Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-01-19
GOLDEN DAWN
INSTALLMENT XVI.
By PETER B. KXNA
(OopyriRht. 1901

w YHEN the cablegram sent To
Penelope Gatlin had been
wv delivered for at least three
days Dan Mcnamara tele-
phoned Lanny to ask II the
girl had answered. Upon being told
she had not he was so cast down that
Ianny felt sorry for him. So, like
she decided to feed him. and invited
him for dinner that night. She said
Stephen would be there.
"That's no inducement" Mcnamara
rumbled, but I'll come anyhow.
| Thanks"
McNamara's thoughts kept shut
Ting back to Penelope Gatlin all that
busy day. Finally he telephoned
Flynn to report to him.
How about that Merton case sent
UP to the chief of detectives recently?"
he asked when Flynn appeared. (Mc-
Namara hadn't sent the case up at all,
but he knew Flynn did not know thiso
"Oh, yes" said Flynn. 81 did some
work on that. but didn't get any
where. I called on the Merton woman
and tried to get her to identify the
girls photograph, but she wouldn't or
| couldn't"
/ "Sure. Traced her TO an address In
Paris"
'Under what name is she registered
with the Paris police?"
Chief, can't just recall It,"
at was Penelope Gatlin, wasn't it?'
Flynn flinched little. Il don't know. "
you're as bad as Mrs. Merton
| What's the matter with you?"
Il don't know, chief. 1 think we
might as well drop the case"
VERY well, then, forget It, Pat
missed Flynn. by Jupiter, that fellow
getting too deep for mel" he solilo-
9uized. And he telephoned up to the
captain of detectives. What about that
case of the lost Merton heiress?" ne
demanded.
| Mcnamara grunted and hung up.
Lanny, wearing a kitchen apron
ceased cooking dinner long enough tc
| let him in that night. Stephen nae
not yet arrived. so Mcnamara went into
the kitchen with Lanny, while he re-
lated the news regarding the common
nuisance.
Lanny gazed upon him very benignly
You're a good man, Dan Mcnamara
/ How come you've never married?"
IF had my mother would have lived
with u.s." he declared. How come
you've never been married."
Lanny sighed. Nobody ever asked
I me-"
Mcnamara sighed gustily. MY poor
mothers very old and in bad health,
he said.
"A man like you should have SOME
! fine, big, strapping, manly sons.
How old are you, Lanny?"
| "Forty-two."
I'm 46 myself" He sighed again
You're o fine woman, Lanny-devl q
finer. We might manage II"
Manage what?"
'To put UP with mother for the little
time she has to live. God bless her"
It never could stand a left=handed
proposal, DAN Lanny shook her head
and gazed at him solemnly.
"Then here's my right hand on it.
Lanny" And he laid his great right
paw in hers. IF it's sons you'd have
you old darlin', It's little time we have
to waste"
A faint flush came to Lanny's slightly
| faded cheeks. What would Stevie do?'
Its been my observation, Lanny. that
a woman without something to occupy
her mind is in poor way. You coulo
! continue to look after the doctors Of
fee"
you've a good theory, Dan, but II
| lacks one ingredient"
Name the lack and I'll get it."
You're not in love with me-"
THE hell I'm notl You're like all the
women-forever putting dogs in win
dows I'm not used to passing words
| lightly on such q subject. Give me
yes or no answer"
"You great, lovable idiot" Lanny
yelled Advancing swiftly upon the
chief, she kissed his pompadour. "1n
risk your mother, Dan," she said softly.
"AIl my life I've been looking for man
with a heart in his chest-and the day
you FIRST came into this office, with your
big, staggering way and your blarney
and your air Of owning the world, IL