HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1933-07-20, Page 6THURSDAY, JUUY 30, 1933 THE EXETER TIMES-AD VO CATE
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SYNOPSIS
Tiny Carteret was a free easy going
young man extremely popular
with both men and women and
and with his income of five thous
and a year enabled him to live in
an up-todate apartment in the city
of London. He received a letter
one morning from a friend, Ron
ald Standish, which bore a post
mark Grand .Hotel, at T'erritet,
on the Lake of Geneva. Standish
appealed to him to meet him at
once as he needed someone who
had steady nerve, could use a re
volver and could use their fists
if necessary. Gillson from the
Home Office calls Tiny and he
goes there before leaving. Here he
is instructed by Gillson to appear
at a certain restaurant in Paris
and after receiving instructions
there to proceed ’ to Switzerland,
Just as Tiny was about to leave
woTd came that Jebson, a mem
ber of the force had been mur
dered, he being the fourth officer
to be done away with in the same
manner. Dexter came in and des
cribed the facts. Tiny finds that
his friend Lady Mary is connected
with the case. Lady Mary and
Felton Blake are working
gether. Tiny calls on Mary
gets no satisfaction
terview.’
Lausanne and
birth with a queer
eigner who dies through, the night
He takes
has
from the
the train
to share
looking for-
BY SAPPER
Besides,
shouted
up.
to his
men
who
if
Emmerling,” said Standish,
of the big German film mag-
And I believe he is going to
to-
but
in-
for his1
CHAPTER IV
bin—you. can’t recognize a man thro’
his handwriting. iSo why this ex
citement over him?”
“Assupiiqg for the moment, Ron
ald, that you’re right, and that there
was more in it than I thought, might
pot it be possible that the indiscre
tion has been committed since lie
came here? That a certain lady has
met him on the quiet and been spot
ted.”
“Possible,” agreed the other, “but
it won't account for everything. He
has only been here three days, and
this song and dance started two
months ago. No, Tiny: there’s the
deuce of a lot more in this than
meets the eye. And as far as I can
see our only hope is to persuade
someone to talk. At present we’re
working in the dark. Lead Denver
on after lunch, if you can. Men
tion of the lady in question will come
quite naturally from you. And this
is no time for half measures. I’ve got
a feeling in my bones that things
will shortly come to a head. By
Jove! don’t look round, but do you
know who has just come in? Beren
dosi himself.”
“Do you know him?” said Tiny.
“Only by sight.”
‘I w.as introduced to him in the
train to Paris. It may prove useful.”
“He’s coming this^way. If he
doesn’t recognize you, you recognize
him. As you say, he may foe useful.
As luck would have it he went to
the next table. Preceded by the mai-
tre d’hotel, and surrounded by less
er minions, the great man was pilot
ed to his seat, and having ordered
his meal he glanced round the room.
And the first person his eyes fell
on was Tiny.
For a moment .he stared at him
with a puzzled look: then he came
across.
“Surely we met in the Golden Ar
row?” he said courteously.
“Quite right, Signor,” said Tiny,
“though I hardly expected you Ito
remember me.”
“You were with our charming
Countess Nada,” remarked the other
“I had no idea you were proposing
to honour us with a visit.”
“I’m just wandering at random/
said Tiny carelessly. “By the way
may I introduce Mr. Standish—Sig
nor Berendosi.”
'Your first visit, Mr. Standish?”
said Berendosi politely.
“No: I have been here several
times. I love Dalzburg.”
“It is indeed a beautiful spot,”
agreed Berendosi. 'A little unhealthy
sopietimes, font one cannot have
everything.
“How true,” said Standish. “And
one can always take suitable pre
cautions against—er—ill health.”
For a moment the eyes of the two
met and measured: then with a mur
mured banalty Berendosi resumed
his seat. And even as he did so Joe
Denver passed the talble.
“Have you finished you fellows?”
he remarked. “If so, come and have
some coffee with me outside. Who
Was the bird who was talking with
you?” he went on as they left the
room. “The method of his entry
seemed to indicate he was a big
noise.”
“That was Signor Berendosi,” .said
Standish quietly. “Probably the most
influential man in this country. And
the most dangerdus.”
‘Oh! What’s he up against?’
“The existing system, Denver,”
said Standish.
“The Royal House, the King and—
the Queen.”
Denver paused with a cigarette
half-way to his mouth, and stared at
him.
'What’s that you say?” he said.
“Up against the King and Queen'!
Why?”
“Because he wants to run this
country into a republic of which he
will be President.”
“But has he any chance of suc
ceeding?” demanded Denver.
.Standish shrugged his shoulders.
“You never can tell, my dear fel
low, in spots like this. These people
are not as we are, you know. And a
small thing, such as say some little
bit of gossip or scandal against the
Queen, might prove very dangerous
“What the hell are you talking
about?” said Denver angrily. “Scan
dal against the Queen! Such a thing
is impossible. Ask Carteret. He
knows her.”
“My dear fellow,” said Standish
soothingly, “you are surely man
enough of, the world to now that it
isn’t the truth that counts, but what
people believe is the truth. I should
be the last person to believe anything
against such a very charming lady:
nevertheless, the bhld fact remains
that Berendosi and the very Influen
tial gtottp who are backing htyn have
started insidious rumours about the
Queen.”
“I’ll break the damned swine's
neck for him,” said the youngster
through clenched teeth.
“Don't be such an ass, boy,” said
jStandish sternly but not unkindly
“You’re in a country now, where it
they wish, you go into prison first
and the charges comes on in a year
or two. You’ve got to keep, your
head and your temper, or you’ll toe
for it, Now I’m going to ask you an
absolutely straight question. Why
are you so very upset over what I’ve
told you?”
“Wouldn’t any decent fellow be?’
answered the other,
“That’s not good enough,” said
Standish. “I don’t wish to prolbe
into your private affairs, but there
are times when it is necessary. And
this is one ot them, There are in
ternational questions at stake which
render it essential. Now what are
the facts? You, returning from the
back of beyond, as you said yourself
after three years, decide suddenly to
come here. Why?”
“I suppose I can please myself
can’t I?” said the youngster angrily,
“For God’s sake, Denver,” said
Standish gravely, “don’t take it that
way. Try and understand that I am
not being gratuitously offensive and
impertinent: try and understand that
there are far bigger questions at
stake than your feelings or mine,”
“But how on earth can my move
ments have anything to do with
them?” demanded Denver. ' *
“I’m damned if I know, and that’s
what I’m trying to find out. I don't
mind confessing to you now that
there is no such person as con Em
merling. I invented him to find our
one thing from you, and I succeeded
Your coming here was a sudden de
cision: no one had asked you. Very-
well then—what am I as an outside
observer confronted with? The very
significant fact, that the group ot
men who are the bottom of the con
spiracy against the Queen, are also
keenly interested in an unknown
Englishman arriving in Dalzlburg for
the first time. And I ask myself:
Why?”
“What possible connection can
there be between the two things?”
said Denver.
“None—but for one other fact
The Englishman in question at one
time knew the Queen very well
Steady now: don’t lose your temper
As I told you before-—-it’s not the
truth that counts, and these people
are capable, of faking anything. Can
you think of any letter which has
passed foetween you and the lady con
cerned, and which by some wild
stretch of imagination might be con
strued into something compromis
ing?”
For a moment Denver hesitated:
then he shook his head.
‘I’ve never written to the lady In
my life,” he said.
“Well, do you think it possible,”
persisted Standish, ‘that the lady in
question might have written to you
and the letter has gone astray?”
‘That, of course, is possible,” ans
wered Denver in a low voice. “Good
God! Standish, you don’t think;- do
you, that I may have caused her any
harm?”
“Not wittingly, my dear fellow,
but we’ve got to try and find a solu
tion to certain facts. And I tell
you frankly that I cannot help think
ing that the Berendosi crowd are In
the possession of some definite piece
of evidence which they propose to
use against the Queen. And further,
I cannot help thinking that you by
coining here have played straight in
to their hands, because I believe that
evidence concerns you.”
“But how could they possibly
know me? I’ve never been here be
fore.”
“That is not an insuperable dif
ficulty,” said Standish. “Berendosi’s
machinations have been igoing on for
years. What more likely then, than
that, when the future consort of the
King was in London he had her
watched? And it was there that you
were seen by someone who recogniz
ed you again here.”
For a moment or two he stared
at the youngslter, with eyes that
were full of understanding, for Joe
Denver’s expression was plain to read
“We are all out for one thing,
young Denver,” he went on gravely:
“to protect the honour of a lady.
And I’Ve been very frank with you.
Will you be equally frank with me?”
“What do you want to know?”
said the other,
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But Standish seemed to have lost
interest in the matter.
“It doesn't matter,” he said “Evi
dently as you don’t know him, that
can’t be the reason.”
“But, persisted the other, “if
there was any reason why this bloke
should ask me here, that may ac
count for the other thing.”
“Von
“is one
nates,
stage one of his productions here.
Moreover I know he is on the look
out for a tall fair Englishman, and
it occurred to me as a possibility
that he might have approached you
on the matter.”
Tiny glanced at Standish out of
the corner of his eye, but his face
was expressionless.
“Afraid it doesn’t fit,” said Den-
Still it’s possible you may be
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ferred to listen rather than to talk.
And it soon became obvious to his
trained observation that this good
looking youngster’s nerves were on
edge. There was an ail’ of unrest
about him, and once or twice he
glanced round, the lounge almost
nervously.
That there was something the
matter with him was clear: that he
was not inclined to be communica
tive was also clear—his curt answer
to Standish’s question proved that.
But being a past master in the art of
getting things out of uncommunica
tive people, he was content to bide
his time. That this youngster was
involved in the matter in some way
he was convinced: as he had said to
Tiny, the coincidence if it were not
so would be too amazing,
his whole demeanour simply
the fact that something was
Suddenly Denver started
feet angrily. He was glaring across
the lounge, and Standish followed
the direction of his glance. Two
were sitting at a small table,
looked away immediately they saw
that they were observed.
“I’ll give that damned fellow a
thick ear soon,” said Denver fur
iously.
“Steady, old lad,” said Tiny, pull
ing him back into his chair. “What’s
all the worry?”
“You see that pasty-faced swab
over there with a dial like a suet
pudding? Well, that fellow he’s
with is the fourth man he’s brought
in here for the express purpose of
looking at me.” He grinend a little
sheepishly as if ashamed of hie
temper. “I don’t resemble any
blinking Prince, do I, traveling in-
| cognito?”
“Are you sure you’re not imagin
ing it?” said Standish quietly.
“Absolutely certain. It started the
very morning I arrived. That’s three
days ago. I was sitting in here'
when pasty-face arrived on the scene
and sat down at the next table. At
first he took no notice of me: hej
certainly hadn’t looked at me as he
sat down. And then just as I was!
lighting a cigarette I found him star
ing at me. He turned away at once,
but for the next ten minutes he did-
nothing but study my face when he
thought I wasn’t looking. After that.
I got a bit fed up, so I wandered to
the bar. And the first thing he did
—I could see it reflected in the mir
ror—was to go over to the reception
clerk and ask who I was. I’m cer
tain it was that because the fellow
opened the visitors’ book. I didn’t
think much more about it at the
time, but since then he’s led in four
different blokes, with the express
purpose of letting them - see
Damn it! I may not
beauty, but I’m not a
am I?”
“You’ve never been
have you, Denver?”
thoughtfully.
“Never in my life,” ;
“Anyway, what’s that
it?”
"I
rate
your
Ronald Standish- lit a cigarette,
and stared thoughtfully across the
sunny street.
“That’s interesting, Tiny—veryj
interesting. I wonder if at last
something tangible is in sight.”.1
“What <do you mean?”asked the
other.1
“I wonder if the thing isn’t a co-
incidence at all-— except that you
and Lady Mary should have been
talking about him. it is his
presence here that was the cause of
the wire you got yesterday?”
“By Jove!” cried Tiny. “That’s
possible.”
“It’s more than possible, old b.oyi
—it’s probable. But we must not go
too fast. Let’s take the points.j
Something must have inspired that
wire. And when we find a man stay
ing at the hotel we are told to come
to who was a friend of the Queen’s
in days gone by and is now an ob
ject of great interest to Berendosi
and his lot, surely there must be
some connection. It’s stretching co
incidence too far altogether to im
agine there isn’t. I wonder Tiny: I
wonder. Are we
something that :
work?”
“Mark you, I -
was Joe Denver;
Standish glanced at his watch.
“Well, it’s about time for tiffin.
Let’s go back to the pub and see.”
They found him in the corner of
the lounge, and all daubts were at
rest immediately. For the instant
he saw Tiny he jumped to his feet.
“Carteret—by all that’s wonder
ful. What brings you here?”
“I might almost ask the same,”)
said Tiny. “By the way, Denver, let
me introudce you. This is Standish.
Well, old boy, how goes it? It’s a
long time since we met.”
“Over three years. I’ve been in
the back of beyond since then. This
is my first leave.”
“Are you spending it all here?”
asked Standish casually.
"I dont know,” said Denver a little
curtly. “It depends.”
He turned to Tiny, and asked after
Lady Mary, while Standish studied
him covertly with shrewd blue eyes.
A expert in sizing up a man, he pre
ver.
right,
me up from that point of view,
I fear they’ll be disappointed,
incidentally that reminds me.”
leaned forward in his chair.
Jove! Standish, I wonder if you
hit it. Yesterday morning, when I
was walking along the bank on the
other side of the river, a most per*
sistent merchant with a camera came
badgering me. Wanted to'take my
photo: no need to pay if I wasn’t
satisfied with the result. You know
—all the usual palaver. I tol,d him
to go to hell, but for ali that he took
a couple. And it was only when I
threatened to fling his cursed camera
in the river and him after it that he
vamoosed.”
Once again Tiny glanced at Stand
ish: in his eyes there was the faint
est perceptible gleam of satisfaction
But his voice when he answered was
as expressionless as ever.
“It certainly looks as if I might be
right,” he said. “Anyway, I would-!
n’t let the piatter worry you. Well
I don’t know aibout you fellows but!
I’m going to have a bite of
See you afterwards, Denver.”
“The plot thickens a little
he went on as they sat down
“Who on earth is von Emmerling?
demanded the other.
“He wasn’t too bad, was he?”|
laughed Standish. “Realizing our
young friend was a bit nervy and
i touchy when asked a direct question
' I invented the gentleman on the spur
of the moment. And I must say he
justified, his birth, even if he has
complicated things. Because if Den
ver is speaking
sheer fluke that
lunch
I
the truth it Was a
he came here.”
follow,” said Tiny.
on on the verge of
isn’t merely guess-
won’t swear that
,” said Tiny.
it
me.
be a prize
bally freak.
here before,
said Standish
said the other,
got to do with
any
that
was only wondering. At
it see’ms perfectly clear
pasty-faced friend is interested
in you for some reason or other. Per
haps you bear a strong resemblance
to some local celebrity. By Jove!”—
he paused as if struck with a sudden
idea—“I wonder if that can be the
reason. You don’t know von Em-
merling, by any chance?”
“Never heard of him in my life.
Why?”
“I wondered if he had written and
asked you to come here.”
“Nobody wrote and asked me to
come here. I only decided at the
very last moment and got off the
boat at Brindisi. Who is von Em
merling, anyway?”
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“I don’t quite
“My dear fellow, it’s obvious. Had
someone—I don’t care who, asked
him here, it would presuppose that
that someone knew him. But if he
came absolutely by chance, it’s
damned difficult to understand. Why
should anyone be concerned with the
arrival of an unknown Englishman
who has never been here before?
Unless . . .
“Unless what?;; demanded Tiny.
“And why bother aibout his photo-
grah?” went on Standish,
ing the question. “It’s
Unless ...” ,
Once again he paused,
time Tiny did not interrupt.
“Tell me, Tiny”—he lowered his
voice and leaned over the table—
“when you and he and Lady Mary
used to go about, was there anything
between him and the fourth mem
ber of the party?”
“I see what you’re driving at,”
said Tiny slowly. “Not as far as I
know, Ronald. We played round a
bit, and he may have been a bit keen
on her. But that’s all. Only, ot
course, I’m the world’s most almighty j
mutt at spotting anything like that.”)
“Then I can’t understand it,”i
sup-
the’
can’t understand
said Standish. “It beats me. I
pose Gillson put you wise to
state of affairs out here,”
“Squire Straker did.”
“>Sa,me thing. Well what had oc
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might have been indiscreet with a
certain lady—written a letter
something of that sort—and
blokes have found out aibout
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