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---—* The Long Green Gaze A Cross Word Puzzle Mystery Byj Vincent Fuller (Continued from Yetterda>). They gave a simultaneous low whistle. “When did you see this per son last?" Burke asked. "Refore the funeral.'' Hardy was already leaving the room. “Get ’im quick, Hardy!" Burke yelled after him, and then turned to Soames. “Where did you find this, anyway? Sure you didn't make It yourself?" "Oh, no, sir, I wouldn't make it myself. I have no real reason to sus pect him, sir, other than this puzzle; that is, no reason that everybody doesn't Wave." “But where did you find this?" "I didn't find it myself, sir. I . didn't mean to Intimate that I did. The undertaker turned it over to me. He thought it very funny, or at least very odd. I was helping him remove the "flowers, sir, and it was under the last of the flowers—on the coffin!" But Burke was already slamming the door behind him as he followed Hardy In the search. CHAPTER VIII. .Capture. Ed Howell, attorney-at-law, ^ a shrewd fellow’ club member and busi ness friend of Grant Fowler, parked his Duesenlierg roadster on the drive way opposite tlte front steps of the Dunseath house and crossed the drive. As he reached the steps. In- paused a moment to look down through the twilight readies of the old orchard. Two dim figures were vaulting the fence. Was there a third figure father on? He could not he sure. Be sides, it was none of his business. Then the two pursuing figures dis solved into the evening shadow. Shrugging his shoulders, Howell mounted the steps, and peered into the dim light of the hall. His hand reached for the doorbell, but, as ho caught sight of the old huge brass knocker, shifted to it. “Might as well let ’em know I'm coming." he said to himself, as he manipulated it with energy. In a moment, Soames was tunning dowm the hall to throw the. door wide and look oblique disap proval at the carelessly good-looking individual who confronted hint. “May 1 ask what you wish?" Soames be gan icily. Howell waited for no further wel come, but pushed his way into the hall. “I’m E. H. Howell, Jr.." he ex i---;-v Europe ! ••Day by Day V_J By O. O. M’INTYRE. Paris, April 3.—Jed Klley, one of the cabaret kings of Montmartre, an American and friend of the prince of : Wales, dropped around today to take ' me to see one of the most unusual human beings I have ever encoun tered. His name is Jim Elroy. He is 3* years old and was born at Black pool, England. Elroy Is armless. At the age of 5 i his clothes caught fire and amputa- i lion of both arms at the sockets was i necessary. He does almost anything you and I do with our hands with his l’cet. They are encased in a sort of glove. We sat at a table. He wears shoes that are slipped off easily. His right leg is more agile and he uses it most. You have no sense of ‘ physical deformity. He makes ges- \ tureslwlth his right foot as naturally ( and gracefully as we do with our , right hand. , He poured a glass of light wine into his glass, sipped it. Then took a box of matches, opened it, lit his cigaret and smoked. Patrons a few tables away were not conscious of some thing unusual. He dresses himself as quickly as men with hands, even to Luttonlng hls collor and tying his necktie. He keeps his money in his shoes and can tell the denominations of various English coins by the touch. For five years he was a jeweler’s en graver and ho writes a beautiful stroke with either foot. He has great strength. t He asked me to try to bend the tin cap of a pottle With the fingers of IxJth hands. I failed. He put it be tween the great toe and next one and nrushed it together easily. Eiroy is far above the average In intelligence. He speaks English, German, French and Italian fluently. When he lost his arms, he lost his sense of balance, and It required three years of patient effort to learn to walk again. He believes there is no physical disability that cannot he overcome. When we_ departed he reached up to tM hat rack, selected his hat and clapped it to his head with no apparent effort. The pastry queen of Paris Is pic turesque. Her throne Is in marble or in wood, ornate with moulding and stands on a tessellated floor. She doee not touch the pastry. Thle office i* left to an Inferior who Is adept in the art of wrapping eclairs, eavarlns and rellgieuses in papers Just two ■lzes too small. The pastry shops aye tiny and the wails are shining nilr rors. » Jay Gould, the young New York setor—not tlie millionaire—is in Paris with his bride, the beautiful Lorraine Manvllle. Their romance began in a play In which they were featured. We * had lunch with them today. Jay looks thin and drawn aa the result of the pilza fight scene eight times a week in which he received a clout on the Jaw that would send almost any husky to dreamland. I gather that Jay is through with the stage. He is a finished actor, hut not the type to be hypnotized by public plaudits. My trunks are packed and in a few hours I leave Paris to sail in the Olympic from Cherbourg. 1 have never left Paris with less regret. 1 find a marked change in attitude to ward Americans. We have become the prey of the shopkeepers. There Is a (hocking lack of that friendly warmth that used to make Paris one of the most hospitable cities In the world. Any number of people have come here to spend several weeks and remained only a few. days. They are going on to Brussels, Berlin, Rome and Venice. Three times this morn Ing I discovered deliberate grafting In settling accounts. My ususlly pin eld temper has soured. As ( write this, the line of servants who haw been generously tipped are walling nut Id the hall to pounce upon me. T am determined not to give them an other SOU. But I wouldn't bet o|| |l For I happen to lie Juki wiml they think I sm—a ptlzs American sap. - plained as he brushed past Soames. "Here's niv card. I'm counsel for Mr. Grant Fowler, ami I’ve run out to look over the ground and to give a, message to Miss Helen Barr. You will tell her I'm here, please.” AVith that he tossed his list, muffler, and coat Into the arms of the scandalized Soa files. "Don't stand there staring," Howell, continued. "Go tell Miss Barr I'm here, and that I want to see her. She'll want to see me, too." __ Soames jerked into life. The ex pression of iltsllke on his cfae did not alter as he crossed to the library to call Helen. "Miss Barr, there's a gentleman—If he can be called such —out there to see you. If you don't wish to sec him, l shall Ite happy >to dismiss him. Very happy. Indeed, Miss Barr. A lawyer, he calls him self, and Bays Mr. Fowler is his client, and he has a message for you. His name is Howell. Here's his card.” Helen, as first worried and an noyed, jumped eagerly to her feet at the mention of Grant’s name, and ran out Into the hall. "I'm Helen Barr,” she cried, /‘and oh, tell me how Grant is!” Howell's eyes had widened percepti bly as he saw Helen—the tertse beauty of her face, and the trouble in her dark luminous eyes. “Let's go Into some room where we ceil be alone,” he began. "The music room.” she proposed. "Everybody's likely to come Into the ltbrarj "Now. there's nothing to worry about, Miss Barr," Howell told her when they had sat down In a corner. “Mr. Fowler is to be held over for a fewr days, but there’s nothing except circumstantial evidence, and circum stantial is my meat! I'll have him out all right. Listen: the chemists haven't found a trace of poison in that jade jar.” Ho did not go on to state what the morning papers were to report; that the fire In the ashes of which It lmd been found, might, according to the chemist, have dis posed of all trace of the poison. If there had been any; a fact which would make It harder not only to In criminate Grant, but also to clear him. But in failing to mention this, Howell was only running true to form. Winning difficult, criminal eases was part of that form, and re assuring distressed and charming women was the rest of it. And so he proceeded, for some minutes, In his attempt to restore quiet and confi dence to the distraught face so near Ills own. "You see, he's only been held over for grand jury, Miss Barr. Then the authorities will trot out their two little bits of circumstantial . evidence—If they're still holding to gether by that time, and attempt to have Grant indicted and held for a regular trial. Grand jury meets soon, but I may be able to get him out on ball before then. Meanwhile, I want you to keep your eyes open and let me know what you know, and we’ll be out under the blue sky quick enough.” "There's a little that I know al ready,” she told him. “I don't know how; much good It is, and maybe you'd better not waste too much time on It.” Then she told him of the theft of the jewel and of the cross word puzzle Minty had shown to Ttose and herself as they canie luck from the funeral. “The puzzle may mean nothing In itself, and I don’t sup pose the person who wrote it had much to go on, but still, 1 think Chalfonte ought to be watched.” "Yes, or maybe this Hindu friend of his. Giant's given nje some of the dope on him. He'll probably bear a little examination. The wav be acted at dinner on Thanksgiving Eve, and the theft of this emerald. . . . Oh, there’s not a question of doubt, • now, that we ll clear firant. By the 1 way, I want to see the detectives be fore 1 go,”. "I think you can, all right. They're around tile house somewhere. Though come to think of It, not long before you came Burke and Hardy started outdoors on a run. Something's up. I don't know what.” "Depend on it. then, something's about to break, T saw several Indi cations of that before I came into the house. Two Indications, at least, and maybe three—down in the or cha rd.” As they reached the hall, Burke and Hardy appeared with Ghopal struggling between them, his eyes di lated with a look of fear and hyster ical anger. He no longer looked the part of a prince of upper India, ltather he was a fanatical, twisting ■ bundle of coppery flesh, his English all forgotten, as he poured forth a stream of cascading, incomprehensible words, which, from their very speed of utterance, would have been beyond understanding In any tongue. "I don’t get the make of the our,” Howell observed to Helen, "but It's sure traveling on high. If words could kill, there'd 1>e a whole massacre here right now.” The noise brought the rest of the party from various rooms Chalfonte, who had gone upstairs, appeared on the landing, then came quickly down. "What has happened, Ghopal?" he asked. Ghopal looked at him beseechingly, and poured fortli a new stream ot sounds. "Not so fast Ghopal," Chat fonts tariff'd. * i can't understand when he goes so fast," he explained to the company. “I'm none too good when he goes slow." But Gho|>al seemed to have had his English shaken wholly out of his system by the events he had Just passed through. "Brand back, all ef yea " Burke or | dered. “We re going to shake this thing down right here, or I'll know the reason why. ’ Still struggling. Ohopil was borne Into the drawtng room and forced Into a chair. There he sat, still running on in his native tongue. Hardy slipped on handcuffs “But what's lhi,s all about. Ghopal?' Chalfonte tried to Inquire With a final splutter of unintelligible sounds tihopal rslapsed Into a resigned huddle of flesh, his head sunk upon Ills breast. "Where d you get him, Mr. Burke'.' ' Ted asked, "He was walking on the lawn, down at one side, when we came up," Burke explained. "Hardy and I came up and put him under arrest. At first he was coming right along. hut when Hardy here, said something about the emerald and where was it, the Hindu snipped together like a jack knife and jumped clean away from us. and started heating it through the orchard. We lit out after him—but I.oril, how ti'at guy rould run! He’d have dean got away from us if lie hadn’t tripped and fallen. Then «r brought him along back and all the time he »«' taring like man He's skinny but ho a tough. 1 <1 have laid him out half a dor.en time* only we want him to talk. 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