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Story No. 9 THE MISSING MILLIONAIRE Two American girls, Mona Hartley and Mary Burnett, set about punishing the “Wolves of Society’’ through their check 4 books. This is the adventure. story of their ninth (Copyright, 1916, by Kalem Company ) LAND MAXWELL glanced up curiously from the table us the One of the reasons for his success was his human curlosity in people, whether high or low, The big Wall Street “plunger” was fond of saying that there was no subject so interesting as the study of a human face—that the panorama of a city street held far more expression and inspiration than the @reatest book ever written, or the most ¢loquent sermon ever preached ‘With bis first glance at his present visitors he rove impulstvely to hin feet. visitors were ushered into ‘hh room. They were two young and very pretty women—and in some vaguely in @efinable way different from the young women with whom his meteoric He fumbled for their cards, which the @areer had brought him into contact. e@ervant hed left on the big table that “Mr, Maxwell?’ said the foremost of the two young women in a direct And at his nod of affirmation, “My name is Miss Hart. I know you are a busy man,’ nd we are not going to take up much of your time. business-like tone. ley. And this is Miss Burnett. reason for visit briefly is—this.” newspaper, and her daintily gloved head-lines on the first page. Maxwell shrugged, and laughed rather tnpatiently. “Does the newspaper exaggerate?” continued “No—aa a matter of fact it tells the exact truth.” Maxwell shrugged again, More so-called “Social Work- ers,” and “Women with a mission.’ \ But he vetled the thought and the re- quitant disappointment, and waited for them to continue. “Then you have determined to give calf of the fortune which you have made in the manufacture and sale of 4 we munitions to practicable char- ty?” continued the charming que tloner. Maxwell bowed again silently. + “No, we have not come to help you * qpend it!” said the interviewer quick- ly, as though divining his thought. “We don't even intend to ask you for @ donation for any pet charities. It eo happens that we are interested in much the same things which evident- ly appeal to you, and as a business ¢) Proposition & occurred to us that \ quite possibly we could work in con- Junction in several directions.” Then , Mona outlined a plan to have him ! help them in their campaign of retri- bution against different people. “You interest me, young woman, eaid Roland Maxwell. “Please go on. For the better part of half an hour Mone talked, with an occasional, con- tribution from Mary. Maxwell him- welt spoke hardly half a dozen sen- tences. He made it plain that bis role was that of listener, perhaps judge. It was true that he had deter- mined to devote half of the spectacu- Jar fortune which the sale of war mu- nitions had brought bim to charity. And in an ill-advised moment he had given his intention to a newspaper reporter. The regult bad been that he had been swamped with letters 4 and telegrams and requests for per- @onal interviews, which had driven him to the verge of distr@tion, and which at the end had left him in a q@adition of almost complete disgust. it was one matter to determine calm- Wy to wpend several million dollars for the public good. But it was quite another matter to be besieged by a @ream of interviewers, who presented @il manner of wild, impracticable @themes for the spending of those millions, and who took it as @ per- @oma) affront when he didn't coincide with their visionary plans, ‘Mona looked at her watch suddenly, and rose abruptly to her fe “We have kept you long enough, Mr. Maxwell. But 1 hope that we have convinced you, at least, of our @ocerity and practicability. If we can be of any further service to you, it 1B possible to reach us at most any me. We are registered at this same botel, ourselves, for the present." Maxwell sat in reverie for some time after they had gone. The tinkle of his telephone aroused Maxwell suddenly. He k: bie pipe, and put the re: instrument to his ear. “Come up," he growled after a moment's pai fey over the wire. Tho frown returned to bis face, but this time it was an eatirely different character, and when tho door of his suite agaia opened, he crossed the floor with bis features set coldly and his eyes nay rowed grimly. ‘Two men entered the room, both with outstretched hands, and ef- fusive smiles. Regardless of the ov- vious coldness in Maxweil's attitude. they caught his hands, and pumped them up and down With expansive cordiallty, after which, they lighted fresh cigars, and stood surveying him with thelr bubbling genialty, if possible increasing instead of diinin- ‘ahing. “Well, come to the point, Durkin,’ anapped Maxwell. ‘I know you are here for some selfi motive, And you, too, Wentworth,” addressing the other, “if you have anything really important to may, be quick about it, Tam a very busy man just now!" “Of course, you are! Don't we know it?" purred Durkin, affecting to disregard the ather's curtness. “And I have an idea that you will be @ whole lot busier after you hear What we have to offer “Just go! Just so! panion, parrot like. “Go to it," growled Maxwell ing his watch expressively hoed his com- open- Bl wccesasasaoceoosaos THE SECRET served him as a private desk. She tovk from her hand ba fin The man called Wentworth stepped cloner to him and lowered his voice “You've made a killing on Munition, Maxwell—by forcing the suggestively. stock up. Why not keep up the good work?" “What do you mean?” “Isn't this the psychological time, with all this talk of neutrality, not to mention your own publicity as a philanthropic agent, to force stock down? Just fancy for a mo- ment what would happen, country is crazy with the so-called millionaires, made over night, and every one, from a newaboy uw anxious to invest in anythin; - gesting munitions or war supplies that munition stock can't be sup- plied fast enough. The right man at the right place can make the biggest cleanup the Street has seen for years—by the right kind of pressure on those stocks! You know what I Why not make a little pool and stand ready to garn the harvest when the crash com: Maxwell surveyed tho other silently —® disconcerting silence, had Max- ell been a keener atudent of psy- chology. “What wbout the ruin that would result to innocent investors?” “What have we to do with them? There is a sucker born every min- ute and I think sometimes the aver- Sf. is a whole lot higher. If we didn’t do the trimming some one else would, id I have an idea t we can do the job just a little bit better than any one else just now! Come, what do you say?” Maxwell paced back and forth across the floor, affecting to consider, “Ian't it @ fact, Wentworth, that you and Durkin have been caught whort on muaitions, and that you would stand to profit more than any one elae by the play you suggest?” Wentworth laughod in an effort to the confusion which the others ct question had caused, ‘What of it? Of course I have been So have others! We can't all be ap lucky as you were.” “What do you think | am—aps big & scoundrel as you two?” returned Maxwell with deliberate insolence— and he was a man who could be gratingly ineulting without so much ae raising hi flushed, Wentworth darted a glance at Durkin, and atrode to the door, followed by hi nion, “You will be sorry for this, Max- well!” and his face was a dull purp! “No man can insult me as you have done and not regret it! You may think you on top just now, but before we are done—”" ‘Yes, before we are done with you, you will be on your knees whining for mercy!" interjected Durkin, e voices of the puir were raised to @ point that was far from discreet, short distance along the corridor, loor opened cautiously, and round {| edge peered the wondering face of girl, who drew back cautiously. Mona, and a: she held her breath, whe motioned silently for Mary to join her, The other was just in time to Maxwell's door close with an i, and to see Wentworth and Durkin shake their fists in silent rage at its panels, Then they strode toward the elevator, giving every ap- penrance of two men so thoroughly angry that they dared not trust themselves to speak, For «4 moment the two girls stood staring after the retreatin: figures. Then Mona turned swiftly to her companton, “They came from Roland Maxwell's rooms. They must have gone in just after we lofi. 1 wonder". She broke off softly, “How would you like to do a bit of amateur detective work, dear?’ Mary laugh You mean to fol- low then? you any idea that there is anything afoot in which we might be Interested?" “You never cun tell,” was the enlg matic rejoinder, “I'll walt here for you. If you hurry can catch the next elevator down Mery flung @ saucy kiss over her shoulder as she darted down the hall. Had either of the two girls--the self- styled “Social! Pirates—« vision of the strange eve to which their sudden decision was to lead them it is probable that Mary's departu would not have been either so assured or £0 prompt As the elevator reached the lobby Mary stepped out quickly and darted a swift lance about the sumptuously furnished hostelry. It was one of thy largest and most pretentious iotels in the city, and was located suffi- ciently near the heart of the shop- ping and theatrical districts to at tract always a large and substantial transient trade. An hour earlier the lobby would have been filled with the last of the luncheon guests, but just OME OOSC® OF THE she continued, The folded pointed to @ group of heavy the The whole ne ture THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, MAY 20, 1916, The Newest Kalem Ploture Now Being Presented at the Leading Motion Plo- In_ Greater New_York Theatres OOOO PAOLA PAPAL PPP PDP PDD PPL PLD DPA PPD PDP PPD DDD D OPAPP PPLPP PPP PPP PLP PPP PPP PPP PP PL PP PL PPP PPPPPSP PPL PP ; DOCTOR LUDLOW SPRANG BACK FROM MONA'S SIDE AND RUSHED TOWARD THE STRUGGLING PAIR. 3 ABs BR RAAAAAAAAARAPRAAAPRRPLS now it was fairly clewr, and the girl had an unobstructed view on either side of her. For a moment she thought she had lost the two men, of whom she was in search, and then she gave a little exclamation of re- lef. They were mounting the wide sweep of stairs on the farther side of the rooms. She strolled carelessly after them, and followed up the stairs, hardly a dozen feet behind the and in ample time to seo them take their places at one of the row of desks and draw a hotel letter-heud out of the rack. Mary sauntered into the room, and dropped into a chair at the adjoining leak, likewise drawing paper and pen to her and assuming to be deeply ab- sorbed in the composition of a note, in reality straining her ears desper- ately in the hope of overhearing some fragment of the dialogue of the two mon that would serve her as a clue to their purpose and errand. For sev- eral momenta her efforts were use- leas, and she was drawing a deep breath of disappointment when the taller of the two worthtes at the next desk carelessly raised his voice. His tones died down again almost imme- diately, but the listening girl had been rewarded with the startling sentence: “We'll either clean up on this—or do time!" Mary's face flushed and she bent closer over her note to hide her ex- cltement. Things were growing in- teresting! It was clear that the two men were rather laboriously compos- ing a@ note, or letter, and that they were having more or leas trouble in the proper wording of its contents. At length, however, the task was evi- dently finished to their satisfaction, ‘The speaker, whose cryptic sentence Mary had overheard, finally picked up the letter-head and read its con- tents to his companion, but his voice was #o low that, strain as she might, Mary found it Impossible to follow it. She saw the couple push back their chairs and rise from the table, taking the mysterious letter with them sealed in an envelope. Mary saw them safely out of the room, allowed herself two or three minutes leeway and rapidly crossed to the desk they had vacated, On the polished ma- hogany surface lay the blotter with which the man had dried the ink of the address envelope. It was a new one, and this was the first use to which it had been put. amiled ae she saw several zigsaggin; Mines of inverted writing—the re- versed impreasion from the envelope. With the ald of a mirror it was just possible that the lines could be read. She slipped the blotter into her hand- bag, and hurried excitedly back to the elevator, and back to her room. Mona was awaiting her eagerly, and listened closely “All that we need now is a mirror, finished the girl, Then we can read the blotter and will have @ real Sher- lock Holmes clue!" Mona smiled, “I am afraid, dear, that blotters are not read with mi rors—except in detective stories! However, we can try it.” For the better part of an hour the two sought industriously to gather the message of the telltale blotter, holding a mir- ror in all kinds of lights and angles and then going so far as to try the effect of a magnifying glass—but all to no purpose. The impression of the envelope’s address had left out several letters almost entirely, and those which remained were so faint and blurred that at the end of an hour the two owned themselves fairly beaten, “Well, we have done our best!” said Mona. “There ts some satisfac- tion in that thought. Perhaps there will be another development in the situation soon which will set us on the right track!” Little did she dream how soon such a development was to occur—or the sinister situation into which it was to plunge them! It was shortly after 8 o'clock the next morning when the fina! inkling of the startling mystery, which pane “Secret of the Submarine” Came From a Hint by Thomas A. Edison. More thrills to the running foot than have appeared in any film story recently produced will be found in the novelization of “The Seeret of the Submarine,” the first instalment of actual deeds performed by “men with which will appear in ‘The Evening the bark on," was selected by Samuel World Mon May On that S, Hutchinson, President of the Amer- ame day “The Secret of the Sub- ican Film Company, to noveliae the marine” will be released as a Mutual gripping story revealed in the feature photoplay in the leading pic- chaptered episodes of Secret of ture houses here and throughout the the Budmarine.” Mr, Powell is ex- country ceptionally qualified through his ob- Devotees of the sereen drama have servation of the dangers of unpre- been awaiting with interest the out- paredness to emphaize the lesson in come of the injunction proceedings propiredness which “The Secret of by which Richard Barry held up the the Submarine” depicts, release of this film until the author- ‘The theme for this tense drama was ship rights which Le ckums could be found in a statement made by protected, Justice Henry D, Hotch- Thomas A, Edison after there had J kiss, in the Supreme Court of New been a fatal explosion on a sub- York County, has denied Mr, Barry's marine. application for an injunction and t “To my mind," the great inventor American Flim Manufacturing Com- is quoted as saying, “there is no rea- pany, which produced the film, has son why an undersea boat should not agreed to provide a bond which will be equipped with a fist-gill-like ap- mply protect him pending the deter- paratus so that it can draw its sups mination of the merits of his claim bly of air directly from the water, TOO OCOCOUOOOO TOO SOC NOVELZED FILM IN EVENIN Thus the stirring film story, which las been ready for release since May 8 and which features Thomas Chat- ‘erton and Juanita Hansen as co- stars, is now freed from legal en- tanglement and will be shown from week to week, beginning Monday, NOVELIZED BY A TALENTED WAR CORRESPONDENT. E. Alexander Powell, the war cor- respondent, @ trained chronicler of A Thrilling Serial by the Famous War Correspondent OOBOOLOIOON®EDHOHAPWGH/GVHOGHOOIVWOGH}OVVOO0HGHHIVSTSOSHGS was soon to claim the at- tention of the entire city, first ob- truded itself into the usually well or- dered routine of life at the Grand Hotel. ‘This was nothing less than the fact that the occupant of Suite No, 124 had disappeared as thor- oughly as though Sthe earth had opened suddenly and swallowed him bodily. Such a situation would have been sufficiently disquieting had tl central figure of the mystery been an ordinary personage without any in- dividual claim on public attention. But when it was learned that the missing occupant of Suite No, 124 was Roland Maxwell, the millionaire plunger and amateur philanthropist, the official staff of the Grand Hotel, from the night clerk up to the chief of the detective staff, and from that gimlet-eyed individual up to the au- gust general manager himself, were thrown into a condition of conster- nation, bordering on panic, A belated bellboy, chided by Mona rather sharply for his delay in a swering her call button, brought to the two Social Pirates their first in- timation of the startling situation, The bellboy, it developed, had been detained by the house detective to answer certain questions regarding his last call at 124, and the yon filled with the mystery of it all, was more than eager to pour out the whole story to sympathetic listeners, The girls found themselves in pos- session of a fairly comprehensive synopsis of what had happened. Mona watched the door close behind the boy, with his face glowing at an unexpectedly large tip, and then faced Mary impulsively. “It strikes me, girl, that you and I hoki the key to the situation!” “You mean those men I followed yesterday,” questioned Mary, turning back from the window. “Exactly. And what ts more, if we use our wits in the right direction [ believe we can solve the mystery. I am going to have another look at that blotter, That is a kind of a challenge to me, and I think 1 see a way by WORLD GEN Thus the lives of the crew will not be dependent upon the compressed air supply or on the ability of the boat to reach the surface. When this invention Is perfected submarine nav- igation will be perfectly safe and se cretive.” “The Secret of the Submarine” has 4a story woven around a young girl whose father is the inventor of an apparatus such as that Mr. Edison predicted. ‘The efforts of foreign gov- ernment spies to get at the secret and the dangers endurea by the inven- tor's daughter and a young naval Lieutenant in preventing its discovery form gripping situations in plenty Thomas Chatterton as the young naval olficer, Lieut, Hope, and Jua- nita Hansen, Cleo Burke, the in- ventor's daughter, are particularly well fitted to carry out the love in- terest which holds the story on its thread, as well as to form the genuinely perilous “stunts” which the scenario writer outlined for them, The heavy roles were played by Lamar Johnstone and Hylda Hollis, both distinguished in filmland for their capable work in characterizing villainy. William ‘Tedmarsh plays the Jap, Satsuma, a character like that rhe Diamond From the Sky." A REAL SHARK FIGHT IN REAL WATER. George Clancy, the rotund charac- ter man who plays “Hook” Barnacle in “The Secret of the Submarine,” furnishes one of the hair raising thrills of the picture when he fights a E. Alexander Powe PDDDDDGHDDGDHIGOODHOGDHHOGHHHHHOHOHOODHHGHOOGOHGDHOOG which we can decipher its secret.” Mona carried ¢! Ddlotter to the window, and for several moments eat staring at the reflection of its broken letters in a hand mirror. “Bring me @ telephone direetory, Mary,” she called suddenly. eet the t other obeyed, Mona sigzagging letters in the glass. When jotted down on paper they made the Quite evidently when completed, the words were an address. ‘Turn to the Claremont section of the direc- tory,” directed Mona. “I think we are fairly safe in assuming that ts our point of departure. Now for tl rest of it, Run your finger over the names and places listed under the letter R—and see what you find.” For a few moments Mary read steadily, as directed, Mona shaking her head dubiously as she tried in vain to make any of the words match with the fragmentary letters before he ‘Reatview Sanitariu: “Wait a moment,” called Mo: excitedly, “I believe we have 1 Her pencil skimmed over the sbeet of paper on which she had jotted down the cryptic letters, “Eureka!” site cried, “It matches perfectly. Rest- view Sanitarium Claremont. I won- der if we can have as much success with the rest of the puzzle. Le’ A sanitarium naturally sugge! doctor. That may be the explanation of the first ‘D’ in our top line, Turn to the physicians, Mary, and what we find under the letter ‘L.’ That ought to be the first letter of our man's last name. Mary read through the finely print- ed names of physicians, her fingers travelling slowly down the page. “Ludlow—Doctor Walter Ludlo' she said. And Mone stopped her, her pencil again busy with the letters of the puzzle, She sprahg to her feet decidedly. “Our address reads “Doctor Walter WINE THRILLER ieee Sle Was Subject of a Law Suit— This Paper Begins Print- ing It Monday. ” read Mary. shark to a standstill under water, ‘The shark was real, and so was the water, Another of the thrillers which are shown in an early chapter of the story shows a collision between two automobiles, in which the two rear wheels of one are torn completely off, A bomb explosion which completely destroys a house is another incident which will make the observer grab the arms of his seat, Miss Hansen and Mr. Chatterton have a splendid chance to display their nerve in still another scene, where the submarine in which they are riding is allowed to Mil with water, In producing the submarine views the film company was granted the use of both crews and craft at the San Pedro naval base by special uurtesy of the Navy Departmont ‘This insured an absolute realism which could have been procured in no other way. All through the story, each chap of which ends with a “punch,” there are scenes revealing in the most sen- sational fashion the pitfalls dug time after time by the relentless con- spirators, who were willing to sac- rifles anything or anybody in thelr chase after the “Secret of the Sub- marine.” And Released asa Photoplay by the Mutual Film Co. Plot by George Bronson Howar Novelization by Hugh C. Weir The next moment a drag him back. Wit toward the struggling arms and hurled the corner. Ludlow, Restview Sanitarium, © mont,” she said, “I think we can profitably spend our morning in a visit to the sanitarium and Doctor ladiow.” “But what can that have to do with the disappearance of Mr. Maxwell?” objected Mary. ‘Everything—or again they have nothing to do with it. We may be on a fa lead all round. That is why wo are going to keep our own counsel and work on our own initiative until ‘we seo what develops from our quest. You ring for a car, Mary, while I finish dressin, It was shortly before noon when the girls drow up before a square gray building, set well back in a well- enciosed yard. Before an tron-spiked entrance gate appeared the sign, Restview Sanitarium. As the car halted, a uniformed watchman opened the gate and came forward to inquire the errand of the visitors. Mona had already determined on her courso of action, and now ehe leaned forward, and said in a low tono: “I would lik to see Doctor Ludlow himself, if po: sible, on a professional matter.” ‘The man nodded and swung open the gate for the car to pass through. “You will find the sign of his office just ahead,” he directed. “If the doc- tor is at liberty, his secretary will ar- range an appointment for you.” Mona thanked him, and as the car came to a halt inside the grounds, she beckoned to Mary, and bidding the chauffeur to wait, made her way through the doorway marked Office. “are you ready for ur ordeal, dear, if necessary?” she said in a low one. “Tn do my part—never fear!" was the firm rejoinder, And then the two found themselves inside the private office of the sanitarium, and facing a white-coated attendant, who was telling them to be seated while notified the doctor of their presence. The attendant had been seated at a flat top desk, on which was opened a large book, suggesting a journal or register. Mona stepped quickly across to the desk as the man left the room. As her eyes fell om the opening page Defore her she gave a little gasp. The latest entry in the volume—evi- dently a register of the patients of the institution—wan “Robert Gardner.” And it had been written in the same handwriting which had addressed the myaterious letter at the Grand Hote! the day before. Mona was back In her seat, staring demurely from the window when the attendant returned. With him was a middle-aged man, with the pointed beard aleg, professional manner of a physic! It needed no intro- duction to define him as Doctor Lud- low, the head of the institution. Mona at once rose from her chair and drew him apart from Mary, who e#at look- ing from the window, apparently ob- livious to the other's entrance. “May I talk to you in private?” the girl asked, indicating her companion with a little gesture. The doctor nodded and led the way into a long t:.ner corridor, into which the outer office led. “My sister Is suffering from a severe nervous shock,” expl.ined Mona. “T don’t know just how serious it may be, but I have come to the conclusion that she needs expert attendance a treatment—and your institution has been recommended to me as one where she will receive the best of care, I should like to discuss her case with you, and if we can arrange terms, er age Doctor Ludlow nodded sympatheti- cally, evidently not at all averse to the suggestion of a new patient. For a few moments Mona explained, with wonderfully improvised completeness, the details of her “sister's” malady, and then the doctor set forth the terms of the institution, and the treatment which he endeavored to administer to patients of the char- acter described to him. Mona pur- posely haggled somewhat over the terms, and the two were deep in the discussion of the subject when from somewhere in the building came the sounds of a violent scuffle and the shouts of a man, ‘The next moment a haggard figure burst into the corridor, with a uni- formed attendant hanging to his arms, and endeavoring to drag him back. It was Rowland Maxwell, With a muttered curse Doctor Lud- low sprang back from Mona's side and rushed toward the struggling pair, Before he could reach them, Maxwell, with a sudden twist, had jerked himself free from the attend- ant’s arms and huried the guard limping into a corner. Withoyt a word Doctor Ludlow flung himself on Maxwell'’a shoulders, and the two swayed back and forth, Ludlow fore- ing the refractory “patient back into the hall from which he had escaped. Mona could hear the scuffie con- into the corridor, with a uniformed attend- ant hanging to his arms, and endeavoring to It was Rowland Maxwell. a muttered curse, sprang back from Mona’s side and rushed haggard figure burst Doctor Ludlow pair. Before he could reach them, Maxwell, withasudden twist, had jerked himself free from the attendant’s guard limping into a Without a word Doctor Ludlow flung himself on Maxwell’s shoulders, and the two swayed back and forth, Ludlow forcing the refractory ‘‘patient’’ back into the hall from which he had escaped. tinuing behind the door, She waited for a moment and then, stealing for- ward, tried the handle. {t turned in her hand and the door swung open. Maxwell had been thrown into a chair, almost unconscious, while Lud- low was disappearing through an- other door at the end of the corridor, evidently in search of reinforcements. Mona saw that for the time at least the coast was clear. With a ewift glance in the direction which Ludlow had taken, she ran to Maxwell and as the man stared up at he pidly in a kind of vague recognition, the whispered briefly: “Help is near! Pretend to be subdued, and watch for the appearance of friends to-night.” It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon when the machine again rolled through the spiked entrance gateway of the Restview Sanitarium, Mary gazed about her with open uncer- tainty and hesitancy, but Mona met the situation serenely. She was con- fident that if the other girl were run- ning into peril, she had made ar- rangements that would extricate her before serious results could happen. And they were playing for stakes that demanded a certain element of risk! Everything went well and that night Mary admitted Mona, with two paid keepers, into the institution, They held up the guard and quickly found Maxwell's room. It was in the early morning when the automobile drew up again before the entrance of the Grand Hotel. Mona's plans had already been made, and a hasty consultation with the bewildered Maxwell had brought a hasty assent from him. Covering the financier in a long automobile duster and pulling a cup well dqwn over his face, the two girls proceeded with him through the lobby and to the elevator, without any inkling of the missing man’s reappearance reach- ing the night clerk at the desk. When the three were safe in the sit- ting-room of the girls’ suite, Mona sketched rapidly for Maxwell a re- view of the events of the past twen- ty-four hours—and the financier, now beginning to recover from his disquieting experience, added such details as were necessary for a thor- ough understanding of the situation. Mona's surmise that he had been kidnapped by enemies on the market was correct. His disappearance had been engineered by Messrs. Durkin and Wentworth, following his refusal to ald them tn their scheme to force down the market. Maxwell paced restlessly back and forth over the room as hie keen mind, now restored to normal, began to appreciate the full enormity of what had been done, and how much he owed to the quiek ‘wit_of his two young friends. “We will, of course, keep my re- appearance a secret until we see how the market breaks,” he decided, “but we had better get some one out to the inferna] sanitarium without de- lay. Your man must be about ex- hausted with his vigil—and besides if Wentworth or Durkin think to phone the place, they will learn at once what has happened. We must guard against that happening unti! we are ready to spring our little surprise.” Maxwell's little “surprise,” when it was finally sprung at about noon, proved all that could have been de- sired. The two conspirators were d literally caught red-handed, and suf. fered themselves to be led into ou tody without a word. Even whe they met Doctor Ludlow at the police station, their stupefaction a be- wilderment were so great that the; accepted this last crushing blow with- out a word. With the sudden reap- pearance of Maxwell, the artificial deflated stock Jumped back to nor- mal with a surprising bound, and the financier returned to his hotel late in the afternoon, on the whole very well satisfied with the day's developments, His first action was to summon Mary and Mona, and as they stepped | into the room he pressed into their hands two checks. “I took the liberty of investing a few hundred for you in Munition stock before I sent the market up again,” he explained, “I thougbt you were entitled to profit by what you have done.” And then, before they could utter a word of thanks, he produced « telegram from his desk. "My secretary has been unexpect edly detained. But I have decided not to wait for his report on your plans, You may count me fully pre- pared to co-operate with you, young ladies, in any prospect Which you may recommend to me. An hour later, in the privacy of thelr room, Mary threw herself into Mona's arms with # little laugh of sheer delight, “It seems too good to be true doesn't it, dear?” “I faney you will find these checks will seem true enough when you present them at the bank,” returned the more practical Mona, (End of the Ninth Episode) THE TENTH ADVENTURE OF “THE SOCIAL PIRATES” WILL BE PUBLISHED FRIDAY, MAY 26 PODOGHBDHDHDOOHHODHHDGQHOGEDHHOHNS: BEGINS MONDAY’S EVENING WORLD PODOGOGDSHG IN SOOO UO DODD DODGOHT GODS