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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES. TUESDAY, AUGUST 28, 1928 * Miss Brows Wis probably made of steraer stuf than was suggested Wy her mild and, ia its way, kind- 1y demeanor--sterner stuff, perhaps, herself realized. She slept HR night in her little room 's Market, preparad her t a3 wsual the mext morn- lag an eo her punctual appear- ce la tehall. Her return to or duties was marked by mothing tLe way of enthusiastic greet- or congratulations. Dessiter ply looked up from his desk, her to her place, and smil- ed, The smile itself, however was § very rare occurrence. "Well dore, Miss Brown," he sald, turning back to his letters. "Yeu managed that excellently. Miss Drown divested herself of her coat and hat, arranged ber hair by guess work and walked on alr to her seat. She felt as though ono of the great ones of the world had stooped down from some high place to pat her on the back and 'oveiwhelm her with congratula- tions, She knew that her h een carried out faithfully and {ntelligently, and that one laconic entence of appreciation had get all m blood tingling and filled her with a great and holy satisfaction with life and things in general. Des- siter finished his letter and turned round In his place. "Plenty of more work ahead of us, Miss Brown," he remarked, "I'm very glad to her it, she yoplied. "May I ask a question?" He nodded, So long as it isn't an indiscreet instructions "About Lady Hannerton?" Dessiter stretched out his hand toward the box of cigarettes, which never far from his elbow, sel- cted one and lit it, ' "She ought to he shot," he sald, "We're the sort of country though that doesn't go in for that sort of thing. Our new establishment de- ends virtually upon an understand- ng with the authorities that we are not to press for the more rigorous snalties. That's why I worked so ard to get the reservists back un- der military discipline, It's a jonny business, anyhow. Lady Hannerton will be playing trente et quarante at Monte Carlo tomorrow night, She is on her way now." Miss Brown breathed a little sigh of relief, #8he was quite kind to me in her way," she explained, 'and I felt--- well, it was the first time, you now, that I had done that sort of work--1I felt rather a sneak," Dessiter looked at her for a mo- ment curiously through the wreaths of cigarette smoke. #'¥es, I suppose you would," he remarked, "That's what makes you such 8 perfect pgent for certain odd enterprises. But it makes me doubt very much whether you would suc- eoed In the profession generally, "How soon do you think anything will happen?" Miss Brown asked. "Not for a week or a fortnight, st any rate," Dessiter replied. "By the bye, during that time I may be here or I may not. Coms and go at your ususl time and you will find every morping upon your desk all' the work you ean get through. For instance, there's a day's work there pow. The lists that are to be ecop- fed must be sealed and handed over by you to a representative from X. Y. 0., Scotland Yard, who will come when you telephone for him." "What am I to say if there are any callers." "There will be none. You must remember that this block of Gov- ernment Buildings finishes on the seventh floor, These rooms have po recognized existence, Our telepaone is a separate line, and you won't find the name of 'Mr, John Glyde' In the book. There are two commiss- fonaires on duty night and day on the seventh floor, where the eleva- tor and staircase end, and no ope allowed to ascend higher unless y have a pass from X. Y. O,, tland Yard, or the War Office, You have your key of the door?" iss Brown showed it to him, pttached to a chain which went round her peck. "Mergen and his wife live up here. That is all. They'll keep the rooms tidy and Mrs. Mergen would ook a meal if you wanted one. Deal with any emergency that may oc- eur according to your discretion." Wu ik a though Jos were g0- Away for some ," Miss Bros: remarked. . "M7; movements are uncertain" Dessiter answered. "I am going out now. I may be back later in the day ps mot for two or three days. [shall leave no address--not oven for you." He made his way through the door which communicaied with his apartment and Miss Brown upon her pile of letters. he reappeared in about half hour, with interest bertson Square. I shouldn't have recognized you." "My youthful experience in thea- tricals helps," he remarked. "I was taught then to make up psychologi- cally rather than with the ald of Clarkson. However, I'm going out by the back way and step into a closed motorcar." "I wonder where you're going?" she murmured, a little wistfully, "As a matter of fact, Miss Brown, 1 don't mind telling you," he confid- ed --"it isn't a dead secret any- how--I'm going to meet the two representatives of XY0 from Scot- land Yard and the War Office across at Downing street, and we're going to have a little friendly chat with the Prime Minister. There are just one or two little things 1've kept back until the right moment. Queer fellows, these paliticans. Spring your information upon them all at once and they think you've got a bee in your bonnet, Give it to them piecemeal and hasitating- ly, and they believe you, Au revoir, Miss Brown." "Au revoir, Mr. John Glyde." The mysterious chief of XYO lingered for a moment upon the threshold, a distinguished and hand- some elderly gentleman, dressed in the most correct of town cloth Dessiter had always worn tweeds-- and with a slight limp which neces- sitated his leaning occasionally up- on a rubber-shod stick--a limp which seemed to proc'aim itself somehow as proceeding from an old wound, "Miss Brown," he sald, with some difidence. "Yes, Mr. Glyde," she answered turning around. "Have you that money?" She laughed softly. Not a twentieth part of it." "If IT might make the suggestion without offense," he continued, *'es- pecially now as you are freed from any anxiety as regards your future income, why not spend some of it upon clothes?" Miss Brown's blue eyes opened a little wider. She glanced at her hat and mackintosh hanging up in a corner, remembered the shininess of one sleeve of her frock, was acute ly cdnsclous of the patch upon her shoe, "Clothes?" she repeated, Clothes," he said firmly--"hats, coats, frocks, You've got the money." ~'Somehow or other," she falter- ed, , I always looked upon that money as being for an emergency." "The emergency has arrived," he insisted, "See to it, Miss Brown-- some time today, Good-by!" He departed, closing the door af- ter him, spent all repeated itself, The price of coal soared, shares in all the great in- dustrials and textiles dropped, all sorts of contradictory reports were floating around, but tha chief ecen- tre of Interest was the rallways. This was the first time a strike Lad been planned and organized ex- tirely at the dictates of the Com- munist Party, without Initiation from, with scarcely the indorsement Lof the trades unions. Malakofi's opera was produced with great success, and Malakoff himself was acclaimed to the echo, To the one or two Interviewers, however, who forsook the subject of music and endeavored to obtain his views upon the industrial situa- tion, he was dumb , "I was a politician in my own country," he sald, "and my opinions apd convictions are well known. Here, I am a guest and I have no- thing to say." It was a statement which produe- ed a smile among certain officials of Whitehall and Scotland Yard, who had become accurately Inform- & of various of Malakolf's activi- es, In the midst of it all, Frances came up to London. Miss Brown found her entering the flat one evening as she herself returned from Whitehall, "No telling how long there'll be petrol or coal to earry us any- where," Frances anpouncad, "so I thought I'd come up and have 2 fina] fling. But heavens, what's hap- pened to you Edith? Turn round. A pew fur coat, and what a pretty one--and hat, too!-----and g new frock underneath! Wky, child, have you any idea how attractive you are looking?" Miss Brown flushed as she slip- ped off her coat and little pull-over hat, and stooped to light the stove. "I don't know why I'd let myself get so shabby," ghe said. "Even my employer hinted that it was time I bought some clothes, so I did." "Ar employer who takes an in- terest in one's clothes," Frances re- marked as she lit a cigarefte, "be- comes at once interesting. Give me a full description of Mr. John Glyde." "I've told you all about him al- . | ready," Miss Brown reminded her. foto John Glyde emphasized. Witk extraor- little help from artificial Ro one in the world would she older man of languid appear- ance who walked with a slight verdict, Miss Brown?" he ure quite wondertul," him. "You haven't a you're mot made up, there As- m't anything about you to attract would the man I "He's elderly, very stern and yet quite kind. He's absolutely indiffer- ent to women, and I am quite sure he would never have noticed my clothes but for the fact that I am in a government office. My shoes were patched, my dress was shiny and the fur of that old coat of mine was in a disgraceful! state." Frances contemplated her friend for 2 moment or two in silence. "Well, I daresay that's all right," she said. "You seem to be taking a great deal more interest in life late- ly--and you've changed somehow. I suppose you really are pretty, Edith, in your way, dainty figure, nice voice--"' a "Please be guiet" ~™° #It's really rather a blow to me," couch ip Lom-" Frances went on. "I always used to During the next few days history | consider myself the more attractive when we went out together, I'm not) so sure of it now." ' "Don't be an idiot!" Miss Brawn) exclaime. "Who ever would look at) an insignificant little thing like me when you are about, with that heau-| titul figure of yours and your love. ly features?" | "Don't seem to do me any good." Frances sighed. "All the hopeless sort of men seem to take a faney| to me * ¢ * Lend me six pence for a bath, Edith." | She started the geyser and stroll. ing back again began to divest her- self of her clothes. : "A young farmer down at Mea- dowley," she recounted, "comes in smelling of cows, red-faceq and burley, taps his leggings all the time with an ash stick and can't think of anything to say--he's one of my admirers, If T married him I should have to do my own work in a small, ugly farmhouse. I'm not sure that I shouldn't have to do the washing, too, And as for the other domestic detalls---" "Pléase don't...." Miss Brown interrupted. | "All right," Frances agreed, reaching up for her dressing gown. "Then there's Mr. Noel Frankland,! a married man without education, whose chief feeling for me was a, feverish desire to get me to pay a fleeting visit with him to same sea~ side resort--an incident in his life, like his bottle of wine or a new box of cigars." "Well, thank goodness you won't see anything of Mr, Noel Frankland this time," Miss Brown declared. "He wouldn't dare to be seen dane- ing just now." "Mr, Noel Frankland is a forgot- ten dream," Frances acknowledged, "All the same, it is rather thrill. ing to think that T might perhaps have been a Charlotte Corday, have marched through the street: by his side, waving a banner, uncrowned Queen of the revolution!" "There's Mr, Paul," Misg Brown ventured, Frances was silent, her sponge and towel, Yes," she admitted, thore's Mr. Paul, Another instance of my bad luck, Anybody could fall in love with Mr, Paul, and there be is, the dear boy, without a penny In the world and a family to support * * * Come and feteh me out, Edith, if I stew too long." Migs Brown, after a little hesila tion, produced from her wardrole and slipred on one of her two new evening gowns, black, very simple hut very attractive. She grransed her hair with her nsugl deifheration, made a careful selection from am- ong her new stock of shoes and stockings and finally lacked gt her. self in the glass, The color flush- {ed delpately to her cheeks Per- haps Frances was right, Perhaps, after all, she was not sn utterly un- attractive. And yet, what was the good of it? She was lookirz per- haps better than she had ever look- ed in her life--for what purpose? Mr, Paul would have no eyes [ur anybody but Frances; the casual admiration of strangers meant ro- thing to her, The person who had incited her to this extravagance was never likely to gee its results, She turned away from the glass with a little sigh, to find Frances watching her with a smile, halt surprised, half quizziecal, "Not keeping any secrets from me, are you, Edith?" "Of course I am not, Why?" I was just wondering for whose sake this transformation was," she observed. "I must say you do things thoroughly when you're shout it. Just a touch of my lipstick apd you'd look like a demure but not unapproachable little mannequin," "I should hate to uss lipstick al- most as much 'as I should hate to look like 8 mannequin," Miss Brown replied quietly, I had to have 2 new frock. I am sure even you will admit that, I hope you think it's all right." "I think it's ops of the prettiest I ever saw," Frances assured her, sitting down and beginning to brush her hair. "All the same 1 can't help thinking there's something behind it all. T hope it isn't Mr. Raul." Miss Brown took up the evening paper. "Please hurry," she begged. "I had lunch at 1 o'clock, and I was too busy for tea." They found the little restaurant only moderately well filled. Paul, who had been standing in ap attl- tude of listless dejection exchang- ing a few remarks with a habitue of the place, glanced up at their entrance and was across the room in half a dozen strides His ex- pression was transformed. For the first moment he scarcely seemed to see Miss Brown in her pew frock. His eyes shone as he looked at Frances. Then he raised his finger to his lips. "It is wonderful to gee you-- both," he added rapidly, turning to exchange greetings with Miss Brown. "It is a great , and £0 unexpected." | He led them to a table. t "It is an excellent night that you choose to come," he continued. "I bought some very good pheasants this morning, quite cheap, and there is some soup which is tolerable. Excuse me while I hand in your order. Miss Brown looked after his de- parting figure and sighed. "The first man who has seen me is my pew frock didn't even motice "And I don't think you cared much whether he did or not." Miss Brown crumbled a roll be- tween her fingers. ' "I am only human." she murmur of, "and I like Mr. Paul" ~ She took up L aponaibility i I i a "7 am very human indeed," Fran ces observed, her eves fixed in plea- sant anticipation upon the waiter who hy Ahptoashing, with 1 aper upon a a an e jhim, 1 am quite sure, better than iyou do." To Be Continued Tomorrow VANCOUVER POLICE INQUIRY FINDING Force Demoralized for Many Reasons, Com. missioner Reports Vancouver, BC, Aug. 28----'TIt should be stated here that the Van- couver police force has recently been demoralized for many reasons, the chief of which appears to be the fact that the mayor of the city (Louis D. Taylor) was elected by a major- ity of 8,000 votes on a policy which has been termed "an open policy." R. S. Lennie, commissioner, who inves- tigated charges against the city po- lice force, stated in his report to the City Council recently. The com- missioner did not make any recom- mendations, pointing out that the re- or action rested on the ty Council. "A summary of some of the evi- dence shows that in addition to the mayor's so-called open policy, which ble, there are many other reasons contributing to the demoralization and inefficiency of the force," the report states, In connection with charges that members of the force had received bribes from gamblers, the commis. sioner states: "I am forced to the conclusion that whatever disposition may have been made of any so-called protection money as among Chinese is said to be at the 'root' of the trou- |p, any member of the police force or the mayor of the city." In referring to the charges of Frank Casisa, admitted operator of disorder ly houses, that he had made regular Rayients to Detective-Sergt. George cLaughlin and Detective McGregor for protection, the commissioner found the charges "unsupportable." Inefficienc 3 4 Commissioner Lennie pointed out that the reduction of charges by of- ficers consulting the police court prosecutor contributed to the ineffici- ency of the force, as did also the withdrawal of charges when arrest- ing officers were convinced that they had sufficient evidence to convict. The acceptance of bribes and the failure of the offijcers to report the offered bribe to the police court prosecutor, and the failure of the chief of police to report to the police commissioner instances of the mayor giving instruc tions in regard to the law enforce- ment were also unfavorably com- mented upon, Commissioner Lennie recommended that the board of police commission- ers should consist of a judge of the Supreme Court, the police magistrate of the city, the mayor of the city, and at least two outstanding citizens, As an alternative he recommended that the cc ission be elected GREATEST WHEAT EXPORTER (Farmer's Advocate) The old adage about shipping coals to Newcastle has a modern counter- art in the shipmemt of about $5,000,- 00 worth of Canadian wheat to Rus- sia, which went forward from Mon- treal recently, Before the war Canada's greatest competitor in the wheat markets of the world was Russia, but conditions ave so changed that not only is Canada now the world's greatest wheat exporter, but she is actually shipping wheat to Russia. 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