The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 26, 1922, Page 11

Blais TOY RC a enema SATURDAY, AUGUST 26, 1928. e RED HOUSE 1, MYSTERY Y AAMILNE © em Sete omy the Wherty of listening to a con Versation on the bowling-green be. (Continued From Yesterday) ! Pephe announcement at breakfast | t well, had the morning in| Where Was It gone off, we had '6 "| look for that secret passa ch to complete our arrangements, | | ingham I was chiefly concerned about; “But what am I saying? Did I to establish as complotely as Cocsive-t0m at ali? You have found ie ou © wecret—that Robert was the Hentity of Robert. For) srarkand that le all t I suggested to Mark that) How have you found out? Greased, he should go out by/ never know now, passage to the bowling. | Tong? Perhaps you have been de ‘and come back by the drive, | Celving me all the time, Perhaps gare to gnter Into conversa. | YOu knew about the keys, about the with the lodge-keoper. | window, even about the secret pas. this way 1 would have two|8se. You are a clever man, Mr. witnesses of Robert's arriva}— | “Gillingham the lodge-keeper, and vecondly| “tf had Mark's clothes on my ‘of the gardeners whom I would|)4nds, I might have left them tn ‘working on the front lawn,|the passage, but the secret of the of course, Was willing enough. | Passage was now out. Mise Norris @ practice his Austratian knew it. That was the weak point of my plan, perhaps, that Mise Nor. ris had to khow ft. So I hid them tn the pond, the inspector having obilg. ingly dragged it for me first. A y planned by its victim. jcouple of Keys joined them, but I He changed Into Robert's clothes | Kept the revolver, Fortunate, wasn't S the office bedroom. This was the|'t. Mr. Gillingham? way—for both of us, When| “Goodby, Mr, Gillingham. I'm i was ready, he called me in, and 1| fry that your stay with us was sted him. It was extraordinary | 9°t of & pleasanter nature, but you well he looked the part. I sup-| Understand the difficulties In which that the signs of hia dissipa.|! Was placed. Don't let Bill think had already marked themselves | to badly of me. Hie le a good fel- his face, but had been concealed | !0W: look after htm. Ho will be sur. by his mustache and beard; | Ptised. The young are always sur. now that he was clean-shaven |Ptised. And thank you for leiting lay open to the world from|™# end my own way. I expect you he had so carefully hidden | “id sympathize a iittle, you know. | mm, and he was indeed the wastre!| We might have been friends tn an-| Ah, you must have a » Mr. Gib we T shat <: Mi into every suggestion which Never was a killing m After the golfing.party | {8° you and your friend Beverley, | hat matters, | Where aid T go | THIS 16 WHAT HE WoRE ON WIS RIDE HOME WITH"TH’ “PRESIDENT oF TH! RAILROAD IN HIS- PRIVATES CAR"* GET 1’ LOG GLiveRS AN’ CINDER HOLES Wer! hich he was pretending to be. other world—you and I, and I and “Wonderful, I said to myselt,|8h*. Tell ber what you lke. Every fodedy could possibly guess.” thing or nothing. You will know “I peered into the hall. It wag| What ie best. Goodby, Mr. Gilling- ty. We hurried across to the | 5am. ; he got into the passage and “MATTHEW CAYLEY. “I am lonely tonight without oof I went back to the bed- collected all his discarded Mark. That's funny, isn’t it? hes, did them up In a bundle and 1 with them to the passage. I eat Gown in the hall and CHAPTER XXI “Good Lerd!™ said Bill, as he put down the letter. “What did you "You heard the evidence of| ¥Tite to him? Was that last night? the maid. As soon as she| After I'd gone into Stanton? on her way to the Temple tn} “Yes.” of Mark, I stepped into the| “What did you say? That you'd My band was in my side-| “iscovered that Mark was Robert?” and in my hand was the re-| “Yes. At least I said that this 7 morning I should probably telegraph He began at once tn his character | to? Mr. Cartwright of Wimpole street, Robert—some rigmarole about | #04 ask him to identify the body.” hie passage over from Aus-| Bill nodded thoughtfully and went back again to the letter, And you told Cayley that not going being beard to just smiled at and took out ef ul j i myself together In the face of @ unexpected catastrophe of your |. Yeu, I got a window open, . Gillingham, under your very ; the right window, too, you|certain thet, fm that casa, the ab ‘kind enough to say. And the sence of the collar was unintentional. yes, that was clever of you, | In collecting the clothes he had over. I think I was cleverer. looked the collar. Why?” deceived you over the keys, Mr.| “It was the one in the linen- ham, as I learnt when I took! basket?” "1 took out my revolver end shot him” He went on eating his rice and flapping his big ears Naney wondered and wondered flapping his big ears, never noticing the and Nick could get the |that Nancy was motioning to Nick ry Queen's wand from Flap-|behind his pack. die, the purple fairy, who had| All at once he heard Nick say: it. “Please, Green Shoes, take us down p-Doodle and the Twins were|to the Earth to the Yairy Queen's ling rice together out of bowls | palace.” ih chopsticks. The Twins had in-| Flap-Doodle made a jump and @ Flap-Doodie to have some grab, but he was too late. “wd ‘The Twins, holding tight to the Suddenly Nancy thought of a|magic wand, were already far away “ in the sky, traveling headlong to- ward the earth as fast aa two little | comets. “Hopping frogs and leaping toads!” cried Flap-Doodie. “This is an out- lrage! I've been food. I'll have to get that magic wand In my power again” Ho flew after the Twins as fast as his ears would carry him, talking to himself every inch of the way. They passed the Moon and Venus ayd Mars and Jupiter, also the star where the Weatherman lived. But people on the stars only said: “That's m nlee chopstick you “Do you care it I try It? PHlap-Doodie didn’t know what to He looked over to the place he Dut the wand and wished he had it by him, ih, I guews not,” he said off-hand 48 tho he didn’t dare. ‘ancy went and got the Fairy n's wand, D-Doodle never once guessed the little Chinese boy called Oo Ting was just plain Nick, “There goes something, What dropped, do you suppose?” (To Be Continued) that the little Chinese girl called Soy was lis Twin, Nancy. So da't worry much. 3 i went on eating his rice | 2 , FG nodded calmly, “Yes. It seemed probable. Why had Cayley put it there? The ob- vious answer was that he hadn't. Mark had put it there.” “Go on,” said Bill eagerty. “Well, why had Mark changed down there instead of in bis bed room? The only answer was that the fact of his changing had to be kept secret. When did he change? ‘The only possible time was between lunch (when he would be seen by the servants) and the moment of Rob- ert’s arrival. And when did Cay- ley collect the clothes in a bundle? Again, the only answer was ‘Before Robert's arrival.’ So another X was wanted—to fit those three condi- tions.” “And the answer was that a mur- der was intended, even before Robert arrived? “Yea, Well now, it wasn't posstbie 4. murder could be intended without any more preparation than the changing Into a different sutt in which to escape. The thing was too) childish. Also, if Robert was to be murdered, why go out of the way to announce his existence to you at all? I began to feel now that Robert was an incident only; that the plot was a plot of Cayley’s against Mark— either to get him to kill his brother, or to gét his brother to kil! him— and that for some tnexplicable rea- son Mark seemed to be lending him- self to the plot.” He was silent for a little, and then sald, almost to himself, “I had seen the empty brandy bottles in that cupboard.” “You never said anything about them,” complained Bill. “I only saw them afterward, I was looking for the collar, you re- member. They came back to mo aft. erward; I knew how Cayley would feel about It.....Poor devil!" “Go on,” sald Bill. “Well, then, we had the Inquest, and of course I noticed the curious fact that Robert bind anked bis way THE SEATTLE STAR AW-HA= TH! OL! Fox BEAT A RIDE Home ON A FLAT-CAR AN' HIG) ~FeLLowW PASSENGERS WERE POLES! ~ HA- HA~ WAIT TILL I SEE HIM= TLL ASK'M IF He SLEPT LIKE A LOG ON THAT PRIVATES BY AHERN Yew, TH! OL! BOY CAME HOME AGED WW TH! WooD TLL PET WE HAD MoRE CINDERS ON HIM “THAN A GARAGE DRIVEWAY = VT'D “TAKE A WOODPECKER “To GET ALLTH’ GLivers OUT OF THAT COAT NOW = SS~ TEVmENcE On THe “MATOR'S| . “TRANSPORTATION BACK HOME = 18 IT TO Your. HOUSE, SONNY P mat 1 a wangpitt al i at the second lodge and not at the first. So I talked to Amos and Par sons. That made tt more curious. Amos told me that Robert ‘ad gope out of his way to speak to him. “Parsons told me that bis wife was out in thelr Little garden ot tho first lodge all the afternoon, and was cer- tain that Robert hed never como past it. Ho also told me that Cayley had put him on to @ job on the front lawn that afternoon. So | had an- other guess. Robert had used the secret passage—the pansago which comes out into the park betwoen the first and second lodges. Robert, then, had been in the house; it was 4 put-up job between Robert and Cay- ley. But how could Robert be there without Mark knowing? Obviously, Mark knew too, What did it all ean” ' “When was this? BM. you'd seen Amos and Parsons, of course?" “Yes. I got up and left them, and came to look for you. I'd got back to the clothes then. Why did Mark change his clothes #9 secretly? Dis guise? But then what about his face? That wags much more import- ant than clothes. His face, his beard he'd have to shave off his beard— and then—oh, fdiot! I saw you look- ing at that poster, Mark acting, Mark made-up, Mark disguised. Oh, priceless idictt Mark was Robert... Matches, please.” “Yon,” said Bill thoughfully. “Yes ««+.But wait a moment. What about the ‘Plough and Horses?" Antony looked comically at him. “You'll never forgive me, Bill,” he a. interrupted “What do you mean?” Antony sighed. “It was « fake, Watson. you out of the way. I wanted to be alone, So—" he smiled and added, “Well, I knew you wanted @ drink.” THE END. WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? BY ZOE BECKLEY NO, 21—PISTOL IS MIGHTIER THAN CHECK BOOK, DON PROVES ‘The four stood as tho carved of marble — Don, theatrically im- preasive, his hand significantly tn his pocket, his manner still and master. ful; Ben Wheeler in momentary check, held by a sensible fear of the thing In Don's mind; Molly terrified; Billy alert for a spring. “Now you're sensible, Wheeler,” “If you keep still you'll only get a good talking and| (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) |to, If you move—and spoil my speech—I'll let fly.” An animal growl rose in Wheele throat. His chest and shou! swelled with gathering attack. Molly seized his arm, held ft tight. “Don't move, Ben!’ she entreated. “And Don, oh, my dear, won't you stop this childish— “Wheeler, listen closely!’ Don be- gan. “I like dogs so I won't inault them by calling you one, Only # beast of the lowest type fights as “Just after the inquest—efter | I wanted ar Page “Young Donald McInnis,” mother-dear continued, “had no mind to lve bis life among the Indians and learn nothing of the way in which they lived. “Bo he made friends with them; he learned their language, and he Grow them out to tell him of their wild, unwritten history, and their legends. And they told him much, “But among this tride, almost greater than the chief himself, ‘was ore who scowled at the young Gcotaman, as he did at all white men and wrapped himself close in his blanket and sat sflent as a grim, bronze image, when Donald tried to make friends with him. “This man was old Slace, the medicine man; Slace who worked wonderful cures, and about whom any Indian could tell you marvel- ous tales, for Slace had power from all the gods, both good and bad, and he knew how to call upon them at any time, ;"One winter there broke out among the Indians about James- town a dreadful epidemio of measles or smallpox, Mr. McInnis wasn't sure which it was, but | PAGE 11 "BY STANLEY MARSHAL OTEY WALKER STUDIED HE SUSPICIOUS STRANGER. TWENTY MINUTES TODAY BUT FAILED To INDENTIFY HIM AS THE NOTORIOUS BANDIT: HELLO, HELEN, SAY "Ive cori THERE'S WHERE weve! Seattle + dl * By Mabel Cle md £ 765 DONALD SEES STRANGE THINGS there was much sickness In the village, much dggth and much wailing. And night after night he would hear distinctly the sounds of the tribe as ft gathered tn the great lodge of the medicine man to cure the sick ones, “Donald could hear, but that @idn’t satisfy him; he wanted to see, too, And tho he tried often, he was always told that no white man could be present at such a healing, because the spirits would not come at the call of Slace, if strange beings such as a white man were In the room, “Blace had said that {t was so, and of course It was so, “But one dark, miny night, when the long-drawn, monotonous howls seemed ‘specially bad, and the beating of tom-toms seemed ‘specially furious, Donald put on his cap and his heavy jacket aad stepped quietly out into the night with his face turned toward the weird sounds, : “Donald was going to see what he should sec! (To Be Continued) Lafetaitehattel you do. To win you didn’t hesitate to crush poor, foolish Leila or me. Now you're crushing, Billy there—"* “I'll take care of that, Don," broke in Billy, hoping to divert him, “You think because you make butcher Knives you're @ strong man," Don went on, “Why, your only strength !s your pocket--and just now that tan't as good a8 I've got in mine!” “Moll apped Wheeler, “let go of me or T'll have to—" “Yes, let Ro of him, Molly,” smiled Don mockingly, “he realizes how vile he ts and wants to die, It’s the one decent feeling—* Wheeler's free hand closed over Molly's wrist and tore her hold from his arm. “Now, you worm!” He made a pantherish move toward Don, A cry broke from Molly and Billy Barton, Don neither moved nor spoke, but his intention was clearer than shouting. He was waiting till Ben was almost ‘on him before pull- ing the trigger—as fearless as only madness can make one, eager to be moved to shoot, TO STAY IN TOWN UNTIL TEN OctocK S01 Won’T BE OUT FOR DINNER - Heee ITS, MR. TRYG. OF IT SGVGRAL “TIMGS, GUT’ NEGLECTSD TO RETLRYN WSLL, ULE Do (tT FOR rou! IN otTHSR WORDS GooYp FoR Svii. Even Wheeler stopped. To pull a trigger on one’s self when there is all the reason in the world to want to live— “Ah, @ Ittle cooler in your ardor?" Don mocked, “Waving a check book isn’t always effective, eh, Wheeler? Keven a successful hardware mer. chant isn't proof against lead bullets, eh?” “Oh, Don—oh, Don, for my sake,” pleaded Molly, stop!" He disregarded her. The blood slowly rose in Wheeler's face. Clearly his temper was coming to a pitch as great as Don's madness, Billy, watching like grermeror 4 hawk, thinking swiftly, stepped up to Don, getting between him and Wheeler, “Look here, Don, you talk to mel ‘I'm not going to let you shoot Wheeler and get hanged for it, Not that I give a damn what happens to either of you. But I won't have Molly driven mad blaming herself over the affair, Give me that eum!" His hand shot out just as Ben Wheeler, from behind, leaped also upon Don. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax