The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1936-06-15
Chapter 20
NEW MYSTERY

T OGAN was a quiet man. gifted
with what was almost a protec-
tive coloring. Looking at him. one
could easily fail to notice him. No
ticing him. one found him not un.
like ones idea-seldom realized
OF country parson.
Dinwiddie. his younger compan-
ion. was stocky and muscled. and
had trained as a boxer. One noticed
him inevitably. but his genial smile.
and rosy, boyish face were disarm-
ing.
Dirk sat talking with them both
In the darkened car. They had not
wired him in connection with Mar
tins adventure.
Though that has its signifi-
cance." said Logan. lin the light of
what's happened since.
Last night at ten o'clock Dinwid.
die and were sitting here opposite
the gates. when some one came
down the driFe.>L couldn't be sure
at, first that ii Was1tea shadow. but
SC looked aikasaB IWofnan's figure. 1t
seemed to disappear once or twice.
and then it came and stood in the
open gates. and waved a hand.
cit was just flash. just flicker.
that wave. No one not looking for
1t. or watching the gates. could have
seen 1t. A few seconds later a taxi
slowed up at the curb. out of range
Of the lamp there by the delivery
entrance"
What color was the taxi?" Dirk
asked.
Green. Green and black. The fig
ure that had waved got in without
seeming to speak a word. It, was
Mrs. Joris. She wore raccoon coat,
and small dark hat. Our instruc.
tions were to follow. and we started
at once. The taxi went through Yon-
kers. into Manhattan, along the
drive and the ramp. 80"
"Did you lose IT." asked Dirk.
1--WE did not. We stayed with It
till 1t stopped at a brownstone in
Forty-sixth Street. Here's the mum.
Der. There's speak in the base
ment called the 'Araby."
- Dirk knew. 1t was the house at
which Hope had stopped in the
green taxi that Monday night.
"The lady got out" said Logan.
land went up the front steps. Pretty
soon the door opened and she dis.
appeared inside.
81 had no instructions to go fur.
Their. | had followed her and | saw
the place she went. You hadn't
spoken for more evidence than that.
But in the light of what had hap
pened the night before. assuming
the sort of evidence you might be
after. and you being away.
"You went in, take it" said Dirk.
mo. | sent Dinwiddie. He put on
his telegraph messengers cap. we
fixed up what looked like a tele.
gram. Then we drove down the
street a way, and Dinwiddie went
back on foot.
'niNWIDDIE took up the account.
- ut was a private house broke
up into apartments. two on a floor.
! knew that from the bells on the
mail-boxes. and the cards under EN-.
The Cockspur Billiard Club was on
the first floor. and ] rung that bell.
When. che boy from. the club opened
the door said. Telegram for
Strum. That was a name I'd seen
on one ofrthei cards. When the boy
grouched, You rung our bell,' | said.
Finger skidded..' He said. Third
floor. rear And | run on up the
stair. knew she wasn't on the first
floor.
II didn't find her on the second
either. Nobody answered one door,
and | was kinder worried.
well. anyhow. the second-fioor
front was dead. and there was lust
a crowd OF fellers playin' poker In
the rear. None of 'em was named
Frihlingpfennig."
"Frihlingpfennig was the name
on the telegram" Logan explained.
"My own invention"
Dirk. who had slight experience
with the professional detectives
to a brief tale. said to Din.
widdie.
"Get on. will your"
We'll skip the third floor then"
said Dinwiddie. "I'd just started up