The Argosy, Christmas 1912 — page 190: what you’re looking at

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176 ery man on the outskirts of the city. By that time I had seen the machine. In a locker under the seat I found a safety-razor with the hair of Badstock’s mustache still on it, and part of the clothing he had worn when he left London. “The two men you sent from Ches- ter—men who had been friends of Tomlinson at the Royal Hotel there— I took in and introduced to him. He was perfectly unconscious of ever hav- - ing met them before. At first they ‘were sure of their identification, but when they heard the man talk they as- sured me he was not the Colonel Tom- linson they had known. “T had our man arrested as he was steppirig on to the steamer gangway at Plymouth.” “Why didn’t he make his escape at once, after he had cleared himself?” I put the question up to Norman Har- ley. ‘ mg oF mney WATE td CHAPTER XVII. THEIR FELLOW PASSENGER. DWARDS stood at the rail of the promenade - deck, watch- ing the waves, when he was addressed by a man at his side: “ Fine weather, isn't it?” Edwards agreed cordially, then took a sidelong glance at the man who had spoken. THE ARGOSY. “Why, man! Don’t you see the clev- erness of his scheme? He probably guessed, or knew from his own lips, that Rothwell would put up at the Well- ington. Well, he might have gone in any direction he chose, with his aero- plane. He was careful to plan the whole affair so as to stand the test of an informal inquiry right away. Aft- erward, he considered himself immune from arrest. * All the same, if he had sailed right away, suspicion might have been aroused, and it would have been easy to get him through the use of the cable and wireless services. ‘Oh, the man’s plan was a bold one all right; and he had the nerve to carry it out, too.” Harley’s story made me do some thinking. ‘That was a clever dodge, tipping the guard twice to insure his identifica- tion,” I muttered. Ge Motor=Bus by Bertram lebhar He appeared to be about thirty-five, was evidently.an American, and would have been handsome if it had not been for a certain sinister expression which rendered his face unprepossessing de- spite the regularity of the features. Edwards, who prided himself upon his ability to size up a man’s character from his physiognomy, decided that this man was crafty and cruel and not at all a companion to his taste. Began September Ancosy. Back numbers for sale at this office. CoOMmicbook CO