isguise, a disguise which, apparently, had consisted of nothing
but a black moustache and bushy eyebrows. And Abrahamson had promised
to wire him if he did remember. The "here" meant it was in Furmville that
he had seen the moustached man.
He went to the telegraph desk and wrote out a message:
"Mr. Frank Abrahamson, 329 College Street,
Furmville, N. C.
"Silence.
(Signed) "Braceway."
"One-word telegrams!" he smiled grimly. "Thrifty fellows, these chosen
people."
He found the telephone booths and called up Golson.
"Got anything from Baltimore?" he inquired.
"Just been talking to Delaney on long-distance," Golson answered without
enthusiasm.
"Well! What is it?"
"Your man gave him the slip a quarter of an hour ago, and he wants----"
"Gave him the slip!" shouted Braceway. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't like it any more than you do," snapped Golson. "But that's what
happened: gave him the slip."
"How?"
"I didn't get that exactly. Delaney merely said he lost him in the hotel.
Your man was evidently waiting there for a message or phone call. If he
received it, Delaney was fooled. Anyway, he's gone now; and Delaney wants
to know what he's to do. What'll I tell him?"
"Tell him to go to hell!" Braceway said hotly. "No! Tell him to go back
to Eidstein's and wait there until Morley shows up. That's his only
chance to pick him up again."
"O.K.," growled Golson.
"Say! Put somebody on the job of watching for the incoming trains from
Baltimore, will you? Right away?"
"Platt's just come into the office. I'll send him to the station at
once."
"What time did Delaney lose sight of Morley?"
"Twelve forty-five."
Braceway hung up the receiver and looked at his watch. It was ten minutes
past one. He had fifty minutes to kill before keeping an appointment he
had made with Major Ross, chief of the Washington police.
After a quick lunch, he strolled over to the news-stand and picked up the
early edition of an afternoon paper.
The first headlines he saw were:
STOLEN GEMS FOUND
IN SUSPECT'S YARD
Under these lines was a dispatch from Furmville giving the information
that plain-clothes men of the Furmville police force had discovered the
emerald-and-diamond lavalliere worn by Mrs. Enid Fulton Withers the night
she was murdered. The jewelry had been found in the yard of the house
where Perry Carpenter had lived. The lavaliere was concealed in tall
grass immediately
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