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the armful of kittens and carried them retraced his steps toward the front French windows at the aide he had an in. nized th could move on he saw a recond ma It Dr. Montrose himself, com- fng into the hall from the adJoining brary. Clayton saw Montrone’s face darken with indignation at sight of Felix’s attitude, Then he saw the doctor seize the servant by the } shoulder and spin him apout, Bob Clayton grinned, well pleased that } § this shifty servant, whom he had al- } ways distrusted, should for once be } confronted by punishment, } But Felix showed no fright nor ’ shame at his detection, He met Dr. Montrose’s accusing glare with calm eyes, As the doctor ceased speaking ayton saw Felix's mouth open in reply. He could not, of course, hear the servant's words, which brief and concise—but he their effect on the do Montrose's face went pale, His hand dropped from Felix's collar. He took a hasty step backward. For an Snstant he and tho servant faced each * other in tense silence. Then Felix, with an ironic half sinile, bowed and walked away, Dr. Montrose walked fnto the library with the heavy tread of an old and stricken man. Clayton suddenly realized that he had been an onlooker at something that did not in the least concern him, Ne turned, and he did so, almost collided with Layton Parrish, He had not heard Parrish approach, He did not know how long the detec- five might have been standing there @t his side, nor how much of the tableau through the windows Parrish might have seen “Good day, Mr. Clayton,” the de- tective er pd Bob. 1 was starting up the front steps when | saw you @tanding here with your mouth open, vd You seemed so much interested in * 4 Something that I thought I'd join you show, too. What's up?” a} lix—Dr. Montros u know—listening at a door . The doctor caught him and ,@tarted to call him down. ix |) turned on him and sald something that seemed to go through Dr, Mont- | rove like a knife. What do ‘you 4} make of it?" +i - “if I knew what to make of every- thing that goes on in this queer old * house know more “slowly replied Parrish, “I'd than is good for any (square man to know. > # lot more than And I'd know other people to hav is good for a few me know." that ran the full length of the lower floor. A man wae standing—or rather, er yuching—at a the hall as though spying on some one in the room b eadropper aa Felix, Dr. 3 pn walk into his But by the time ho reached the rose garden Florence had gathered up into the house by a rear door, So Bob veranda. Ashe passed by the: long unobstructed view of the wide hallway Idly, half-consciously, he glanced urtained doorway in nd. Clayton recog- n servant. Before Bob nge of vision. ontrose’s im! than you pausing " the “You mean more answered Clayton, at Veranda steps. “Do 12" suavely returned Parrish, “Well, it's better than saying more than I mean, Goodby. 1 guess I won't go tn, after all He nodded and started down the walk toward the street, But Clayt rang the bell and was admitted. Parrish abruptly checked his own progress, Turning, he sped around the side of the house once more, paused at an obscure side door among the vines, took a key from his pocket, unlocked the door and cautiously entered the house, Clayton was ushered into the it- brary by Felix. Dr, Montrose, look- ing up, rose and advanced cordially to welcome his guest. Felix departed in search of Flor- ence, who presently came laughing Into the room, carrytn one hand her camera and tn the her arm two struggling kittens, . Bob!” whe hailed the artist. “You are Just in time to help me pose these bad little cats for a snapshot, I've been trying for five minutes to get them in focus, See, I have put the microscope lens on my camera, It will photograph them as big as ele- phants.” At this juncture the kittens abrupt- ly put an end to the girl's photo~ graphic plans by squirming free and scampering out of the room, ‘Never mind!" said Florence, Clayton tried to catch one of them passing. “Let them go. Such naughty Kittens don't deserve to have their pictures taken. What brings you here so early in the day? 1 thought you were always at your stu- dato ull a" “I'm playing truant,” replied Clay- ton, “Hesides, I'm not here as a guest, but ax an errand boy.” Ho repeated his mother's invitation for the Country Club dinner. Florence gladly accepted, and he promised to call for her in his car at 7.30, While they chatted, Dr, Montros quietly left the room and mounted the stairs toward his laboratory, Not for several minutes did Clayton and Florence observe that he was no longer in the brary. ‘The telephone rang in the hail, just outside the library door, Florence went an- swer the call, leaving Clayton to wonder what had become of his hy At the far end of the wire Mra, Clay- ton's voice was asking Florence if Bob had remembered to deliver her invi- tation, and if the girl would be able to accept It as touch them, They form the first tan- gible clue we've had.” Florence left him and sped down the hall, Almost at once she returned, carrying her camera. he microscople lens » explained, focusing the Now for a re of Harold ought to be it In the ‘Exam’ ner’ As you say, It's a special clu Florence leveled the camera and pressed its bulb, Sho took two photo- aphs of differing tme-exposures fw atitl at tached, instrum the finger-printa to reprodu n, followed by Clayton, she hur- to her "dark room” on the next floor, Fifteen minutes later, plates were developed and — printed. ton pocketed one of the prints as sing to carry this down to tanley,” he said, “The pub- y have seen the mosaic photograph of the Crimson Stain leader's face, Now they'll have a look at his finger-prints. Seo!" commented Fi to a second print she had made. at thumb ought to be asy to It hax a tiny sear, part apex. I don't sup- pose tt would show for much in the hand ite! But the microscope makes it look like a gash.” They descended into hall. “Do you mind before I start out ing forth a polish r cleyarette “There's such a gale of wind ing outside that I'm afratd I'm not enough of an Irishman to make a match burn there!" He was groping for a match as he spoke. Then his eyes fell on Felix. The servant had quietly appeared from somewhere in the rear of tho house and was holding out Clayton's hat and gloves which he had obse- quiously picked up from the hall table. An idea flashed tnto Bob's mind. Thrusting back the match into his pocket, he produced a silk handker- chief ‘and vigorously rubbed the alroady shining surface of the cigar- ette case, “These silver cases get tarnished so easily,” he explained, "I always make ita rule ‘o shine this up at least oace a day As he spoke the case slipped from fumbling fingers to the rug at his . Felix at once picked up the case hand it to him. “Thanks,” sald Bob, He took the cave from the noe, point- the front ht a clearette 4 Hob, draw- si \t's at his own fingers did not touch either of the shining sides, but only the edges, Hob glanced unobtrusively at the case, then sald to Florence: “Oh, by the way, I want to look IT ran across {t to-day and I don't know means, You have a diction~ brary, haven't you red the room and Flor- ery outstretched hand in such a way t up the word ‘nasute. in a story what It “What do you mean by that?” de- “Of course T'll come, Mra. Clayton,” across to a shelf where fs Manided Beb, sharply. Rob heard Florence reply. “He is go- stood a dictionary set “Only what I say,” evaded Parrish, ing to take me tn his car, after he has “Never mind that whispered © leading the way toward the front brought you to the club, I~ Clayton, detaining ber, “Just look door. Clayton strolled into the hall on here!’ | __BANKING AND FINANCIAL, | __ BANKING AND FINANCIAL, + BAMKING AND FINAISCIAL. 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HE'S ONE OF THE BIG MEN OF THE CRIMSON STAIN GANG,” elded to come in, after all, for with Dr, Montrose, ine into’ this room, dozed, I heard something in that room there, 1 supposed it was the doctor, and I started to go through the curtains to see him, Then you yanke aside and yelled at me. What's the matter with you, any- how? You don't own this house, do a talk The man siowed I guess I must ‘a’ fere is Dr, Montrose now, terposed Florence as step sounded in the hall, it In- the doctor's “I will tell you are walting to see him.” . eee . Promptly at half past seven that evening Hob Clayton's car drew up before the Montrose house, Florence was waiting in the hallway for her rt. Down the walk they went, through the staritt darkness, to the waiting car, Netther heard a rustle among the porch vines as they passed. "I showed Stanley those finger- prints we photographed." Clayton was saying as he and Florence de- a slouch hat pulled low over his ey he had the bent shoulders and cur spine of a hunchback, F Pleasant sight to look upon, fe was not ® crashed the two men, the lantern po- The Crest Country Club lies several miles beyond Riverda excellent of Mrs, ©) undergoing tate roud. repairs, At a the highway to which were affixe red lanterns and a white card sign bearing in large bis letters t le, and is con- nected with that pretty suburb by an tipon his opponent's juw But at the time other collapsed les yton’s dinner the road was yered to wis feet ands certain point a barrier was stretched across \ two oard | he word “DETOUR,” with a black ar- row underneath. This meant that Clayton must steer his car into a narrow and muddily rutted by which route the main thoroughfare two mii yond, With @ true automobdilist's hatr of detours, Bob Clayton steered swaying machine along the bum, ruts and hollows of the lane, sharp curve in th road a m Stepped out from the wayside bushi and waved @ lighted lantern, byroad, the ‘sky, ‘ed his py ‘ an en Painting and Sculpture Seen At St. Mark’s ‘The present exhibition at St. Mark's In the Rouwerte 19 tainted heavily with modernism. Many of the paintings are an: drawings approach grossness, a Putnam, Robert C. Doran and Schnakenberg make up the ex- b | hibition group. The catalogue contains numbers, and the showing tn St Mark's Hall, Second Avenue and ‘Tenth Street, will be continued until the end of this month. Robert ©, Doran ts more pro- nounced tn his adheston to modernity | than are his colleagues, His “The Villax mbles the work of Mau- rice B, Prendergast and the impression produced by tt ty similarly displeasing in “Tully better and ny bu have a out" aspect and are characterized by a lack of vitality hop ful in a Mr. Doran's portrait of “Erwin Frey” ts ter the Ke t Henri school, and t# in tithesia, realism, His drawings almply gross, H. I Behnakenberg ia imme r= ably superior both a4 to theme, technique and composition, His "The Little ¢ Jar” is well conceived and happily rendered as to@he Jade cylin der jar do the teakwood base, and the Orlental plate with its myth’ su BANKING AND FINANCIAL, Protect sainst worthh dishonest and. irres brokers and pro» rs by subscribing to the New York Curb The truth @ $2.00 Yearly, yourself stack without fear or Java, hing but academle, and certain | Ject 18 well painted. 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Monday, Nov. 18, when they will come up for auction A “Womanly” Remove Hair —_ — ~ 5 . hy THE EVENING WORLD, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 1916 fk a —- — - a " ae DYDOAANOO) DOPOD DOOONOD DAGOOHOA ODIO DIG OOO OD VAAN OIE HERE PEACE DODESGEDOS DODGE DOODDHS FHOTTDDHODDOHTS POOSTHODOVIODAHOA AONE CHOOT GAGGIA om T CRIM ON IN MY R Featuring Maurice Costello and Ethel Grandin 5 > A S | Novelized by ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE : ‘ Being Presented by the Consolidated Film Corporation MMeessasvesaoe CHODEMODODOCCODANCOSIS VEE BOR ron) oy COFROTOOHE x oe DOD! 1DOVOIDEFOIDECSOOIDOIODUEWOGE COOO® we © learning that it was his mother to He pointed to the cigarette case, scended the veranda steps toward the “Hello!” growled Bob. “A break- “Four of them, hey?” thought Clay- 1 TENTH EPISODE whom Florence was talking. As he which he stil held in gingerly fasb- “They are to be reproduced in down ahead, | suppose. That means ton, as he gained. the dooryard, o) an yi stepped through the doorway from the ion by its corners, ‘The polished sur- to-morrow's miner’ [showed delay. And we're jite as itis, What's “Well, a man can die only one 8 phone, her buck to tho stalrway, And bore the imprint of Felix's thumb, case, too, And he thinks, just as | Clayton's question chanked into an lifged her over the crazy doorsill anto Pi ® noar the upper landing of the statin tho “scar?” “ho” whispered. do, that they're the same.’ ‘The sear, exclama fon of dismay ax the man thBshack’s ono rovm. Sho redoubled i ood Pierre ue, La Rue's eves 8 ‘or Instance, wouldn't be likely with the lantern whipped his other her struggling, and 1 i =) (Constigt Wy Coneetitated rim Coperation, 1016,) met Clayton's, Then Pierre whir He glanced up quickly, to see occur in two different people's hand from tohind ‘hia back and love pasacd Avrawnide ord araund ‘ee #* SrRdved: 08 BEEING ePrcute About and dashed upward out Folix's curious facmypoering at him hands." eliod an automatic pistol at Clayton wrists and ankles, strapping the girl x Harold Staniey. t for re datiy by bt sieht, Clayton bounded up the stair. through the curtain#’of the reception “Th Harold coming to the dinner?” and the girl, Two more men stepped to a broken-down if : a tag ; way in hot pursuit. Florence fol- tootn doerwa As he looked, the asked Klorence. “Or wasn't he In- from belind the screen of bushes with the shack awung 33 sen worhire lowed. No one was in sight, At the fice disappeared, The curtain folda vited?* dra One of them wore open, Pierre La Ruy steppou into the ae nate, further end of the hallway acar the fll back Into place : : Invited —fyim," a The other Clayton room. As he glanced at Florence, the Beh benws Later he locked door of the lai ry & W hat is the matter?” asked Flor- an't « t in the gloom as Tanner, crimson stain ed luridly in’ his =F 4 Rane Tones, Thar dow stood open, ‘Toward thin wind turning, an instant too late, to ght’s work Lill out for t men Stain gang!" mut- eyes. She shriekcd again and agalt tou "wo bill him. Ho ran Fle Hoo AY HIS " " * tered Clayton Aa if in repl the front od e ws to hed Oat, A bic Mt sald Clayton, vexed, “and = The ear whirred forth into the “Hands up and shut up!" command ope ase Ben aston GURL into the —————— sowed Whefe: the ow you what is the matter," s ft left the Montrose ed the man with the lantern. room. His clothes were disneve BOR CLAYTON threw away a cigarette as he turned tn at the front 1 wiong the veraa- Sineehey cand: tt the reception U prang from the | With three pistols pointed » and muddy. ‘There was blood on h . ® tarne " dow y and flung the cur- the poreh ¥ farted in Clayton had no option face fro cut I a st walk leading to Dr. Montroxe’s Riverdale house, He waa the t. On the th tae . red tee At ID. B08 | 1 ite Rytnti par in the threshold, facing ur, and jumped up o: Now,” went on the ward to Where Flore < bearer of a message from his mother, inviting Florence to an im- ath sede food ton Parrlah ut’ the reat. Ha waa a “get out of the ca er bonds. Hefore ha could prompt dinner whlch Mrs. Clayton was to give that evening at LaRue, “Look! Down tere What ir blazes are you doing In appearance, this tromblin pool to the Tanner and thy tasked 1 the Crest Country Club, As Clayton ‘neared house he caught = Sho pointed at window iil Y she Ka Hob, in amazement ride stealer, as the | nt from the #round. ‘The lantern carrier iroutealiy thenwelves upon him from behind, @ glimpse of Florence, playmg with her kittens, in the rose garden at the ‘There, clearly outlined axainst the 4) Hts ms nied th ier at me like electric street lamps half revealed his Started forward if to assist her. bearing him to the ground, Pierre rear, Instead of mounting the veranda steps he walked around the house snow ite paint of the #lll, Wiey saw at," grumbled the detective, “I de- outlines. Mearded, shabbily dressed, In doing so he lowered his revoiver. La Rue, on Clayton's entrance, toward the garden, his footsteps noiseless on the soft turf of the lawn, & sot of fingerprints, stonned ewiftiy back through the ‘Good laimed Clayton. “Don't doorway by which he had entered and disappeared into the outer darkness, As ner, with a “full Nelson,” held Clayton’ powerless, the masked man drew a long-biaded knife, Flor- ence screamed madly for help “Let him up!" commanded u yoice from the rear door, Florence turned, expecting to see Pierre La Rue standing there, In- stead, the doorway framed the body of a hunchback—vearded, ragged, sinister, He was levelling a pistol at the battling trio on tho floor. “Let him up!" snarled the hunch- back again, Tanner and the masked man, look- ing around, found themselves’ peers ing into the black muzzle of the re- volver, It was an argument they could ‘not resist. Clayton, released, sprang up. All three stared at the The hunchback, motioning yton with his free hand, pointed to the fettered girl, “Cut her loose,” he said, “and get her away from here, I can hold these carrion Ull you're gone.” 4 ton obeyed. owe you our lives, sir,” he addressing the hunchback "Get her to your car and take her interrupted his rescuer. breathed Florence, as Clay- f carried her to the car, ne home, Bob. You can tele- phone your mother that I'm too un- nerved to go to the dinner. Take me home." The hunchaipk - waited without moving, the tw& men held helpless by his menacing pistol, until he heard the throb of the departing car. Then, with a movement unbelievably swift for one so crippled, he slipped out of the rear doorway and into the dark- ness, Reoovering thelr courage, Tanner and the Black Mask sprang after him, But he was nowhere to be found. The car made slow progress over the deop rutted byway on Its return trip to the Etate road. So many jars and bumps shook its occupants that neither of ‘hem noticed an extra {u- pact as the hunchback overtook them and clambered up to bis former place on the trunk rack. As the car drew up to the door of the Montrose house the hunchback silently dropped off his perch and glided into the shadow of the vines at the side «f the veranda, Neither Clayton nor the tremoling girl saw him, But some one else did, For the ast half mile a motor- cycle had followed close behind the car. Now, Layton Parris, dismount- ing from the motorcycle, leaped into the vine-shadows and dragged forth the wriggting hunchback. And Clayton, with a furious spring, launched himself upon him. Down ing out ay they fell bermost, Swinging fri he brought it down wit Clayton was up- bis rigat band errific force point. 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Parrish xked his cuptive up the steps and nto the (ull glare of the front ball's lights “J've got him! cried the detective, who by this “Cve got him, I've been laying Or one of the chaps anyhow. he can't xet away. big men of the Crim- Stain gang.” k made no reply, but shaking time 1) And this time He's one of th son The hunchba the prisoner, ceased to ri ctor. ‘The ch ist remained moveless and inert. “Why! exclaimed Florence, “This aved our live Parris! rroborated Bob, ou've made another blunder here. ne Cromson Stato lackguards, And this man freed us at the pistol point.” “I ought to know what I'm talking about,” snarled Parrish, shaking bis captive again, “I tell you this ts a member of the Crimson Stain gang Perhaps the leader, He—look,” broke off Parrish ay the hunchback’s thatch of gray hair fell to one side under the Vigorous shaking. “He's in disgulac We'll have that off plenty quick and Get a good look at him.” Roughly he tore off the prisoner's false hair and beard, As he did #0 the bent shoulders lost their stoop and hump disappeared from the curved back In the grasp of the astonished de- tective stood—Felix! Parrish was the first of the party cover from the shock. om” he drawied. "The Crimson Stain ts 1n your household, docto “Doctor!” sald Feilx, ‘The servant's voice was low. His tone seemed to carry no menace. Yet, Dr. Montrose came forward as if drawn by an invisible force, Going up to Parrish, the doctor sald, sterniy. e were caught by to Clayton ts right, Parrish. mace a blunder in arresting this man. It's all nonsense for you to pretend he is mixed up with the Crimson Stalin, He is my servant. Til vouch for him, Let him go." Parrish glowered at the doctor and feomed about to refuse. But—or so the watching Clayton {tmagined—a sudden am crept into Montrose’s compelling glance. Parrish hesitated. Then, with a grunt, he released the servant. Felix went away toward the rear of the house as if on some household errand, Parrish scowled after him. Without a word, he shrugged bis shoulders and stamped out on to the veranda and thence to the str Florence, with ber father and Clay- ton, moved Into the library. ‘The girl, almost hysterically, broke into speech. “There is so much I don't under- stand!” she stammered, “Felix's finger prints!—Why did he help us?— And where is Harold? Harold said he would"— Clayton, suddenly laying a hand on her arm and on the doctor's, Inter- rupted her by nodding toward the brary door curtat ‘A figure was vaguely outlined against them. At a single stride Clayton reached the portiere and tore it open. Harold Stanley stepped from the discovered hiding place and came into the room, “Good evening, Dr, Montrose,” sald Stanley, ignoring the surprised ex- clamations of the others and walking straight up to the doctor, “I have learned several things to-night. 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