The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1940-12-02
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

NEXT MORNING Gun was
about soon after sunrise, and. from
then on was as FESTIVE as a cat or
not bricks. He wandered around
the bungalow. constantly staring
over at the wooden fence, and
straining his ears to catch any
sound. What was happening behind
that fence-or what HAD hap
pened? Had Coral been discovered
trying to pursue her/unnecessary
Investigations? If 50
Gun shuddered at the thought.
He realized the position between
Coral and Otto. and knew pretty
well how/the latter would behave
II he found she was double-cross-
ing him. 1t was not a pleasant re-
hection, apart from its repercus-
/sions upol his own escape.
He ate hardly any breakfast
which was a normal one according
TO the standards existing before
Trent started his persuasion. !"
Tommy, on the other hand, ate
heartily and was full of optimism.
Guns restlessness ane anxiety
lasted until about noon, and then.
to his immense relief, he saw a
slender figure. with flame colored
hair, emerge from the small gate
In the wooden fence and begin to
cross the open space in the direc-
ton of the bungalow. She was
smoking a cigaret, and walked
with a staggering gait. Plainly all
was well with her.
Gun heaved a sigh of relief, and
went in to pour himself out a stiff
whiskey to steady the reaction on
his already overstained nerves.
When he looked again she was
chatting gaily with the guard at
the gate. Finally she gave him a
cigaret, and showed him a slip of
paper. Whereupon he laughed,
shrugged. and unlocked the gate
to let her in.
Tommy was around at the back
OF the bungalow, basking in the
sunshine. Gun decided to intercept
her. He emerged from the door.
his attitude languid and indiffer-
ent. Apparently seeing Coral for
the first time. he went to meet her.
but with no more apparent eager
ness than ordinary politeness de-
manded.
Good morning" he greeted her.
Then, quickly: Just stroll around
the corner with me-this way. I
want to talk to you, but / don't
want Hazeldeane to hear"
They strolled around the side of
the bungalow until they were hid
den both from Tommy and from
any possible other watcher-they !
were between the bungalow and |
the steep slope of the overhanging
hill.
Frankly, Miss Coral. Pm every
kind of fool" Gun confessed. Il
should have realized last night that
you were speaking the TRUTH did
later, as matter Of fact"
80 I realized from your remark
about Identities" she smiled at
him.
you must forgive me-" Gun
went on, eagerly. THE rather dras-
tic method adopted by our friend
Trent has rather got o my nerves.
But tell me-doe5 X know where
you are?"
mo. | don't know where | am
myself. Before we left l only knew
hat l was coming to the head
quarters Of the gang-or one of
heir headquarters. anyway. They
rave another at Chenham. in Kent,
md anothe4 in the south Of France.
lot far from Cannes"
THE devil they have" said Gun.
I knew something Of the first one. I
nut not the second" I
I'VE must go around and find 7
our friend" Coral said, anxiously. $
We can have a talk then, but very l
DON must get Mr.. Hazeldeane q
Ito the bungalow. and work my a
Kicked 'wiles on him. We shall have u
, stage 1t. because you're quite
ght-there are hidden micro {
homes in both the bedroom and v
lie sitting room, and they can lis
n in over there to everything
lats said. And they mustn't sus- a
sct I'm not on the level or v
ell just or :" Il
Gun agreed. But there's Just
lie thing / must tell you before h
E join Tommy. l don't want him a
know, because he's such an i'm "
tuous. quick-tempered Brighter
at he might give the whole show C
gay."
Quickly. then-what Is ~" ca
Just this. There's no need for c.
u TO investigate any further as k,
what these beauties are I'D to. II