know-Fanchon."
He spoke lightly. But he
looked years younger. Mrs.
CarStairS was talking; she had
made her connection, it had
gone through without difficulty,
at that late dawn-approaching
hour. She was speaking
eagerly. They could not hear
her words. After what seemed
a long time during which
there was silence in the L.
brary, she came back to them.
Her face was flushed and her
eyes very sad.
Buried Out There
"He lied," she said, to Fan
chon. "Evelyn-died. And un-
der the name of Miss Smith.
She is buried out there. There
is a death certificate. All nee
ecsary proof. We will go out"
she said softly, "and bring her
home"
Fanchon screamed, suddenly,
her hand clenched to her mouth
too late, her nerves taut to the
breaking point.
'Tony-why did you do it
why?"
He said, evenly:
Il thought perhaps it would
be a little hold over you, my
dear. WASN'T sure of you.
Later, if my little plan had
worked out all right, I would
have told you"
Then how did you find me?"
she demanded wildly.
Wanted in the West
"By asking. BY describing.
I showed the doctor your
picture. DO you recall it
We had it taken one day to-
gether, at ar. amusement place?
this is the girl who
died?' I asked. He looked puz-
zled. No, that is Miss Howard
he answered. IT is a very good
likeness made further in
quiries and slowly arrived at a
little Of the truth. The rest is
as I have already told you, your
photograph in the New York
papCcr and so the pieces fitted
into the puzzle and soon the
whole thing lay in my hands.
"No'7," he ended defiantly,
"what are you going to do with
me? With her?"
He looked at Collin as he
spoke.
Turn you over to the police.
For attempted robbery" Collin
answered OleaSantlV