The Washington times., 1937-12-02


the police, there'd be headlines 2
and then
Tears stung the mans eyes and
he brushed them aside impatiently.;.
One address was Park Avenue.
He was fool to try anything at
this hour. But he could not sleep.
He might just as well drive around.
William C. Robinson, Dick SOON
learned, lived in a fine apartment
house across from the Ambassador.
Dicks hands trembled as he
parked and walked over to the
hotel entrance. A sleepy doorman
was on duty.
Dick went inside and heSitated.
Finally he asked for the Robinson
suite. -
1--WE just had an accident, and
I'm trying to identify the car
owner. I understand Mr.. Robin
son owns a convertible coupes
black with a tan top"
The night clerk was evasive.
Finally, impressed by Dicks smile,
he said: "If there's trouble it must
be Mr.. Robinson's chauffeur. For.
the family's in Europe. Mr.. :,
Robinson sailed yesterday" =.
Dick walked out a little sick. The
cool air of the night felt refreShs
ing on his face. Was the clerk
telling the truth? He thought so.s,
Dick got out the slip Of paper.
and crossed off the name Of
Robinson. y.
The next was an address in the.
Bronx. It turned out to be an :
apartment house across from the.
Municipal Building, respectable
not expensive. There was no night,
clerk on duty, and Dick drove
downtown. He'd tackle the Bronx
matter later. There was a mild
ness in the air now which promised,
daylight soon. Dick drove down
Fifth Avenue to Thirty-fourthr
Street and turned toward the Hud. :,
son. The address was on Twenty f..
eighth Street. 1t turned out to be
one Of the largest apartment
houses in the city-a great block
Of brick and windows, and silence
at this hour.
Now for the last one-Twenty-
third Street, over the other side Of
town. The number turned out to
be a shabby rooming house. Dick
drove around and back in the alley.
1t was just beginning to get light.
WATCHING =
Why would anybody living in a r.
place like that have an expensive
automobile? This looked the best
Of any of them. He came back to
Twenty-third Street. There was q
little all-night restaurant down the
street. From a front window he
could watch the house. What good
that would do he did not know,
but it was worth trying. q
He ordered eggs because they;
would take little time, and there
was a morning paper he could
read. It was daylight now and life
had come to the street, rumblingS
humming. =
Some time before 7 a man got
out of taxi and walked DOWN:
Twenty-third Street. Dick knew
somebody else was In the cab beG:
cause he did not pay his bill. The
man, we'll dressed, walked on down.
TWenty-third and went into tho
house he was watching. Dick had.
had good look at his face, at his
furtive eye, which seemed to be-
watching the street so closely.
I'D know him again" He paid.
his check and left. He must get
hold of Ernest. Desperately he
was trying to decide just what to
do. One false move and the thing :
would be finished. -
Dick drove away until he found
a telephone booth. He called
ErneSt'S apartment and caught
him just before he was leaving. -.
stay there for a little. I'll be-
right up"
Have you got anything?"
II don't know" That was ali
Dick could answer.
CHAPTER XXXV
Afterward Dick never could un-
derstand how he lived through ri
the day. He telephoned the Nal.
lory house often. Early in the
morning new note had come. :.
Tonight was the night. They u
promised to turn the girl over.
if the money was paid. %.
You'll go with me?" Mallory
asked when he told Dick about =.
the note. /:
Not this time. Mallory, can't
tell you anything yet, but I'm :
working. I won't be at the house
all day" :,
Mallory's heart sank. "Dick, I'm =
trying to trust you" The old r.
mans voice was desperate YOU
can confide in me-" 10.
But there's nothing yet. I'm
working, I tell you. Every moment
is precious!"
So Mallory waiting, waiting.o
hour after hour, in the big Silent,c
house, almost lost his mind. Mrs.
Mallory had taken to her bed. ;!
again, really i'll this time. Her =
husband felt his heart go out to
her. She was SO pitiful. Jay paced -
about like a maniac.
"We're' fools to stand here and -
do nothing!" he would say. ~
But we are doing something! =
Dicks workingI' .s -
Ito Be COntinued)