The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-03-23
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by CRAcE ELLioTT TAYLOR

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Try to sleep. Goodby for lit
tie while"
"G-by," mumbled Peter. He was
muttering again. as she closed the
door. = 81 -'4'-
Petronella seemed to be gone q
long time, thought Peter. His mind
walked through strange mazes.
Aunt Maisie, and his childhood,
were inexpHcably mixed up with
meeting 1Marigdd MIN the little
room, IN her parents empty house,
in Kensington. There were dust
sheets draped over everything, but
the windows. unexps ctedly, looked
out over the Egearf sea. One mo-
ment, Marigold was clinging to
him, and Marigold's kisses seemed
real. The next, he knew he was
dreaming, for Marigold kept call
ing him "comrade," and Aunt
Maisie, riding white Arab horse,
was trying to push them apart.
Somebody he could not recognize
was hitting him over the head with
a sandbag. with a series Of dull
thuds. -
A knock on the door Weakened
him into the. present. "Come inp'
Hello, Peter" He struggled into
a sitting position and blinked.
Hello. Lance. Petrol has gone
out for a minute or two"
what is the matter with you?
It was you wanted to see. Masters
told me I'd find you here. Are you
all right?"
eyes, Just taking little shut
eye. Got a bit denied as you see by
my head But it isn't as bad as It
looks" Peter was sitting up. His
slight color. and bright eyes, gave
him an air Of eager health. Tony
was worried about something. and
he wanted to know what it was,
For the moment, his mind had
cleared itself completely.
Pm glad, Malone, because I've
come to ask you to do job for me.
1t is something can't do myself.
You've guessed why I'm here"
waiting for something's"
Yes, which has arrived-almost
arrived. I'm here to receive papers
from Moscow. Rene Howard, who
is a British agent, flew them here.
But he crashed Just over an hour
ago in the desert, outside the city.
Near the Fayum Road. Petrol and
I saw his lights. There was mist.
Perhaps he was short of gas. He
is very seriously injured. He has
been taken to the Anglo-American
hospital"
Plan Of Campaign
"VOU mean to tell me that Rene
Il Howard is" "
zone of the cleverest British
spyS living. thought Petrol would
have told you. She must know. He
helped you gain your release from
Germany" "a = -
Peter whistled. 81 suppose it
wasn't her secret to tell. She never
breathed word. It accounts for
a lot ! haven't understood At first,
/ resented her Soir1luch as speaking
to. the slick effefnifiate devil. Till
| found + liked him myself"
Tony smiled. "She did not tell
me, either. dared not tell her, for
fear she couldn't keep secrets! This
information is pretty important.
1t was an amazing piece of work
to procure it at all 1t gives the
organized plan of campaign for
Marxist propaganda for the COM,
ing three years"
'tOf course. And this will show
you where to expect strikes, sabo-
tage, wrecking, riots? Fine! What
do you want me to do?"
"The papers are copies. It is only
suspected Rene may have managed
to get them. No one knows for
certain there was a leakage. He
left, half an hour before they tried
to arrest him. That head Of yours
will be sufficient excuse to wander
into the Anglo American and find
him. If he is conscious. find out if
he has the papers on him; he'll
give them to you. But they may
have been taken from him by the
police. after he was hauled out of
the wrecked plane. Find that out.
I'd 60 myself, if ! could lose my
shadow. But it is no use. They're
hot on to this plane business.
might get that dispatch, but !
shouldn't keep it long. But they
won't suspect you. with that head
II, as think. he'll have kept the
dispatch, bfsnkpit ITO me at the
stwciE5
Peter nodaesaysRight, Tony"
Thanks, Peter Sure you're up
to it? / didn't want to let any of
the others in on this. because"
mo. of course not" grinned
Peter. "They might put their
careers first. and give it a scoop
headline. Keep this in the family!"
This was how it happened that
when Petronella returned, ten
minutes later. with a DR.. Abrahim,
who had only been persuaded to
leave his surgery b cause she
looked anxious, and had sweet
smile. they found the couch bare.
the room empty. the patient gone
Recompensing him for his trou-
BILE, Petronella showed the doctor
alphabetically to the lift again.
They passed Fleur's door.
Through it. they both heard the
sound of stormy sobbing. The doc
tor shrugged. "a doctor is no use
there. either"
When he had gone, she returned.
and knocked. There was. no am
Swer.
She entered.
"Fleurl Please, Fleur, what is