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tIESD AY. SEPTEMBER 19, 1922.
Alias the Lone Wolf
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
(Copyright, 1921, Intenational Magazine Co.
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[ERE TODAY.
brilliant member of
et Service had been
Duchemin. Now to
ved, Eve de Montal
d that he was the
nan, Michael Lan
the police of the
me Wolf. But the
only after Eve de
>een robbed of her
yard was a guest in
euperating from a
lieted by ihe Apache
, a(1 rescued Eve and
Lanyard innocent
offer to trace the
id immediately leaps
ge visit to the cha
party consisting of
his secretary, Phm
as chauffeur, and
'ountess de Lorgnes.
i-er questions about
I warned her of the
H THE STORY.
Michael Lanyard—
ough. Your jewels
to you, if I go to
earth to find them,
idying vanity would
anyone living; who
or you, it is I.”
PTER XI
If Takes the Trail
afternoon Lanyard
ife without exciting
household. He was
thus engaged, but
i the drawing room
disappointment.
I 'Xothiiiu’, he retorted to Eve. j
(‘Evidentl.v a gentleman of rigidly
Linal habits, our friend of last I
Ljghi wouldn't dream of calling at (
Ly hour without ins gloves on ... j
However, I’ve been thinking a bit j
L well. I hope to some purpose.” I
file woman nodded intently as he, 1
hew up his chair and sat down. !
'You have made a plan,” she I
stated rather than inquired.
"I won’t call it that, not yet. As- i
kiuning for the sake of argument |
that All. Whitaker Monk and hits i
lot had a hand in this- ”
■'.Ah! you think that?”
"I admit I’m unfair. But first .
they quarrel with my sense of the 1
uima! by being t.oo confoundedly
Mituii-que, too sharp and smart ;
Lr.d gli!i. What right hud they to
pail .■> many ambiguous gesiures?” ■
I Trading the talk up to my \
you mean?"
M nivan every move they made. .
Bbme la t ',,ni t"-.-e de l.orgnes—
jrtoever die is must get her feet j
met, an excellent excuse for asking j
to be introduced to your boudoir, so
she may py out the precise location ;
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I of your safe.
• Then—Madame de Lorgnes guid
i ing the- conversation by secret sig
, nals which 1 intercept—somebody
1 recognizes me as th.* Lone Wolf;
I and you are obliquely warned that,
if your jewels should happen to dis
appear it’s more than likely* the Lone
Wolf will prove to be the guilty
party.
| "On the other hand; there’s your
I ex-chauffeur —what’s his name?”
“Albert Dupont. Is he one of
I them, their empyoye or conferee?”
I “I fancy not.' I may be wrong,
| but I believe he is entirely on his
, own—quite independent of the Monk
| party.”
i “And your plan of campaign .is
i based on this conclusion?”
[ “That’s' a big name”—Lanyard's |
I smile was diffident, a plea for sus- I
5 ventiveness—“for a lame idea. They '
j hoped to shift suspicion on to my ;
I shoulders. Well, let them believe
■ they have done so.”
I The waiting hostility developed in
i a sharp negative: “Ah, no!”
“You will observe,” he continued,
1 I lightly persuasive, "it is Andre I
• Duchemin wh> will be accused, ma-!
; dame, not Michael Lanyard, never !
' the Long Wolf! For when I say h< 1
I will disappear tonight I mean it I
i quite literally: Andre Duchemin will !
I nevermore be heard of in this I
; world.”
; She had a smile quivering on her '
I lips, yet shook her head.
‘Monsieur forgets I learned to
| know him under the name of Duche
min.”
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'■ "If madante, in her charity, means
, to continue to know me, it must be
Michael Lanyard whom she suffers
to claim a little portion of her friend
ship.”
“More than a little , monsieur,
more than-a little friendship only!”
"I know no way to thank you,”
he managed to say at last.
“For what?”
“For everything—kindnc-ss, char;’
ty, sympathy—”
"Whr.t are those things?” she de
manded with a nervous little laugh.
“Words! Just words-that you and 1
use to hide behind, like timid chil
dren . . .” She rose suddenly and ;
offered him her hand. ’But I don’t
•think it s any use; my friend, I’m
quite sure that neither of us is de
ceived. No: say nothing more; the ’
time is not yet and—we both cal
wait. Only know I understand .. .
Co now —her lingers tightened
round his—“but don t stay away anv
longer than' you must, don't be in- ■
fluenced by silly Traditions, false and ■
| foolish standards .when you think of
I me. Go now”—.he freed her hand
j and turned away—“but oh, come 1
I safely back to me, my dear'”
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CHAPTER XII
Travels With an Assassin
Lanyard, gray with dust and',
weariness' of twenty leagues-' of '
heavy walking, trudged into the
I sleeping streets of the town of Tour-!
I nemire and purchased a ticket for
. Lyons.
As the engine began to snort, a
j.man darted from behind the tiny | 1
1 st . r . ucture that housed the. ticket- '
I office, galloped heavily across the !
j platform, and with nothing to spare :
i threw himself into the compartments
: immediately behind Lanyard.
This maneuver was performed so ‘
unexpectedly that Lanyard caught j
barely a glimpse of the fellow; but
THE AMERICUS TIMES RECORDER.
one glimpse was enough. It was
Monsieur .Albert Dupont who had
failed to assassinate thefthen Andre
Duchemin more than three weeks
ago.
At Lyons fortune favored Lan- ,
yard. The station was well
il onged, a ciicurnstance which en- ,
abled hint to keep inconspicuously .
close to his victim. Furthermore,
Dupont was obviously looking for
somebody, and so distracted,
Presently a shabby, furtive little i
rat of a man nudged his elbow, and
Dupont followed him to a corner, ,
Lanyard secured a berth and went j
about his business profoundly mysti
fied. Beyond shadow off: ir doubt <
Dupont was up to some new devil- i
merit, but 1 anyard would be sur- ]
prised if its nature failed to develop I
on the .train or at least upon its <
arrival in Paris the next morning. ,
It was no later than seven in the
evening when he ieit a room which
he had engaged in a hotel and left ’
it a ehanged man.
ihe pointed beard of Monsieur 1
Duchemin wa no more. The rough
tweed walking-suit had been re
placed by a blue, serge. i
the papers of Andre Duchemin 1
were crisp black ashes in the fire
place oil the room which Lanyard
had just quitted, all ..byt the letter 1
of credit; and thus* last was enclosed
in an envelope, to be sent to London '
by registered post with a covering i
note to request that the unpaid bal-'
ance be forwarded in French bank-!,
notes to Monsieur Paul Martin, gen- i
oral delivery, Paris; Paul Martin '
being the name which appeared on i
tin entirely, new set of papers of j
identification which Lanyard had !
thoughtfully secreted .in the lining 1
of the tweed coat .before leaving
Londan.
Lanyard had testimony to the
thoroughness of the transformation i
in his look within an hour.
The 'first was when, leaving the
"hotel he found himself suddenly face
to face with Dupont.
Th? beady little eyes ot the tjiug
comprehended hint in a glance, and
rejected h : m *h- pf positively no in
terest to Albert Dupont a complete
stranger and a cheap one at that.
He re-entered the hotel and sought
i restaurant, where the untiring
Long Arm of Coincidence took him
by the band and led him to a table
immeditely adjoining one occupied
evvlusively by'Monsieur le Comte de
Lorgnes.
But now. Lanyard told himself
one knew what had dragged Dupont
in such hip. haste to Lyons. Some
how word had reached him, probably
by telegraph, that monsieur le
comte was waiting there to keep a
rendezvous. And if you asked him.
Lanyard would confess his firm con
viction that the other party to th'’
rendezvous would prove to be the
person (or persons) who had effect
ed the burglary at Chateau de I
Montalais.
But as time passed it became evi- 1
dent that there had been a hitch
somewhere; de Lorgnes was fretting '
when Lanyard first say him; be
fore his dinner was half served his 1
nerve was giving way.
At length., de Lorgnes called for
bis addition and fled the restaurant.
L. nyard arrived* in the foyer in time I
to see de Lorgnes settle his account I
and hear him instruct a porter to i
have his luggage ready for the one
twelve express for Paris.
At midnight.de Lorghes was whol
ly in despair. Half an hour later
wove an unsteady but most dignified
way back to the foyer of the hotel, j
Immediately Dupont and his fel-I
low paid and left the case.
Lnnyai'd returned to his room to I
get a new-bought traveling bag, and I
started for the train afoot.
In the Gare de Parrache Lanyard
witnessed a farewell scene between
the little man and Dupont.
And when Monsieur le Comte de
Lorgnes had wavered through the
gateway in tow of a luggage-laden |
porter; and Dupont had torn himself | :
away from his fond familiar and '
lurched after the count; and Lan-I
yard, aft'er a little wait, had followed
in turn; he was able to see for him- I
self that Dupont had contrived to be
berthed in t 1 ? same carriage with de i
Lorgnes; proving that he did not
mean to let the count out of sight, <
d.iy or night.
Well weary, Lanyard proceeded to i
his own compartment, in the car * i
ahead, and turned in.
But he was not of those who sleep 1
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well on trains. He was awake at
Dijon and again at Laroche, about a
quarter after six. There, peering I
out of the window to identify the 7
station, he was startled to see the
broad, round-shouldered back of Al- I
bert Dupont making away across the • ;
rails—leaving the train!
It was not feasible to dress , anti .
pursue, even had it been wise.
The newspapers of Paris, that day,
had a sensation: in a compartment
which he had occupied alone on the -
night express from Lyons, a man had
been found with his throat cut, his
clothing ripned to rags, even his :
luggage slashed to ribbons.
Whether through change of inten
tion, every possble clew to the vifc-' 1
tim’s identify was) missing. ■ '
(Continued in our next issu£.) :
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