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THE RED SEAL By Natalie Sumner Lincoln . A Gripping, Baffling, Tantalizing Tale Gf Mystery (Copyright, 1920, by D. Appleton & Co.) (Copyright 1919-20, by Frank A. Munsey Co.) (From Yesterday’s Herald.) THE STORY THUS FAR: At the death of James Turnbull, who @@wglarized the Mclntyre home, susp’ele@ points to a man named Ro- chesteg, but the finding of a hana- kerchiéf with the initial “B,” which might have stood for Barbara, one of the MclIntyre twins, implicates her. Terguson, a sleuth, steals a sealed let- ter given by Rochester to Kent. Mrs. Brewster, a leading figure in the tale, in turn steals it from the detective. The mysterious murder of Grimes, a butler, adds to the baffling case and McIntyre is Kuspected. Subsequent investigation shows that Turnbull was poisoned. Kent, who is aiding the detect:ve, begins to suspect Mrs. Erewster and asks Helen Mclntyre, the other twin, to confer with him. The letter, sealed, is about to be opened when Mrs. Brewster enters the office hurriedly and she is quick- 1y followed by Colonel and Barbara Mclntyre, the detective and Roches- ter. The cross-questioning develops that Sylvester the one guilty of forgery and thef Turnbull is shown to have taken the aconitine pill in mistake for a nitro-glycerine one. Sylvester's ability at forgery and theft waa aided by hii close resemblanca to Rochcster wh+ wai considered GIRLS! LEMONS BLEACH FRECKLES AND WHITEN SKIN Squeeze the juice of two lemons Into a bottic containing three ounces of Orchard White, which any drug store will supply for a few . cents, shake well, and vou have a quarter pint of the best freckle and tan Bbleach, and complexion whitener. Massage this sweetly fragrant lem- on lotion into the face, neck, arms and hands each day and see how freckles and blemishes bleach out and how clear, soft and rosy-white n_becomes. Sure Relief | - For Aching Corns, allous, Bunions Ci REDE'TOP ] CALLOUS S PLASTER ‘Takes out soreness, re- swelling, soothes jpain, and absorbs hard ives you com- R from the very start. [ [\ Mo acid, wo poison, mo danger Handy roll 3¢, money-back tes. Mailed anywhere by | Co. Rutland.Vt. Soid by The Fair Dept. Store, Main St. Dickinson Drug Co., Main St. guilty at first. The story continues: Sylvester shook his head. “No, but she did,” pointing to Mrs. Brew- ster. “When Ferguson left here carrying off the securities from under my nose almost—I had spent the whole day trying to learn the safe’s combipatio: I trailed him to the Club de Vi . I arrived just in time to see Mrs. Brewster drop her fan, and when the men bent to pick it up she ‘lifted’ the envelope and con- cealed it under her scarf.” “Don’t,” Mrs. Brewster laid a de~ taining hand on McIntyre as he step- ped forward. “Th: man is telling the truth. I thought it was the en- velope you gave me earlier in the evening—it was addressed and the red seal wos the same.” “Just a moment,” interrupted Kent. “What did you do with the enve- lope?” “When I returned home I dropped it inside one of the Venetian cask- ets,” Mrs. Brewster replied “No one ver went near them, and I thought it would be safe there You see, I was puzzled to know how it disap- peared from the desk in the recep- tion room, where I had left it in one of the pigeon holes, intending to take it later to my room” “I took the envelope—your enve- lope—out of the desk,” confessed McIntyre “I would have spoken of it, Margaret, but was hurt that you had left our marriage certificate ly- ing around so carelessly.” “Your what?” Barbara sprang up, astounded. “Our marriage certificate,” repeat- ed Mclntyre firmly. ‘“Matgaret and I were married last week in Balti- more. We would have told vyou, Helen, but your peculiar conduct, and, Barbara's, so angered me that I for- bade Margaret to take you into our confidence.” “Father!” Barbara got no further, for Helen had risen. She spoke with quiet dignity. “You forget, father, that since Monday night we have thought you a forger and, worse, a murderer,” her voice faltered. “In our effort to guard you we have become estranged. Margaret”—she held out her hand with an affectionate gesture and with a sob her stepmother kissed her. “How did this envelope get back inside our safe?” asked Kent a mo- ment later, picking it up and display- ing the red seal, intact save for the broken corner. “I went downstairs about mid- night or a little later and into the library,” confessed Helen. “What was my surprise and terror.to see Grimes holding the envelope. To me it meant father's exposure as a forger. I had a revolver in my hand and struck before I thought. Then I must temporarily have lost my reason. It was only my thought to save father that lent me courage and strength to thrust Grimes in- side the casket. I then returned to my room. and was just coming down- stairs again after secreting the en- velope, to release Grimes and get medical assistance if need be, when Margaret's screams aroused . the household.” “AFTER EVERY MEAL™ Mint leaf., peppermint or lus- cious juicy fruit, either flavor is a treat for vanr bswm tooth. @nd all are equally gooa tor you. Teeth, appetite and L¢ll.ustiou all benefit. I Your nerves will say “thank y0u.” your vim will respond. NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, JULY 12, ATTORNEY DANIEL K MET HIS WATERLOO EARLY ToDAY THE OLD HOME TOWN 1921. BY STANLEY WINDSHELD CLEANERS & S ORNBLOWER ON MAIN STREET McIntyre interrupted his' daughter with a hasty gesture, and addressed his wife. ‘“When Detective Ferguson questioned me as to your reason for being -in the library, Margaret, I, stated you had gone down to get a book left lying on the Venetian cas- ket,” he said. “I waited for you to volunteer an explanation of your presence there, but you never made any.” i “I went down to get our marriage certificate.” Margaret forgot the presence of others and spoke only to him, the love-light in her eyes I'eading against the censure she dreaded, as she made her brief con- fession. “Mr. Clymer sent me a note, inclosing a canceled check, stating the bank officials had decided my signature was a forgery. The check was drawn to Barbara, and on ex- amining it I noticed -the . peculiar formation of the letter ‘B’; it is characteristic of your handwriting and Helen’s.” She paused, and added: “I was at a loss what to think. I knew you and Helen wrote | alike; Eelen’s extraordinary behavior to me led me to believe that perhaps she had been short of funds, and forged my name to a check in des- peration. Then I remembered seeing you, Charles. open the box contain- ing my aconitine pills, the box’s dis- appearance, and Jimmie's death from that poison”—she raised her hands in an expressive gesture. ‘‘Although my reason told me that you might be guilty, my loyalty and love refuted the accusation.” ‘“Margaret!” Mclntyre’s voice shook with emotion; then controlling him- self he turned to Sylvester. “I pre- sume this check was some more of your deviltry?” Helen answered for the clérk. Re- moving a soiled paper from her bag she laid it on Kent's desk. ‘“This note was handed to me by Grimes,” she exclaimed. “It reads: ‘Helen, please cash this check and give money to Mrs. Brewster's dressmaker. Fa- ther.” I followed the instructions.” “And gave the money to my sis- ter.” Sylvester chuckled at their surprise. “My sister was taught Imm a French convent, and she is an ex- cellent seamstress, when she isn’t drunk, as Mrs. McIntyre knows.” Kent placed the forged check bear- ing Margaret Brewster's signature on the desk. “I take it this check is your work, Sylvester,” he said. ‘“You reaped the benefit by having the money paid to your sister. Did you also have the fake telegram delivered to me stating Mr. Rochester was in Cleveland ?” “I faked that,” ter, before the clerk could make a disclaimer. “I thought it best to disappear for a few days down in Vir- ginia, where I could think things over in peace.” “So it was you, Sylvester, and not Mr. Rochester whom I encountered in his apartment,” exclaimed Kent. “How did you get in the apartment?” “From the fire-escape and along the window ledge to the bathroom window.” Sylvester hitched his shoulders. “It was nothing for a man of my agility.” Ferguson eyed him with doubtful ————an broke In Roches- |’ respect. ‘“You have courage,” he ad- mitted grudgingly. “Come, we must get to headquarters,” and he aided Sylvester to his feet, but once stand- ing, Sylvester refused to move. In- stead he turned to Helen. “What was that you passed to Mr. Rochester in the police court and he later gave to Mr. Turnbull?” he asked. *Oh, don’t deny it, I saw you palm a note, Mr. Rochester; from the young lady.” “There is nothing now to conceal,” declared Helen. “After O'Ryan and Jimmie left the house for the police station I grew fearful that Jimmie might overtax his strength in carry- ing out the farce of his arrest. And as soon as I could I telephoned to Philip to meet me at the police court and to bring some amyl nitrite capsules with him.” “And the note, Sylvester, which you saw Miss McIntyre give me in court,” concluded Rochester, as Helen paused, “told me to hand the capsules to the burglar and to de- fend him in court. I did both, al- though badly puzzled by the request.” Rochester hesitated. “I carried out your wishes, Helen, without ques- tion; but when the burglar's iden- tity was revealed, 1 jumped to the conclusion that you had used me as an instrument to kill him, for I knew something of the effects of amyl ni- trite.” “Great heavens!” exclaimed Helen, aghast. Sylvester addressed Helen directly. “What did you do with the securi- ties?” . “I put the envelope bagck in the open safe when I was here early this afternoon,” she explained. An oath ripped from Sylvester. “I mistook you for your sister,” he snurled. *“Had I known it was you, I'd have wrung the securities from you. I sent you a note by your sis- ter outside the Cafe St. Marks to se- you to take the envelope to Ro- chester, and I banked on your bring- ing it here or to his apartment.” When Ferguson and his prisoner had left the room Kent held up an envelope with its fateful red seal. “This was delivered empty at Ro- chester’s apartment last night—it is addressed to him. Who wrote it?” “I did,” exclaimed Mrs. McIntyre. “I felt I must consult either you, Mr. Kent, or Mr. Rochester, so I sent the note to his apartment, but the mes- senger boy hurried me, and it was not until hours later that I found the note lying on the desk in the recep- tion room and realized I had sent an empty envelope.” “I see.” Kent held up another en- velope, the red seal broken at the corner. “This is yours, Helen.” Helen hesitated perceptibly before taking the envelope and tearing it open. She handed the securities to her father. “Here is father’s forged confession,” she said as she took the remaining paper from the envelope. “It is a marvelous imitation of my handwriting,” declared McIntyre, looking at it carefully, then tearing it into bits he flung them into the scrap-basket and pocketed the se- curities. Then McIntyre walked over to Helen. “My dear little girl,”” he be- gan and his voice was husky with feeling. “How can I show my appre- ciation of your loyalty to me?” “By being kind to Harry and Bar- bara. My romance is over; Bar- bara's is just beginning. And, father, will you and Margaret come home with me—I am so lonely”; then turn- ing blindly away she fairly ran out of the office. Kent turned impulsively to, Bar- bara; and his arms closed around her as she raised her eyes to meet his, for she knew that the promise they spoke would be loyally fulfilled, and crete the letter ‘B,’” his voice rose almost into a shout in his ungov- ernable rage. “I heard Turnbull tell that her haven of love and happi- ness was reached at last. THE END. Can an actress be a wife and a successful star? Read “CLIPPED WINGS” By Ruper: t Hughes. STARTING TOMORROW. Life behind the scenes and in the home by a brilliant playwright. Im on the trail of — SPECIAL w.fOr. WEDNESDAY MORNING All $3, $4 and $5 White Shoes, Pumps, Theo " Ties, Oxfords and High Shoes Just in Time for Vacation - $1.00 KEDS l?:llll)llt)irpg(l)lllgss,and 1-69 Heels . SPORT OXFORDS Black and White and Brown Trimmings $2.50 Modern Boot Shop 168 MAIN STREET f n Your Vacation Whetier you are at the shore or in the mountains, you will want to keep in touch with the folks at home. 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