The Washington times., 1937-12-02

buG Wleu he naQ gone, Jay anu
his father sat for a long time talk
ing in the library.
After all, Dad, maybe we
should not wait any longer!"
jays nerves were worn thin.
He had lost faith in Dick, and
he said so frankly.
After all, he's the one who
went with that girl to take Karen's
check to the bank! We've only
got her word and his that he did
not see Karen Monday night"
Mallory sat with his face buried
in his hands. "I know, Jay, I've
been over it a Thousand times"
he said.
"He had the chance. How
simple it would be for him to engi-
neer the thing! He's the only one
in the know!" Jay was so frantic
he had lost all sense Of proper
ton.
Finally, Mallory stood up. His
shoulders sagged. "No, Jay. Well
wait!" He had no reason to give
for his decision. He could not
explain to Jay, but Mallory re-
membered Dicks eyes that night
in the apartment when he said
good-by to Karen. No man could
plan such a thing, not when he
cared for Karen as Mallory was
sure Dick did.
"I suppose I've got to go out
and find Serge! That's the silliest
thing I ever heard Of! You may
trust Dick. I suppose I do, inside.
But why pick on Serge? He's
been around every night"
Jay stomped out Of the room.
Dick would go home to sleep,
while he, Jay, must mill about the
town hunting for the prince.
Damned nonsense!" Jay num-
bled as he went to dress, to put
on his act" again.
SEEKING CLUES
But Jay might not have been so
annoyed had he followed Dick that
night. The Judge went straight
back to his apartment where
Ernest was waiting for him.
= "I've got the lists here" Ernest
said when Dick came in and stood
staring at him hopelessly. "And I
had them send up a city direc-
tory"
Good" Dick ordered a huge
pot of coffee and the two men set
to work. I'm gambling, Ernest, as
I never thought I could. We've got
to find something to work on to-
night or it will be too late"
Dick sat with his head on his
hands for a moment. II was so
sure I'd find something before
thiS!"
Then he picked up the sheets of
neatly typewriter names and ad-
dresses. They had Just come
through from Albany, that list of
persons in New York owning a
1887 car like Dicks.
There are 100 Names" Dick
threw off his coat and sat down
at the big library table, pushed
the lamps nearer to the lists and
to the big directory.
Thank God I bought a new
car last September! We'd be sunk
otherwise. Karen knows cars too
well to be fooled. She'd never have
gotten in that car If she hadn't
been sure it was mine"
They began to work.
Ernest, I may be crazy, but I'll
bet my last nickel that whoever
owned that car will not be listed in
the city directory. He'd be the kind
of guy who'd be sure and get left
out"
Its long shot!" Ernest admit
ted. I'll take the directory, you
take the lists"
They worked on, stopping only
to drink coffee now and then. But
it was after 2 o'clock when they'd
weeded out the names. Dick sat
back and looked at his list.
Here are twenty car owners not
listed in the city directory" Dick
picked up some scissors. "I1l cut
them into five parts. I'll take one,
you take one. Are your boys wait
ing?"
They're at my apartment. ;"
Ernest was putting on his coat.
But it's too late to start tonight.
Wen get moving at 7, Dick" He
turned at the door. How will we
know the right one?"
"SevtBlth sense! I'll know, I'm
sure! We've got to, that's all.
THE SEARCH BEGINS
When Ernest had gone, Dick
telephoned a car agency for which
he had a credit card. Then he
put his list in his pocket, hoped
a cab for Grand Central to pick
up the car. He could not use his
own handsome automobile; too
conspicuous, it was too easily
recognized.
Once on his way he tried to
straighten things out in his mind.
The four names and addresses he
had memorized. Two of his ad-
dresses were in the general loca-
ton from which the telephone
calls to Serge's apartment had
come.
But that may not mean a
thing, probably doesn't"
He had to find Karen, and find
her quickly. If they got suspiciousl