Evening Star Newspaper, July 12, 1929, Page 19

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The Treasure House of Martin Hews eding Installments. -guard to Martin wiess methods ‘made him many Beatrice Essiter, dnaped by one lender of & eals to his otland Yard 1 which she th (Continued From Yesterday's Star)_ TWENTY-SECOND INSTALLMENT. UDDENLY the telephone-bell s d_again. ! nurmured. “Some- e up! Don't go . Owston, will t extension in asked a polite Tnspector Bloor distinet, with its n went on: you'r n Hews' eem to 1 am told, haunting Jermondsey and Shore- I dare be at a the AR R me about your you the other major, and I e peaked and rry so much, cult some- see him confided 1sual, you o well that ir_sardonic e I'm h speakir Joseph Bloor re- ce vou down here. Polly along this Joseph, of i tul \though 1 kn it I can't im: g the very long, e there and was 1 fore danc le of that it to have Bloor promised. ce. Then voice, only it contained e more ng it to him Good-by.” was broken. We sat In Leopold's ned from to occupy my atter demanded a_ few “Don’t though that y return to her e are a few g the liberty over at my leisure, le plan here—very r mind that now have to have vou about the club, y." he asked, a bottle of tened " Mr. Leopold re- licious gleam in his lifted it up There A pured them and held it to sort of coating e of the bottle. into a whistle. depriving you of but for the bottle, him away. le man shouted ou'd open the'bottle and drink 7e left the room the door of which my companion locked on the outside. “Aren’t 1 going to be allowed in my 22" Mr. Leopold asked angrily. | tomorrow.” the inspector lv. T am treating you | e are several documents | tt that demand a lanation. Until to- ome whisper of trouble had v ihe club was almost deserted 1" 1 reminded Bloor, as we turned tward, “he is certain to have a . My e “Precise “I am hoping | that he ha > are several docus ments quite inexplicable to me. I have left them all. Tomorrow I shail which he takes the trouble to destroy. We walked homeward in a_slight le of rain. It must have been i when I opened my front door. “You'll come in and have a drink, Bloor.” 1 invited “I certainly will,” he assented. “For | a member of the committee of a club where a good deal of wine is consumed, Mr. Leopold was inclined to be in- hospitable, I'll admit that I am thirsty. I'm curious, too, to know if Joseph'’s last message meant anything 1 taring at a note, in Smart’s ndwriti wled on a _piece of r and stuck up against the wall tract my attention. young lady waiting in my sitting- room!” I exclaimed. *“Come along, inspector We tore up the stairs, and T threw open the door of the sitting-room. My ation was' one of disappint- ome one .1 turned on the switch and almost instantly that 5 sensation of disappointment into one of overwhelming horror, Bioor, on the other hand, never Jost his precence of mind for a moment. He literally sprang past me at the cheir with a knife all ready in his hand. What we had to face in that brief interval is utterly indescrible. It has passed into the chamber of horrors in the dark corners of my memory. A sob was tearing at my throat before I was able to be of any assistance to Bloor. Rachel was lying back in the chair, bound with ropes. Her eyes were open, but glazed and set with terror, and every particle of color had left iher cheeks and lips. But the rest of he The beautiful silky eyebrows of whicl she had been so proud—gone! Her rilky blue black hair, every shred, every pariicle—gone, She had the ap- pearance of a mummy. As we cut the rope, she fell limp into my arms. Bloor was already at the telephone. As s00n as he had put back the receiver, he hurried to the sideboard, came back with a glass of brandy, and forced some between her blue lips. A card "'i “Number 10, place | reply. By | E. PHILLIPS | OPPENHEIM ] , 1929, by North Amer- ORI Faber Allance. and Metronoilian Newsbaper 86rv- oo, | naturally. Bloor forced more brandy | between her lips. Eldon street,” she faltered. “She's there with him. they'll have moved by now, unless | you're quick. Number 10, Eldon street. | It's the other side of the river. Kill him—one of you, kill him, please.” “Eldon street,” Bloor repeated. “My men are within a 100 yards of there now.” He was at the telephone again, and she tried to creep away from me. leaned over and turned out the light. “They must have followed me here,” she sobbed. *“Your man let me in and | said I must wait for you. I sat here, |and I must have dozed, and, when I | woke up, there were two of them, and | there was a gag in my mouth.” | Presently Bloor, who had hurried out of the room at the sound of an auto- | mobile horn below, came back. “Carry her down, major,” he begged. ‘“ru wrap her up in something.” | He fetched a silk dressing-gown from | my room, and we carried her down the | stairs. Outside was a police ambulance, | A nurse waiting on the pavement. She | helped me to lay Rachel upon the stretcher and together they drove off Bloor and I once more mounted the stairs. and the first thing I did was to pick up from the floor the card that had been pinned upon her chest: JOSEPH AT HOME 10 Eldon street E C 4. INVITATION BY HAND COME WHEN YOU PLEASE “A foul business, major.” said Bloor. “The fellow a devil incarnate. Number 10, Eldon street—that's the district. My men are in there by now. “A lot of good that will do us.” I said bitterly. “You don't suppose he's walting there to hand out refresh- ments.” Bloor came over to my side and rested his hand upon my shoulder. “Pull yourself together, major,” he enjoined kindly. “Of course, it was a shock. I don't mind admitting I felt a bit squeamish myself. but in a month she’ll be singing again as hap- pily as ever. It was a brutal, foul thing to do, but—he killed the men who squealed. It's all in the game, major. She'll be well in a month.” “That child—that poor child!” T mut- tered. “You are right, Bloor, of course, but what she must have suffered!” “We are all put through it, now and then. What's that! Thunder?” There was a faint drizzling rain fall- ing. but not a breath of wind. I had been looking over the Green Park towards the river, and it seemed to me that a sudden flash of light had shot across the sk at it, there was a low, rumbling sound like a peal of thunder. For a moment or two we remained silent and without comprehension “Thunder!” T exclaimed. “And light- . too! But it couldn't have been lightning.” I stood at the window and listened Nothing_else happened. except that a dozen fire engines from Kensington came rushing past the park. Then at last the telephone tinkled. “Superintendent Cassells speaking.” “Inspector Bloor. Go ahead. “I took a small force down to the as- stance of our men and surrounded 2ldon street as directed. We broke into the house simultaneously from the back and front. A few minutes after we entered there was an explosion. There's very little left of the house, and the. next two are on fire.” “Any of eur men hurt?” “P. C. Harrison killed. Sergt. Rush left arm blown off—on his way to hos- pital. A few burns among the rest. Nothing cls “What was it? Dynamite?” “A timed machine. Some of us heard he hissing. Harrison. himself, gave the rm, and we just got clear. The house was deserted, sir, but it had been occu- pied within the last hour. Very lux- uriously furnished. Heaps of books and three sets of private wireless—all des- troved.” “Keep the uninjured men down there,” Bloor ordered. “Prepare a report room at 10 o'clocl “Very good, sir Bioor hung up the receiver. “If T can't get Joseph first,” he said fiercely, . “we'll smash the gang. I'm going to treat them rough.” I heard him with exultation. I knew perfectly well that, night or day, there would be no rest for me now until the day of reckoning between Joseph and myself had arrived. I made my plans for the following morning, but they were shattered be- fore I had finished breakfast. By 11 o'clock I was in the train, bound for Breezeley. Martin Hews' message al- lowed me no room for argument. I sent a note to Bloor, received an en- tirely favorable report from the hos- pital concerning Rachel, and started off on my dreary mission. 1 seemed fated to see Breezeley Man- slon under awesome conditions, and this morning was no exception. 1 hurried from the station and broke into a brisk run as soon as I had reached the old cinder-path, for there was no doubt whatever as to what was coming. There was one narrow cleft of clear sky between two great masses of pur- ple-black, sulphurous clouds. That shaft of light seemed. as I entered the and be in my tomorrow morning.” house. It stood out unnaturally clear in_its fantastic setting. The first peal of thunder sounded las the door swung inwards before me; the second as I passed into the up- stairs room. The lightning almost blinded me for a moment. Then the rumblings of fresh thunder began, and there was a moment's peace. ' The door was closed behind me and I ad- vanced toward the table, but at my accustomed chair I stopped short in amazement. It seemed impossible that this_cowering figure was Martin Hews. “Don’t look at me as though I had gone out of my mind,” he snapped. “This_house is a mass of electric wir- ing. We shall get no news, although I am expecting the most important telephone message of my life. - We shall probably have all our alarms and bells destroyed. Heaven knows what is go- ing to happen to us.” There was a flash of lightning, an- other crash of thunder, and his head disappeared between his convulsively twitching hands. “Owston,” he moaned, “you are see- ing me in one of my weakest moments. I hate thunder. I have hated it all my life, It brings evil, Already there is _trouble. Look!" His tiny forefinger shot out towards the wall.” ~Immedaitely opposite him was a small hlank space. 1 remember- ed well the pastel that hung there—a girl's face, a copy of a great master. 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