Evening Star Newspaper, June 26, 1929, Page 22

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The Treasure House of Martin Hews (Conflnu?d From Yesterday's Star.) \ro\led chair. Mal. Owston, who tells ‘the story. i soldier of Tortne who has been hifed ns Hews' bodyguard. On his firs. night there the house is attacked by a dangerous gani of London thieves under the leadership of Hews' chief enemy, an arch-criminal named Joseph. _The purpose of the attack is to earry off a girl named Rachel who is in ansion under Hews' protection. Under Owston's leadership the attack is repulsed. en the police arrive they find that Hews' ‘Miles, has been shot in the back ; "y Ihey do'not know that Martin shot. meting out the death Denalty because’ Miles had soid plans of the house and its Clectrical defenses to .um- the police have said they will have 0 Maj. Owston goes To b room. He is Awakened f5 the middie of e nich Hy'® Beatrice. Bssiter, Hews' 0 informs him thal the ‘whole lant has been put out of com- he fears for her uncle’s safety. Busion foliows her to her uncle's library and forces his way in. There he sees Mar tin ews at his desk in deadly fright. ~Th police “inspector'. masked, is Watchin over Rim ® A”Second man in police uniform is cuiting & painting by Corresio from a frame. A third_is examining exquisite pink pearl. Two ‘largé bags have been filled Rith ‘precious ‘stones. Rachel s seated on | » divan coolly smoking & cisarette, Whe butler, ki SIXTH INSTALLMENT. Y entrance had been so noise- less that I had time to take all this in before I was ob- served, and there is no_ doubt | whatever that if I had been anything’ but a fool I should have stepped softly back and ‘waited for the result of the alarm that Beatrice Essiter had no doubt already given. Before I had fully realized the situation, | however, Rachel saw me. Her great eyes | glowed across the room, and meh cigarette fell from her fingers.. For what reason I could not at that moment surmise, in the act of scream- ing out, she seemed to change her mind, and stifled the ery in her ihroat. Her start, however, had been sufficient. The man who was examining the pearl looked quickly up, swung round and faced me. I covered him at once. “Hands up! Both of you!” I cried. *Quick!"” The man who had been cutting the Corregio from the frame obeyed. The nearer one hestitated. I could see the wicked flash of his eyes as gxz dropped the pearl from his long, skinny fingers, and ducked. His hand was on its way towards his hip-pocket, with the other man to look I dared not hesitate a I shot at his legs, and although I missed them the first time, the second bullet must have broken his kneecap, for he went spinning round and the the gun slid out of his hand on to the carpet. The other man had crept @ step nearer to me, but his hands were nm upraised. I had him covered again while his companion lay writhing upon the carpet. *Shoot - hl.m, you fool!” the latter shouted. “Take a risk, can't you?” “Gun’s in my helmet upon the table,” | the man spat out. “Kick me yours.” The wounded man made an effort to roll over, but stopped at the sound of my voice. “Touch the gun, and you're a dead man” I warned him. “Keep your hands up, you there!” ‘What followed seemed to me at thlt moment, as it has done many times ll.m:eu the sm‘estt part of the ‘whalz amazipg episode. was beginning to, fhink that I had won my oy thrsugh| and was master of the situation. The to reach his gun. The tanding obediently well away from the table, with his hands and, according to his unarmed. Then suddenly I heard Rwhel: voice—a hoarse, "lonk out, you Idlotl Look out, be- hind the curtains! Even as she shouted, I remembered the third man at the far end of the Toom. His chair was vacant. tin ' Hews, ungarded, was leaning forward across the table, his face distorted with. mingled rage and fear and a miniature automatic, with a specially made butt, clenched in his hand. The man who had been guarding him had disappeard, but Rachel’s cry had disclosed his plan. ‘The whole of the left-hand side of the , Toom between the two doors was hung with magnificent tapestry, towards ‘which she had pointed. I saw the bulge in it grow nearer every moment as the pseudo-inspector crept up towards me. About three yards from where he now was came a parting in the tapestry. I watched it with burning eyes, watched for the glitter of a gun, expecting to see ity through at any moment. ‘With it al , 1 realized another imminent source of danger. man who had been cutting from the frame, and I ing closer and closer. The mln w}th his hands up, who had alre: :nlklng gestures, called over his shoul- er. “Give me that gun, you little devil!” Rachel made no movement. It was hard work -to watch everything, but the bulge was still more than the length of man’s arm from the parting, and I allowed myself one glance at Rachel’s face. I caught only a glimpse Qf it, but it was enough to tell me that far as she was concerned I was safe. your own gun, you clumsy bun- gler!” she shouted. “Calling me names, too! Three of you against one man, and | hima toff! I wonder what Joe would say | to the mucking lot of you? Watch the bulge, guvnor.” | | | By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM conmlm 1920, by North Amer- can Newspaper Alliance_ and ‘Hatrnpomln Newspaper Serv- ing his opportunity, leaped forward the moment he was uncovered, but mn a second there was the spit of a shot from behind him, and he staggered round to fall with a sickening crash up- on the carpet. Martin Hews, steering his chair belu',flully between the bodies of the two wounded men, drew up at my side, also covering the partition in the tapestry. We waited breathlessly! The man in hiding was evidently hit, for there was no movement, and no sound but his groans, “Don’t trust any of them, sir,” I shouted. “Keep your hands upon you The man on the floor's coming Martjn Hews smiled, ‘Throughout the whole of my somewhat tangled memories of that scene, I remember his smile. There was ugly humor, there was blood lust, there was ferocity, all there. fl"well spoken, my gallant major! erle THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, at me with & crooked from this moment. Little lady on the divan, we will find you a prince for a sweetheart, not a gutters: She had slipped to her feet, Her air was one of bravado, but I think that even then she began to realize what she had done, that she had. turned against her people, that she would probably never again dare to show herself in her old haunts. Perhaps she knew. At any rate, she shrugged her shoulders and viped the cigarette ash from her sleeve, ‘They fight dirty,” she L, “They've got what was coming to them. the panting of men running, and we knew that our ordeal was over. Minchin was first into the room, followed pell- mell by Huhtley and Grateson. In the background I caught @ glimpse of Beatrice Essiter, and all the chill il humor had gone from her face, and her eyes were glowing with a great relicf. ‘The three members of the gang whom we handed over to the police were duly committed for trial, and things pro- ceeded uneventfully at Breezeley Man- sion until one evening I found Rachel unceremoniously curled up in the easy- chair in my apartment. “Hullo, young lady! Who gave you permission to come in here?” I asked She leaned over, struck a match, and lit a fresh cigarette. “I've had a quarter of an hour with the old ogre,” she confided, “and I've given. my—what is. it. you soldlers call it?>—parole. I've promised not to at- tempt to wander back home on my lone- some. I'm going to wait until Jo comes for me.” . “Well, he came for you the other eminded her, “and you are She !oflud little sm! “'m-n nke & man—that speech,” she said reproachfully. “I lhfluldn". have been here if T'd let Ned M you.” I hastened to apol “Quite right, youn " I admitted. o e tet aenst toshy thiat, 'Jahy sporting effort of yours it was. Don't think I've forgotten it. I haven't, and I'm never likely to.” “Then be a bit more pally,” she beg~ ged. “I'm for the gang, of course, and my own boys, but I can't stand “dirty fighting. Besides, it was Ned's fault, really. They'd had you all for mugs, with thelr sham uniforms and ambu- lauc ; they'd got our wounded Ys aw! nd all the swag they were told to collect and yet he must stay for that plct\lre 1 bet he'll cop it when he gets out.” “I don’t think that will troyble him much,” I remarked. “He'll seven years at least, even if they make it manslaughter, and I don't (hln.k Joseph will be at the prison gate then to meet him—not outside, at any rate.” “He'll get something extra, I dare say,” she reflected, “for personating the police. A bit green you folks were, you know. I knew those wemn. cops the moment I set eyes on them.” “I dare say you've a larger experience of the force,” I retorted. “Besides, you must remember we were all pretty well done in and dazed, and_ we were ex- pecting the police. May I ask for how long you're going to give me the pleasure of your company? I have some letters to write.” She settled herself down a little more comfortably. am going to stay just as long as 1d ‘been letters,” I decided, filling my pipe -nd dnvln(up a chair, “You can stay and cocktall with me, if you llkn" pal to talk to I want,” miling at me graciously. -m l.mrel Jot of things I want to know. How many of the gang had to be sent to the hospital?” “We don't know ourselves” I ex- plained. “When the sham inspector and police came and made such idiots of us, Ihey brought an ambulance of their own and took away all the wounded. No one on our side was seriously hurt except poor Jenkins, the electrician, and Miles.” &rvu the butler right,” she re- marked comphcently “He was the man who squealed.” “You can't be sure of that,” I remon- strat “I jolly well am!” she contradicted. “Why, I've seen him with his old soapy face down our way when the gang was meeting time after time. 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