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_—- So operepeeneneny ome . ce ee ener e atte -ys cemetery few eri et ett Oe A (Crright, 1010, by Sturgis & Walton Oo) Pde OF PREORDING CHAPTERS hou Aromd his throat ty @ violin etring, with © wht he bas been stracgied, Barrer, 2 vil” Ingetestifics that he passed the Morgan Bouse on) vight of the murder and aithoustted on “window Miind the figures of Morgan * CHAPTER IV. = Fanenna’s Story. ILKINS!" repeated Ash- ton. ‘What sort of farce ts this?” “If it turns out to be @ farce,” said the doctor, {tll be of your making. , If I were oléed in your authority and knew ontwhat I know at this moment, I wal go to that telephone and cain some trusty man to watch higand if my guess survives the tedo which I am about to put it, T etd, within the next half hour, oré his arrest.” turned away too quickly to see th@rug of tolerant contempt which wajll the answer Ashton vouchsafed to s suggestion. He unscrewed the mephone which had been attached toe instrument to which Wilkins hhabeen harnessed, and attached to a pair of ear tubes to listen thigh, a glass tube which looked likes thermometer and another tube wh) terminated in a glass bulb, half fulf a red liquid. He put the Is- % terg tubes to his ears and started theachine. ‘ve Ashton a cigar, and don't let talk,” was his last injunction to» F nearly a quarter of an hour eft that there was silence in the frog but at last he stopped the cyl- in@ which was revolving in the tn- strient, took the tubes from his eafand taid them on the table. he turned to us. « you want an explanation, and joing to give it; but if Wilkins Is at large during the time It will Jerdi me to tell the story I want the @eet Ponsibility to be upon you and not yy me. If I wore in your place 1 4 order his arrest.” "ll take the responsibility,” said on. “Until I know some reason ‘isn't absolutely farcical for ar- ‘ng a man, I won't arrest him. the same time, I shall be glad to this story of yours. eh thie doctor nodded. “Well,” he said, ons | ce you're in no hurry, I think I'll Srey time to light a cigar myself.” » had it drawing comfortably and 60,009 pays The Arm ww piew ‘got himself comfortably ensconced < ’ big easy chair, his feet stretched Frencyin tront of him upon a tabouret, Bf Cfpre he began to talk. ey you remember,” he asked re pat we chatted about on our drive to ty {St- Martin's Hospital the other if my memory serves me correct- said Ashton, “we didn’t talk worg put the murder at all. You spent t of the time, uniess I am mis- en, telling pirate stories.” je doctor nodded, “Do you re- @ndePmber my telling you how Bully @anfanklin came to his end? He was lied by one of his crew as the result jealousy and a love affair, Now jat_ murder had some rather inter- ting consequences" “What ia this,” Ashton Interrupted, } parable? Am I supposed to draw @ho} )me subtie, devious phychological pnnection between that murder and his one that we're concerned with?" “Not at all,” said the doctor, “I The con- Depew you much too well. “idection between that murder and this jatp literal. It's about the most direct unico that could possibly exist me between two evente separated by half ry of The second murder was the ywical consequence of the first; the wecond act of the tragedy, 1 don’t pay the last act, because I suspect there's another still to come.” J “You've actually traced a connec- tion?” Ashton asked with @ gasp. {Ho was sitting up straight in his chair now, and the eagerness in his voice was enough to atone for the negligent contempt which had char- acterized his attitude in the past. “Let me tell my story right-end- to," said the doctof. “You'll see the world and nearly two decades of me. 101 connection plainly enough when I y gome to it, 1 told you, I think, that Franklin's crew became completely disorganized after his death, and.that most of the members of it were ap- prehended and paid the penalty of their crimes. ‘There were two, how- er, Who escaped, One of them was | gm first mate, Josiah Haines, He | “seems to have been an able man him- Self, and I don’t fully understand, even now, why he let the roins of au- thority slip out of his hands so easily, Anyway, he disappeared completely, The other man who escaped was Frankiin's murderer, He disappeared, too, at least he was never brought to { Justice, ‘The authorities, for some epson, didn't scom to regard bis cap- The Green Cloa A Detective Romance With a Startling New ‘‘Twist” Yorke Davis nerveless fingers. , almost immediately after committing The Evening World ture as especially important, for no | price was ever put upon his head. That man's name was Henry Mor- | I had seen what was coming, but it was clear that Ashton had not. His eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped slack, the cigar he held fell from his “Henry Morgan!” he repeated. “The He fied ndoubtedly the same, the murder, but not until he had gone through his chiefs pockets, and possibly rifled his stateroom besides. At any rate, he got away with what ready cash Franklin had upon him— and he was famous, I remember, for carrying @ good deal—and also eons papers. The money he got may have amounted to a really handsome figure —two or three thousand pounds, per- haps. But it was utterly insignifi- cant compared to the potential valus of another thing he took with him. ‘That other thing was the map, of which I spoke just now.” He stretched out his arms, rose from | his chair and took @ turn or two about the room. . “T ought to amend that last re- mark,” he continued, “I don’t know myself how great the potential valuc of that map may be, Its importance in the eyes of Josiah Haines was un- doubtedly very great, and Haines was in a position to know, If any one was. Franklin always had a reputation fo, possessing @ good busin head. Many as were the robberies he com: mitted, numerous as were the unfor- tunate people whom he murdered out- right, he gained more by fraud than by violence, He cheated vastly more men than he killed. He was always making bargains with people, and al- ways gotting the best of them. “1 have little doubt that he laid up a really considerable fortune. But whatever it amounted to, he hid it in that particularly forsaken corner of the world which is indicated by a cross upon that map. As I said, Mor- gan got the map and fled to America with it." “It seems to me,” Ashton interject- ed, “that he would have done better to have gone straight to this forsaken island and collected the treasure first. But then, so far as that goes, how do you know he didn’t?” “Because he couldn't,” said the doc- tor, “Franklin had outwitted him after all. He had to make a map, for the location of the treasure was too complex to trust to memory. But he made the map perfectly worthless to any one who was @ stranger to his secret by omitting latitude and longitude from it. There was noth- ing about it to inform its possessor where in the whole South Pacific that Island was located; and the South Pacific is a big place. So Morgan did what was, perhaps, the most sen- sible thing he could have done; he hid himse!f in the securest place he could find and began making a collec- tion of maps.” Ashton ran his hands through his hair and then shook his head in per- plexity. “Well,” he said, “if applied pgy- chology will enable you to make dis- coveries like that, I apologize to it most humbly." “That wasn't psychology at all,” sald the doctor; “it was plain logic. I found torn up scraps of maps in his waste paper basket, making {t per- fectly evident that he had destroyed them after they had served, or had failed to serve some purpose of his, That put him at once out of the class of the mere geographer. I knew he must have some standard he tested these maps by; knew that he must keep it in some easily accessible place, Finding !t, after I had dis- covered a principle ke that to guide was comparatively easy busi- me, ness. “Go on,” sald Ashton; “I won't In- terrupt any more, The strangeness of this tale makea me feel as it I were losing my wits; but It's alto~ her too well corroborated not to listen to." “Now,” said the doctor, “for a mo- ment we go back to Haines, I am inclined to think that he got posses- sion of the other half of Franklin's secret, namely, the latitude and longitude of the island where the treasure was buried.” “If he knew that,’ I ventured, “why wasn't it enough for him! Why didn't he go and find the treasure for himself?" “He couldn't dig up the whole ist- and," the doctor replied, “I think it not unlikely that he went there, only to learn the futility of proceeding any farther without the map, There fe another possible alternative; that he never happened upon the secret of latitude or longitude at all, though he had it lying right under his hand, At any rate, he knew that Morgan had the map, “He knew, or felt sure, that with the map he could recover the treasure, and he believed the treasure well worth the trouble of recovering, He was a man who knew how to wait, how to bide his time, I can't tell you how he spent it, whether he searched the world for his man, with the def- inite purpoge—the scle purpose of THAWING SNow \ \ CAN You BEAT ir! Daily Magazine, Wednesday, March 8, 1916 WHITE STOCKINGS ANO WHITE SHOES AGAINST aan i | ae wee aan 4 SCAN You, ) “( BEAT iT! § Val >») ‘AN You eaTiy ! finding him, or whether {t was chance that at last, after a lapse of many years, put him upon the trail, But this much I do know, that he found him at last, and that Henry Morgan was murdered ag the result of an at- tempt Hatnes made to recover #he map.” ‘ “But the woman!" cried Ashton, “You've told me nothing about her!" “No,” said the doctor, “In order to simplify the story, so far I have left her out, but she plays a very vital part in It. To tell you what that part 1s, I shall have to go back to the be- Ginning of my story agatn—I hope I am not boring you.” His smile, as he made that polite observation, had a touch of satirical grimness about tf. Ashton laughed a nervous laugh, and wiped his forehead with his hand- kerehtef, “Bored!” he ejaculated, with the yarn.” “You remember the Maori! girl about whom Franklin and Morgan had their quarrel? They were both tn love with her. But Morgan murdered Franklin and then disappeared, so that from having two lovers, the girl was left without any. Franklin was, no doubt, the one she cared about, in spite of the fact that he was fat and bald- headed, by no means a romantic type of lover, But he had a charm about him, there's no getting away from that, and he carried it to the day of his death. And then, of course, the &irl's interest may have been mercen- ary, though that I am inclined to doubt, “Go ahead “Anyhow, some months after Frank- lin's death she bore him a daughter, She must have been bitterly disap- pointed that It was not a son: but, making the best of a bad matter, she swore the child, upon her deathbed, to avenge the mur of her father, ‘Well, the girl way or other—I don't know whet! was by chance or design-—she fell | the hands of Josiah Haines, and was used by him as the mere tnstrument in carrying out his purpose, I don't know certainly whether It was by her aid that he got on and in some It Ww oup, organ’ trail; but this I do know, that he despatched her to the Oak Ridge house that night for the purpose of stealing Henry Mor- fan's precious map from him “I do not know positively whether he ordered her to murder him by way of exacting recompense for all the trouble his flight had caused, but that is what she did, She made a tournt- quet out of @ violin string, with two loops in It and a pipe stem, with which she strangled the old man, exactly cording to the etiquette of the part of the world from wh #. And then she came away, but without 1 map, Two days t inder & escaped froin Mt wspital, a fa which can't be much of a mystery to any one who saw her get out of the third story window of Henry Morgan's study, as Phelps and I did the next night.” “An amazing tale,” commented Ashton when he had finished, “And yet I've lived in this world long enough to be aware that amazing things are always happening in It, infinitely more amazing than the things men make up to put in books, 1 won't ask you now how you found it out, whether you got the whole of it, intact, at once, or whether you Pleced tt together, That story will have to be deferred to some hour of , greater leisure, You haven't yet re- lated it to ourselves in any way. You haven't yet told me what connection Wilkins and this housemaid can have with the crime, except by pointing out the coincidence that the girl comes from New Zealand, “But the thing I most want you to do, the thing I most earnestly bee you to do, Is to suggest how I can set about finding this wild girl, tn whose actual person the crime was committed, I beg of you to give over these elaborate experiments upon people who can't have an {mportant connection with the crime and devote this great mind of yours to the ap- prehension of the real eriminal, If we can get the girl we shall get hold of her accomplice fast enough, or per- haps I should say her princt The doctor smiled. at the breakfast table," he observed, “you wore very confident that the Police would be able to get hold of her inthe course of the day, You thought that a strange, wild creature like that, chattering a foreign lan- guage, couldn't remain hidden more than a few hours.” “Well,” said Ashton wasn't that a reasonable pose?” Absolutely,” the doctor agreed. "Tt Was so reasonable and obviously true that I wonder at your not atick- ing to it. You sald a wild creature lke that couldn't remain at Mberty. I way it's true she couldn't.” “But,” objected Ashton, “she bas ‘The doctor shrugged his shoulders impatiently, “Why can’t you be rea- ‘This morning petulantly, thing to 8 sonable?” he asked, “If a thing's im possible, tt can't happen. If it's true that a wild creature can't gq at large in this community for twenty- hours without b if {t's also true that in twenty- ing apprehended, and ur hours no such creature has been ap- prehended, then there ts only one log {cal conclusion to come to, namely, that she has ceased to be a wild craa- ture, gibbering In an outlandish language, and has become a much nspicuous member of so- opened his eyes wide. “What 1" nology,” sald t foctor; * 181 and any of your other for it that you choose to apply Dido’t you hear me tell Reinhardt at ur the hospital that that girl was in @ hed seen in Henry Morgan's study hypnotic or subjective state? When a was #hakon for an instant, for her person {s in such a@ state, they can whole appearance, not only of face, but the articulation and potse of body trikingly different. But with the second look, the resemblance began to shape Itself, When I saw the tattoo mark on her arm, that, of course, re~ come out of It, and when they come out, they're likely to be altogether different from what they were when they were in that state.” Ashton sprang to his feet. “Do you know where sho is?" he demanded. “Or can you describe her so that 1 and my men can find her?” “I don't know where she ts at this moment,” said the doctor quietly he was in this room half an hour In that moment my chief had his revenge for all the fippancies, tol- erant contempt, and good-natured sneers with which Ashton had be- labored the profession and science which was nearest to his heart. For once the lawyer was beyond the power of speech, The doctor, too, kept silent for a while to let the momentous nature of the astounding fact which he had Just disclosed sink in, Then he began to explain to the astonished attor- ney. “I want you to understand very clearly, in the first place, that {t bas been my own methods, with the addl- tion, I'll admit, of @ little plain, un- merited good luck, that have solved this mystery, Harvey's testimony at the inquest was my clue, In my ex- mination of him, which I conducted without asking him a single question, without once referring directly to tho crime that was committed at Oak Ridge, I proved him Innocent as con- vincingly ag the strongest alibi would have proved him innocent; more con- vincingly, in fact, because the real criminal in this case could prove an Ibt, too, “And in my further examination of him I discovered Jane Perkins, and without learning her exact address, 1 ascertained the neighborhood ta which she lived, She was the woman with whom the profile on the window shade in the Morgan houso ussoel. ated Itself in his mind, Only by # very extraordianry coincidence could this Woman, with the samme sort of profile, the same colored hair and the same Kind of cloak, have beon any r than the one whose bands ngled old Morgan, telephone conversation wh! in my laboratory with one of your subordinates pettled her identity almost beyond a@ doubt, The fact that name wae Jane Perkins and that was a perfectly conventional typ’ nelish Chambermatd didn’t throw you hel e off the track for a moment, be cause I knew, as you might have known, that the etrange, wild person t © girl we found in the hos pital was fugitiv and possibly acct confess that whi into this room my bi she first def in her came physical identity with the woman I the urbane eatcalor of our friend W duced the case to a certainty. “It took oniy a dozen questions to convince me that in the person Henry Morgan, amination.” By that time Ashton began to come out of his daze, had recovered again the powers of speech and motion, which the astounding nature of the temporarily doctor's revelation had deprived him of. “She mustn't minute,” he sald, He walked across the room toward the telephone, “Wait!” commanded “There's plenty of time the ous it.” I was pleased, and socretly a ittle obedience which Ashton gave to this command An hour ago he would have laughed at it, but within this hour my chief amused, at the tmplicit had so bewlldered him, h the principles no Perkins she was totally ignorant of the crime, which was exactly what I expected. I then hypnotized ner, and succeeded tn fishing wp her other per- sonality, from whom I got not only the admission that she had strangled but a considerable part of the story which I have just been telling you of the events which led up to comminsion of the crime, She dia not recover the personality of Jane Porkins until [ called her out from the inner room to begin the ex- be at large another doctor. You haven't got the wholo story yet, and you may spoil everything !f you move with- 1 80 com- pletely demonstrated the validity of again, story is kins, That would be drawing it a bit too strong, wouldn't It? Without making any answer, the doctor turned back to his instrument, replaced upon it the megaphone which had been there during the conduct of the examination, and made some trifl- ing adjustments in the instrument, And then once more he addressed the attorney. “You thought I was joking,” he sald, “when I told Wilkins this tn- strument was a phonopneumosphyg- mograph. Wilking thought so, too, which wag precisely the thing that I wished. The name, perhaps, is a bit clumsy. It ts really a description of the instrument, rather than a handy namo for it. It Is three instruments fn one. A phonograph first, by which sounds are recorded upon a moving cylinder in such manner that they can be reproduced. In exactly the same manner the pulse of a person on whose wrist this little instrument is strapped is recorded In the wax of the cylinder. So it ls also a record- ing sphysmograph. “And, thirdly, and last of all, the elastic strap which I fastened around Wilkins’s chest had ite two ends con- nected by @ ttle instrument which registered, very acientifically and truly, every movement of his respira- tion, Everything, from the slightest, most faintly drawn breath to a gasp, will be indicated by that little instru- ment and recorded along with @ pulse beat on the same cylinder which records the sounds. Tho long thin tube there that looks like @ thermometer will show, when I start this instrument going, exactly how the man I was egamining breathed; when he held his breath, when he caught It, when he expelled it. And the bulb which you see, half filled with the red (quid, will show you the way his heart was beating.” “And the phonograph?” I inquired, “It's by means of the phonograph,” he answered, “that I put the cau and effect together, Wilkins didn’t talk, He eat there perfectly still in his chalr, his face perfectly impas- sive, held so by what must have been ‘a most tromendous effort of will, You two men pald no attention to him, and [ pretended to ignore him also, ‘And, indeed, anything I could have learned by watehing him would have been useless. “Hut no effort of will 1s powerful enough to control the beating of a man's heart or the drawing of his breath, when strange and terribly fa- nilliar matters bexin crowding them- selves on his attention. ‘The phono- of graph records what I sald and what the girl sald, and the tube there and the bulb show how those questions and answers affected the passive-look- {ng man who never dreamed that he was under observation. “Now listen and watch.” He touched a lever, and the record cylinder began to revolve. The phono- graph, as you may remember, had nothing important to say, for the questions the doctor asked the girl about the cloak, and her answers to them had been matters about which wo knew already. Hut tt was dis- tinctly uncanny to watch the steady, rhythmic throb of the red lqutd tn the bulb, and the deliberate, regular rise and fall of the column of lquid in the tube, and to realize that It was human herit we saw beating there the breath of a man's life. You will understand now,” the doo- tor observed to me, with a wave of his hand toward the instrument, “why I began my apparent examination of the girl with that long list of perfectly futile questions, It's precisely on the sume principle upon which we gave y @ dozen neutral words in our ist before the first real 1 saw that it diar associative test word came alon, puzzled you.” ‘Then he turned to Ashton, “In every psyohulogical examination,” he said, “the first thing stablish is th subject's normal acon aiong the lines Which the exatoination ts to follow, It Was necessary here to learn what Wil- Kins's normal pulse was, and how deeply and how fast he breathed when he was comfortably seated and not under Lie influence of any excitement “My questioning the girl about tho cloak Giused hin no misgivings what. ever, He know that her story would hold together, and that so long as she that had guided this continued to be Jane Perkins she Aearch, that there was nothing left Would stick to It, becauge It wau, from 01 arney to do ix her point of view, true.” oh oe: attorney to do but submit, “pie phonograph had been going all childlike tncomprehension, to the wiile } repeating the the doctor's guidance, trivial examination upon which he “Phe girl's part of the crime,” the Commented. And now the doctor was doctor went on, “4 ‘ guddenly silent, and, with a gesture oY Oe a a half of It, Called upon us for our closest atten. and the least Important part at that. ton She was hardly more than a passive " ‘Are your parents living, Jane? her of instrument, The party you want, the 0, aif, Bol Por / ave you lived count important one to s the man who 4 u 7 sent her on that fatal errand to the ive or ly house that night. The man you a t a" "— , ; i seed wus unea there Was no get- vant le Josiah Haines, away hat, for at that word ? - w Zoaland,” the st 1 fal- . ree tho slow 1 CHAPTER V, r bwith a litt i ro oT. it y momentary, the next What the Trap Caught, atan wert on as regularly as be- Tt pei al cae 1f y own heart beating T that a smouldering spark of 1° aa M panEa teas ataels dulity tn Ashton’s wiry h was fanned into @ ew € mild; Hyon One on have told tthe wilt § $A) suppose you d Iatand y in really J ey v ard of Bi Pi f Franklin and Josia : iood T od Ashton nd secondary consciousness bene on break out allover me, at the sight of what that merciless Utue pair of you've read it you'll certainly want to read it Every one does. If you haven't read it you have missed the very great- est adventure story of its kind in all fiction. So it will be the best sort of treat for everybody. Treasure Island By Robert Louis Stevenson NEXT WEEK'S COMPLETE IN THE EVENING WORLD. The NOVEL scientific intruments revealed. It was horrible, In a way, a little like vivi« section, It was a vivisection of @ hu- man soul, for at the mention of those two nemes the man’s heart had given one appailing leap, and then, for three mortal seconds, registered by the ticks of the big clock in the corner, stood dead still. The breath stopped, too, and, tn the same moment, the phonograph felt silent, for the doctor, after delivering that deadly thrust, in a tone whose kindly humor now seemed so remorse- lowsly ironical had turned away in feminiscence, the flavor of an old story. Long before the end of that silence, the man’s heart began to beat again, or not so much to beat as to flutter. The speed of that pulse would have been beyond a doctor's power to ty it must have beon close to two { a minute, The breathing too, In little Jerky gasps. Ashton turned away, “It's hideous," he sald; “it's Inhuman. 1 can't look at it;""and as he spoke, he walked away to the other side of the room, But he caine back and stood beside ue when the phonograph began again reporting the questions the doctor had asked the girl about Will Han ve: at's this part of the examina= bs fo Asbton asked. “You knew all about it; and you'd spru inine on Wilkins,” ae “There's another mine of a differ ent sort a@ littie further along,” said the doctor. “Il wanted to give him time to recover his #eif-possession, to persuade nimself that that, too, waa a false alarm; that my mention of the names Haines and Franklin WAS just & coincidence, “You see," he concluded, “I had two people to reckon with—himself and you.” 0?" Ashton questioned. e#, you and your incredulity. © knew that if I concluded the examin- ation there, that long before I could tnake this demonstration to you, Wile kins would have made good his es- cape; and a man like that, once he got away, is cunning enough to be hard to find. Sol wanted not only to calm his fears, tt to provide him with @ positive incentive for staying around.” Ashton would have spoken, but at that moment, with a suddenly up- raised hand, the doctor motioned him to silence and to renewed attention. IT had my eye upon the instrument all the time the doctor had been talk- ing, and had seen that by now the doctor's questions concerning Harvey had had the effect he wanted. Wil- king's pulse and respiration were back to normal, “*—would ever take very close to ald Heary Morgan with his maps and bis mysteries,’ ” “The word “map” caused @ throb and a flutter both ip the tube and the bulb, much as the words "New Zea- jand’’ had done at the beginning of he examination. The recovery was Immediate, however, and during the silence which followed, the condition In the tube became more nearly nor mal than {t had been since the ning of the examination, At the end of the silence the phone graph began reporting the doctors apparently irrelevant aside to Ashton, in which he had told him of the die: covery of the one queer map which the detectives had overlooked’ @ scale map which showed neither = tude nor longitude, As he began to talk about it, both pulse and breath. 44 the instrument revealed them, to tell another story, not « wtory of terror this Ume, but of citement. The pulse quickened, but grew stronger, too, steadily stronger, and steadily more rapid, until It was leaping like the heart of a man who, inthe midst of batue, seaeien 9 Clea of victory. And the column of liquid in the respiration tube rose clear to tho top of it, and then fell to the bot~ tom, The man had been dra great long, steady breaths of triumph, “and | brought it here with me this mornin saying tn th: show it te to look at There was and then, at the phonograph was ctor’s voice, “ ‘and I'll fou directly if you care ttle atlence after that, from the megaphone of at, there came another ve, & volce which tt had not re. corded before, the voles of Wilkins, the polite, imperturbable, the obse- quious, “‘T beg your pardon, sir, I wonder if you could apare me ‘now, I'm sup- posed to be in the dining-room at this how — “Hell be back,” said the doctor atimly, “That map has been the focal point of his life for a good many years. He would run a bigger risk than he could possibly think lay in breaking into this apartment to met tt He's on duty in the dining room until 12, and T tmagine he'll stay there, but as far as we're concerned {t's only a question of putting out our wo can nandle him, we three? The doctor stretched out his arma and clenched his big hands lazily, as nd oa when he first wakes wp, “Oh, L think #0 Ashton nodde wald, “I'd like must be someth “If you'll « with met “Tn tnke you, Th It was only ne kins think there “Rut where's the t clope, to mako Wil- was, envelope itself Ashton asked, “Didn't you say it was here on the table? [ don't see tt.” The doctor whirled round as if soe wd stung him. Never Tsbink. In all the vears I have wn him had Tscen tim so eom- ely taken aback ag he was at that Mt must be somewhere,” sald 1, n plain sight when the » you about It.” ulin vain that we ram- maced among the littered papers tipon the table top. The big mantle cuvelope was gone, tit was (To Be Continued niall i <meta rte, ea. —— ry rte