Evening star., 1933-08-09

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simple You see, when
Tally came to consult me he'd Just
slipped on a wet street in traffic and
got involved somehow with a taxicab
and flying glass. 1t wasn't serious, he
told me, but his face was heavily
bandaged That was, of course, fully
six months ago. And I've not seem
him since.
Where was that meeting?"
In New York"
WAS he the same general build as
this man."
"Of course" said Lorn, impatiently
~Do YOU think I haven't tried every
test? I'm willing to admit that he
NAV have deliberately got himself up
To give me no definite way of identl-
fving him again. But whatever was
the purpose. the fact remains that l
can't tell whether this man IS Francis
Tally or not
But this man recognized you,
Spoke first. Called you by name
The scorn in Lorn's gaze made II
self felt, though he was still IN the
shadow.
schiems and this man? OF their in
forming him carefully of everything
they have managed to discover? IN
case-of course-he IS actually not
Francis Tally?" .>, ,,,,
failed to do that" Several things
returned to me. Grethe's sudden &C
tivity after that period OF curiousiy
patient, catlike waiting; the way she
looked at the newcomer When ne
foundered the way his eyes had
sought hers there in the longue-hao
1t been for guidance?
Briefly I told Lorn of the timetable
Lovschiem had tried to conceal; ne
too. he agred, had noted the curious
effect the man called Francis Tally
gave of looking to Grethe for help.
.The thing to do" said Lorn. as
see it. is simply to sit tight until the
Paris detectives come They'll make
an end to things in hurry
But, Miss Tally" I said.
We'll advise her to hang on to ner
token, take no chances, and Walt 1oI
the detectives. In the meantime, =,
He paused, and then continued;
may as well tell you, SUNBEAM, tnat l
think know what the motive power
IS"
You mean," cried excitedly,
forcing him for once to definite
statement, the murderer"
Don't ask me any more now, sun
dean. And I must go. Tell MISS
rally what I've told you, will you|
We walked together to the stairway;
He went down. met Mrs. Byng ana
Sue on the landing. crossed the lounge
and entered the lobby. At the desk
Lorn paused and spoke to Lovscnlenl
Yet-of course. that did not mean
that Lovschiem was, after ALL tiie
murderer. p,,,c
"1 suppose" Mrs. Byng was shout
ing. that we must eat dinner III tIllo
den of perdition. But don't worry
darling" She moved ahead OF us IN
The narrow corridor, walking with
strange stiffness and lack OF freedom
brought on probably by her entansNhg
Sue dropped back a little with me-
and under the continued Doom oi
Mrs Byng's voice I asked to see Fran, :,
cis' letter again. Envelope and all,
/ said. "As soon as poSSlpie.
She nodded. I'll get H. ,r
Mrs. Byng. still talking. stopped ~
her own room. closed the oool' go 49,
+ heard her lock it. went INTO que
-oom with her and she handed me
the % square white envelope. I took 1t
and moved under the light to look at
the address more closely. Gao
That light is very dim" said 1oSIa sue; ;
.1'll turn on this one over the ta1le; q
She moved to the door; neara ~
close and waited for the little CLICK VI
the light switch. 1t did not coiILe;
heard her light footsteps penny ~
me and the bottom dropped ou' "a
''is put ut up p our hands" she said colby
and crisply. - n,stol
against my neck.