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The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 14

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14 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTED FEBRUARY 20 1931 1 MAD LAUGHTER · wuulto»«c»wti*l.r«a««t«ociATt»e-w«W!niT. ,,a .__.._. . A THRILLING MYSTERY STORY * by MILES BURTON BEAD THIS FIST: Dick renhampton, friend of assistant police commissioner, Sir Edrlo Conway, is put on the trail, of the stolen Hard way diamonds, after Inspector Brooks has been Wiled. D|R- (ulaed as a down-and-outer, Dick wins the confidence of several sus- p«cto. He' l» looking for a Job and the gang tells their boss, Who sends for Dick. He Is interviewed In a darkened room by a man who tentatively hires him. AR he Is leaving, the man who he cannot see breaks' Into a frightful laugh. Dick Is in love with Alison We»lherleigh and he doe? not tell her of hi8 dangerous work. Arriving home Dick Is asked to draw a picture of the Hardway diamond necklace ..for a Scotland Yard officer. · (NOW GO ON WITH THE STOBV) CHAPTER 15 The Scotland Yrd man bowed himself out, and Dick returned to his dressing room to complete his toilet. This effected, he took up the telephone, and, after a moments hesitation, asked for Alison's num- His expression changed as he heard her voice in reply. "Dick speaking," he said. "Don't tell your aunt or anybody that it's me. I don't want anybody to kno\v that I'm in town. Any chance of'meeting you somewhere quietly this afternoon?" "I'm afraid there isn't," she replied regretfully. "I heard again from father this morning. He's coming up to London today, and wants me to meet him. He's going to the Hotel Magnificent and wants me to meet him there at-half-past four." She paused, but before Dick could reply, she continued, excitedly. "I know! Why not Come with me? You could call for me here in a taxi soon after four. You needn't get out, I'll be on the watch. Aunt Edith will be out, 'she's going to. one of her meetings. We'll go to the Magnificent and greet the parent. He'll tie delighted; he's heard a lot about you, and, besides, you'll be some one fresh for him to talk to. Say you, will, there's a dear." Dick hesitated. He had fcot confessed, even to himself, that his real reason for coming to life agaih had been to see Alison. Why should he not fall in with her suggestions? It was moat unlikely that; anybody in his circle would be at the Magnificent at Such an h6ur, Anyhow, ·the risk was worth it. "Right, I'll be there," he replied. He employed the time until four o'clock-looking thru the correspondence which had accumulated In his absence, and then called a taxi and drove to Alison's address. The car had scarcely come to rest before the --. doc-.'when. Alison appeared arid Btt- tered it. She looked at him smilingly. "Well, How's the mystery progressing?" she asked. Dick frowned. There was so great a gulf between his experiences of the last two evenings and this girl he loved that it seemed Impossible that they should exist in the saine world. "Oh, I think I've made a pretty fair start," he replied Indifferently. "That means that you aren't going to tell me anything-," said Alison, iaughlng.- "Well, there's nothing much to tell, yet," he replied. "I've made a start, that's all." She glanced at him quickly. "Something's happened!" she exclaimed. "I could tell that, the moment I saw you. You needn't be frightened, I'm not going to ask you what it is." Her voice changed suddenly. "You're not doing anything--dangerous, are you, Dick?" "Dangerous? Oh, dear no!" replied Dick hastily. In spite of his tone of assurance, h« could not rid himself of the memory of that demoniacal laughter, and of the thot of Inspector Brooks' body lying rigid · In the packing-ease. His laughter must have retained a trace of grimness, for she continued, obviously unconvinced. "Do be careful Dick," she said, laying her hand on his knee) "You're a. determined person, I know, and you would go thru with anything: to the bitter end. But you might remember the anxiety you cause to your friends." The arrival of the taxi at the entrance of the Hotel Magnificent prevented his reply. They entered Its splendor together and Dick mad« Inquiries at the reception office. "Dr. Weatherleigh 7 Ye», he arrived a few minutes ago. Would you like to go up and sa« him?" Dick replied In the affirmative, and he and Alison were led to a suite on the first floor. .A voice bade them enter, and Dick found himaelf.for the first time in the presence of the distinguished antiquary. Alison's father cut rather an Incongruous figure In the sumptuous setting of the Hotel Magnificent. He was tall and 'gaunt, with stooping shoulders and an untidy shock greyish hair. He was dressed in a rough tweed suit, Which showed signs of considerable wear and his heavy boots were badly down at heel. His clean-shaven face was that of a dreamer, but It wore a, kindly smile, and his long fingers were those of an artist. · He kissed his daughter affectionately and kept his arm round her while she Introduced Dick. "I am very glad to meet you, Mr. Penhampton," he said warmly. "Allson has mentioned you more than once In her letters..! hope you will gave me the pleasure of staying and having tea with us?" · "Of course he will," replied Alison disengaging herself. "That's what I bfot him here for. Now, listen, father dnar. You can't possibly roam about London like that! . Haven't you got anything decent to wear?" "I believe that there are Some other clothes padked in rhy trunk," replied Dr. Weatherleigh. "Well, I'm going to look," said Alison. "You order tea and I'll see what you've brot with you. .1 shall probably have to spend the rest of the evening buying you Christian collars or something." She ran out of the roorh and htr father turned to Dick. "1 Suppose Alison's right," he said, with an apologetic smile- "Somehow I never seem to have time to think Of rny personal appearance. That'g the worst of a fibby, It's apt to uslir)p an undue share of one's mind. Even tho.One is interested'in the Anc!«ht Britons, one Is hardly justified ) dressing like them." -\ . He spoke shyly, as if deferring to Dick's own elegance, but there v r a twinkle in his eyes that belled the seeming humility. Tea was a pleasant meal. Ailaott and Dick did most «f tne while Dr. Weatherleigh listen^}, oc casionally throwing in a mild com ment. Dick found that he was no so wrapped up in his hobby aa be entirely Ignorant of cutretl events and was therefore not slir prised at a reference to the tb^ft o the necklace. "I believe that Alison told me that you are Lord Hardway's brother-in-law, Mr. PenhatnpLon," ne said, In a pause in the conversation. "I read In the newspapers of the loss of the family diamonds. Have the police found any c!6w yet?" "Oh, father dear, you mustn't mention the Hatdway diamonds!" exclaimed Alison, with mock solemnity. "Dick can think of nothing else, but he insists up on, maintaining' ths most solemn silence oft the subject." "Then no doubt he Is in the confidence of the police," replied Dr. Weatherleigh. "I will certainly refrain from s.sking Indiscreet questions." "I can hardly claim to be in the · confidence of the police," said Dick with a smile. "But I confess that it would give me great satisfaction t6 (Torn to P«e 15, Column 2). FRONT PAGE FOLK By CLIFFORD McBRlDE Meek employe who took seriously his boss' request for suggestions on how to improve business MUGGS McGlNNIS I'M So ME /wo FOOUEO t-VPE HK. A WHAT K\MO OF A, THAT? A \jOOK =PKAK TO DOG OUT IXU MOT at © t Ml, NllnMMr r«ilur« Servlc*. Inc.. Oraat BHlilh rlrhli A - WAT SAH UP WS mo c«r THE GAS SSCAPiHCi! (4OUTVA1 A DRAUGHT.' BUWC BARRAGE for · v t p' 1 Viko Fifeo ·ttw. boy's Suspicious of Hint By Paul Robinson Higli Pressure Pete q.KTL.eneH- Rules Are Rules, Says Pete LOEVE. GOT TO OO »-S TAKE, fe M AM PlJT TW RIGHT EACH CA-GE TXA.T · UJCXO'T Be. HA.R.O TO DO! GOT Act. TV4E. Q CAQ.RN AT C3NJCS. uue ve. GOT A. A.V4EAD MOW. -runs. 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