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THE EVENING WORLD, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1922, THE HOUSE OF The Master Myste by LOUIS TRACY PERIL Illustrated by of New so could not ask for him. Inquest in Van Cortland Mys- cree ther Even Mr. Winter feund difficulty tn ery Is Severely Formal and = zaining admission, but ultimately per : suaded the Cerberus to let him through Develops Nothing New. those well-guurded portals. their coffee when the head of the Bu RING POISON IDENTIFIED. reau was announced. Dixon, who had never seen him, was awed at first; but quickly responded to the great de- Mixture of Arsenic and Bella- tective's gentality and ease of manner. “Got anybody hilden under tho donna Said by Chemist to Com- tanier” wax Winter's first inquiry, A when a third coffee cup was bidden, prise Snake Poison Also. nan fresh Havana lighted, “Not to our knowledge,” laughed THE STORY TO DATE, *ifna o quiet afternoon?” ae “Yes, the bell has been kept busy, ROWN, t the butler of the Fifth but you are our first actual visitor. “I've had a fierce day sighed the Avenue mansion of Anthony big man. Van Cortland, finds his em- "May I ask if you have made any Ployer dead and twelve guests progress?" unconscious around a table where the — “*Yes—und no, We have lightened thirteen had gathered for a convivial th: net, which was rather overloaded ‘ y our first haul yesterday morning, before. A goldfish in a bowl in the eiements in this business which are room is floating, dead. A strange odor jot golved yet. Furneaux has gono ig ed the room. to the movies, and that is an encour- ante Stuart, an army officer, calls ‘aging sign.’ ‘an Cortland to go for a ride in ““sp, the movies!’ cried both his Gautral Park and discovers the state of jearers, one After talking with Morrison, ““syeg. Carlotta Grisi is by way of he chauffeur; Roberts, the valet; Ma- yecoming a cinema star, and one of ne the maid, and Brown, eit Stuart her passionate films is being shown calls Police Headquarters and in a feW ¢, night. minutes a weet te} ing Aue hes ap- +A!” again in chorus, pears at the mansion and introduces u you say ‘Ah,’ as though himself as Mr. Furneaux of the detec- Radia ay bee ! live force. After et over the pore he_ orders that Dr. George it of East 83d Street be called. pt. Stuart, chosen by Furneaux to notify Miss Mary Dixon, Van, Cort- land’s fiancee, of his death, performs the disagreeable task, but is impressed by the fact that she shows nc deep grief. Meantime Willie Dixon, Mary's young brother, one of the unconscious group, awakes after Furneaux has emp- tied the pockets of all the Ace Club members and taken their fingerprints, Capt. Stuart accompanies Willie Dixon to his home, meéets| Mary i but learns nothing of her feeling: garding the death of the man she to marry. He joins Furneaux and Chief of Detectives Winter at sreak- fast, where they discuss the case. Discovery is made of a threatening typewritten note in which Van Cortland was told he could never marry Mary Dixon. The writer has attempted an italian dialect. Furneaux’s theory is that the mur- derer,' after administering a knockout draught to the party and pouring the balance into the gold fish bowl, admin- ist a deadly dose to Van Cortland iy hy rmic or otherwise and going to a balcony outside the window threw ine sytinge or other instrument into the Central Park shrubbery. He elim- sinates all save three of the Ace Club members, Durrane, Kerningham and Baker. The butler tells of a visit by Miss Baker and her father to Van Cortland and a conversation in which the dead man made light of the threatening note. Stuart overhears a conversation in which Bontagy Toyn says that Mary ixon a to marry VanCortland because ae saved her father from fail- ure in a deal in rubber stocks. Capt. Crossley, precinct commander. manoeuvres the arrest of a tramp who has a ring he claims to have found in Central Park opposite the Van Cort- tand mansion. ficer Flanagan, who made the arrest, is scratched while ex- «mining the ring and dies just as Van Cortland died. It is found that the poison that killed Van Cortland and Flanagan has come trom an antique ring such as was used: wm Italy two or three centuries ago. some, of the contents are sent to a ianicologist, Willie Dixon invites Capt. Stuart to stay in the Dixon flat while his father sister are in the Adirondacks aud makes it clear that the invitation is ex: tended at Mary's suggestion. Mary Dixon adds the fact that Prank wakers collection comprised a poison ring but she believes him innocent o: Van Cortland's death. A man calling no «if Pau. Forster visits the Dixon The two younger men were finishing ns lending money on ‘em, and the old Tony fell for Mary, and Pop with a proposition that he should just lift a big mortgage off the property, which he did, with the re- n poor me to sult that Pop cleaned up two millions in preferred stock when the amal gamation took place, He would have made more if he hadn't sold so many shttres to the other two financiers who got away with the dough, too, of course, But Tony even behaved like a white man all through—never even hinted that Mary was part of the bar gain—so she could Wardly turn him down when he asked her to marry him."" “Ah! That's clear, That's lucid, Now, excuse this question. Was your sister more inclined, let us put it, to marry some one else?’ “Not to my knowing. hated the thonght of getting married all. She likes a good time as well as any one, but she wanted her freedom, and had some bee in her bonnet about helping along social regeneration, whatever that may mean,” 5 “So she accepted van Cortland out of gratitude for having saved her father’s fortune?" “I suppose so, She didn’t discuss that side of it with me. Girls don't, you know."’ “She had other suitors.”’ “Gee! A dozen, I should think. Baker, Kerningham, Buddy Owen, Harry Holgate—even Billy Holton, who has been sued at least four times “1 LOOYED QUITE SMART THAT DAY, DIDN'T 17’ SAID STUART, GRAPH BEFORE HER EYES.” been spoken of.” getting oh famously, by - © process of exhaustion, as Furneaux Finally, before coming how many the company were acquainted an Cortland’s habit of taking would call it, "Did he?” erled Dixon, , drags is a hard term, certainly used @ very powerful sleep- “That's beyond m who drugged potently brought the same mixture to the house that He must be a person of pe- temperament, and gifted with self-confidence. pity none among you can recall events prior to losing consciousness. can see the fe lows mixing the punch no recollection at all of . L only mention those names ecause you spoke of them, -Chief."" the company to drink the Ace Club ‘was «in- the end of Mr. Cortland’s ba: 8 not in the running for.your sister's hand,"" “No, Not a bit of it Dixon spoke excitedly He couldn’t!"" THRUSTING THE PHOTO- COPYRIGHT BY EDWARD J: CLODE it would have on the witness stand to-night. That big stiff put me through it!” ‘The inquest was opened next morn- ing. Stuart and Brown were the only non-official witnesses, and the former, at any rate, wondered at the ease with which all sensational details were suppressed Of course, the newspapers made capital out of the’extreme formality of the proceedings. ‘Stuart found himself prominent as ‘ta credible wit- % testimony proved con- ness" who clusively that his friend, van Cort- land, hud no intent to take hig own life. Why were not the “gilded youth of Fifth Avenue, who pattici- pated in the now notorious final din- ner’ of the Ace* Club,” summoned to the inquiry? The heavy artillery of the Republican press wag brought to bear on the District Attorney and the Commissioner. The Democratic jour- nals etaliated by promising that the most stately f Hundred would be shaken to their foundations before those faithful ser- vants of the people concluded their rigid and unsparing quest into this outrageous instance of plutooratic de- generacy. In every instance, the in- quest on Flanagan's death, held on the same day, was bracketed with the van Cortland mystery. In the meantime, Furneaux had confided to Stuart at the, inquest that a telephonic summary of an analysis prepared by the chemists of the Johns Hopkins University showed that the poison crystals ‘reacted’? to both vegetable and mineral tests. Arsenic and belladonna were the prime con- stituents, but thete was one other substance which had defied all re- agents thus far. Strangest of the strange, a Negro agsistant in the resses of the Four < laboratory, who had attracted much attention by his singular aptitude for bacteriological research, insisted that the unknown ingredient was desiq- cated snake poison! “Queer, isn't it?” whispered the little man, “how this affair always re- verts to first principles." “T don’t quite follow,” said Stuart. “A snake first upset the harmony of Paradise, and, if the legend be true that Cain's descendants turned black, here we have a nigger telling our scientists something they don't low. I like his theory. How thrill- ing that the dry venom’ of a viper from the Pontine Marshes should strike at a young American life after lying in wait 200 years!" You must have been stirred pro- foundly by the movies the other night.” “Ah! Winter told you that, did he? That fat lump! Tolstol was right ter all!” What on earth has Tolstoi to do with this case?’ “Young man, you wil! never rise to eminence in your cut-throat pro- fession if you don’t read. The great Russian discovered that nicotine de- stroys the conscience, and the mora) sense of that mound of bone and brawn who heads the New York De- tective Bureau was long since viti- ated by the excessive use of to- bacco."* Winter noticed his colleague's fiery glance and the tip of u darting tongue. He scribbled a note and threw it across the table. It ran: “You look something Ike a cobra yourself, Pull your hood up!’’ “Can you two read each other's thoughts?” inquired Stuart, for it was utterly impossible that Winter should Frederic Do know by ordinary means what thelr sotto voce conversation was about. “I meant him to read that one,” hissed Furneaux. Two days passed without incident. Stuart learned casually that every member of the Ace Club had been ex- amined as to his share in the pro- ceedings on the fatal night, but neither of the detectives sought his company, and sheer discipline re- strained him from bothering them for news. He attended van Cortland’s funeral at Woodlawn Cemetery, and recognized a good many members of the Ace Club. In glancing over the wreaths, he saw one from Mary Dixon,einscribed “with sincere regret and utmost sympathy."’ . She must certainly be either coldhearted or very self-contained, he thought. What pre- cise sentiments from the girl who was about to marry the unfortunate youth who was about to be laid to rest for ever in his family vault! Dixon, who had accompanied him saw that he was reading the card on Mary's wreath. “Poor old sis!'’ he murmured, “She quite broke down when she ‘phoned me about those flowers, and left it tu me to write something suitable." “Admirable!" agreed Stuart, who resolved then and there never again would he form any sort of opinion. When the two young men reached home a large flat brown paper parcel awaited Stuart. It was the photo- graph of the decoration ceremony. Evidently Dixon had never seen it be- tore. That's a fine thihg you have,’ he cried, genuine in his boyish ad- miration. ‘What did you get the Cross for? “Pulling a stout Frenchman out of “a hole,"’ laughed Stuart. “Ah, come off! What did the cits tion say?”" “Just the usual bunk. ‘During enforced retirement,’ which mi that we were all rfnning like tl devil, a rather solid Colonel of Chas: seurs got stuck in a muddy shellhole. He was our brigade latson officer, ad I simply couldn't leave him there. organized half a platoon and held uy the Boches till the Colonel was q dry land once more, By sheer god luck the scrap developed into a coun: te# attack, and I got all the credit it. You know how such things hap- ven. ” Catherine came in to inquire si@at dinner, and caught sight of the ple- ture, whereupon Stua®t resolved to startle her. *T looked quite smart that didn't 12”" he said, thrusting the pho! tograph before her eyes. She sur- veyed it critically, with all the requt- site enthusiasm. “How nice,” she said. Do you mean me or the phote- graph?” Both, sir. If I was you, I’é have’ that painted by an artist. Your peo- ple would value it always." * * ° . oo . Not by the quiver of an eyelid did the maid betray her mistress. When she’ went out Stuart smiled rather grimly. as he placed the picture on a side- board. He could not help agrecing.| with Kipling that “The Colonel's lady And Judy O'Grady Are sisters under the skin, Even Benson, next morning, after being warned by Catherine, was stolid as a Sioux brave, though he’ was generally full of chatter. 3 (Continued To-Morrow.) z . 2NNAUOONUOOA OPENACS ENT AA ANNAN kek ENN AH MTL THE BAFFLING GAME By Keane Thompson START TO-DAY (Copyright.) HE girl was crying. Charile O'Neill, as he stood on the threspold of the parlor to which she had summoned him, perceived the fact with a smile. Crossing the parlor to her side, with his brows knit in a semblance of anxious concern, he dropped his hand slightly on her shoulder. “You are in trouble!” “Such trouble!" she agreed, with @ catch in her voice, as she rose to face him. “You have seen,” dropping a mean- ing glance to that gorgeous ring which she,was twisting round and round on her finger, “that I am— that I was engaged. He is of noble birth, the man to whom I promised myself, While I am of what we call at home; the bourgeoisie, He vowed that he would marry me, all the same. If only I would consent to honor him, as he said, by becoming’ his wife. I did consent. I believed the protesta- tions of his undying love for ma which he made. “But now, behold, monsieur, how he has deceived me. “He has been here all the time. Stopping at the St. Rupert. That is your most fashionable and expensive Kotel—yes? So that he may marry an American heiress among them. ‘That is what he is trying to do!’’ She twisted the ring off her finger and held it out to Charlie on the palm of her hand, with indignantly flashfhs eyes, “You have sald that you would do anything for me mon cher ami,” she went. on. “Will you do only this much? I want to let him know, with- out so much as one hour's delay, that our engagement is at an end, by send- ing this ring to him.” Charlie promptly accepted the daz- zling stone in its circlet of platinum. “Certainly,"’ he agreed "TH seo that he gets it." “But at once?” She shot the question at him with an anxiously searching look at his face. But five minutes later, when he left the house with the sealed square envelope she had given him in his pocket and her effusive thanks ring- ing in his ears, Charlie O'Neill did not start right downtown. Instead, halting around the corner on the avenue, he opened the flap of the envelope which hadn't yet stuck fast, by running a pencil under it. Then he blushingly read the note she had requested him to deliver to the Camte de Brissac. ‘A. perplexed furrow between his brows, Charlle put the note back in the envelope and carefully resedled it, Entering the Fifth Avenue jewelry establishment of Cole, Loomis & Wade twenty minutes later, Charlie asked if Wade, the junior partner, was in. “I'd like to have you look at this,”’ Charlie informed his friend, producing the ring from his vest pocket, “afd tell me what it is worth.” The other subjected it to an inspec- tion through his jeweler's glass. “About forty-five hundred dollar he replied, handing the ring back “It's a beautiful stone. Blue-white and absolutely flawless. We'd ask at least that much for one like it. Where did you get it, old man?” “Oh, I picked it up in the course of my business,"’ Charlie answered, re- turning the ring to his pocket. He hadn't made much headway so far, toward finding out what the girl's game was. A genuine diamond worth $4,500 that she had entrusted him to deliver to a man at one of the city’s best hoteis—h'm. At the St, Rupert Charlie O'Neill regarded with instant dislike the slen- der, foreign-looking man to whose presence he was conducted. Z “I am a friend of Mademoiselle Lavoir,” Charlie introduced himse!? “She has asked me to give you this. Charlie placed it in his hand. Then he stood waiting te s what the Comte de Brigsac would do next. Bringing up his hands, with the note in one and the ring in the other, to his head, he rocked it from side to side as he fell to pacing the floor. He talked excitedly, more to him- self than to Charlie—for the moment he seemed to have forgotten the lat- ter’s presence. I see it all! Some one has been carrying tales to her, Lies, all lies!"* “Take the ring back to her. With note which I will write, begging hi to belleve in me just a little lon and not break my heart as well.’* “All right,” Charlie agreed luco cally. ‘Write your note.’” The Comte stepped into the neg room to do so. He was gone less thi five minutes, to return with a envelope that bore the hotel's crest ite upper left-hand corner, which turned over with the ring to Charlel Outside In the corridor the youn man lifted the still-moist flap of ti envelope in turn and drew out read the note inside. ‘ Again Charlie took the ring out an looked it over. He returned {t to hi pocket, satisfied that it was the sai one. He had noticed a tiny scratd on the inside of the platinum cirel taken from the girl to the man fi that hotel. The same scratch was ol this one. “But what the deuce is this game then?’ Charlie O'Neill muttered td himself. He reached’ the boarding house a half-hour later, and sent a servant to the room of Mile. Lavoir to request her to join him tn the parlor. “The Comte says that you have, misjudged him,” he informed the giri when she promptly put In an appear- ance in answer to his summons. ‘‘He| refuses to take back the ring, which| he begs you to wear again, I believe, in this note."* He handed over the letter and with} it the engagement ring. Mile. Lavoir crushed the letter § her hand after she had skimmed through it. FINISH TO-MORROW snare re, e ayenones by. yr, By remark had explained every- for breach, ‘They were afl after her.” phone call of the morning. The man - , x Wh aahininieecdid 's Montagu Toyn and he admits send. ‘%alve !t up.” sald Dixon (“I dunno, Mary just laughed at ing. the phone message “Because, being essentially artin- ‘em. Capt. Stuart is surprised to learn cll, she exhibits her truo nature far ‘These inquiries. are really niece that Mary Dixon has cherished a news- ™0Fe accurately on the stage than in sary, I take it," frowned Stuart. paper clipping showing his decoration Tea! life.” said Stuart. “Not that “Pm through," and Winter lear by a French general with the croix S8¢ has anything to do with this pack in bis chair, Ge guerre. tragedy. Yet sho is one of Fur- “I am more than twice your ax Mr. Dixon. Speaking, not as a pol c but as a man of the world, | luy down a_ principle. any ent-minded fellow will never be- This tray a woman's sec: A Little Souvenir . . a and sat up in his seat so suddenly “Well,” Rawson grumbled moury the conclusion of the ae ther man stretched and made that Rawson's finger went taut on fully, sinking back Into the seat au he other ‘ But whens a esterday. the trigger of the automatic in his Preparing to compose the telegram init Pies MRSEMtR among eleven: StOry © hme started y Y+ an it to rise, Rawson's hand was in Docc. Amazement and bewilder- the authoritles in Philadelphia, ? others, of being cofcerned in the Did you guess the conclusion? — 5, rere coat pocket and he moved as iment were on the man’s countenance, SUPpose there's nothing else we murder of his friend, to conceal some- : : 7 mens et oot wel ket beck tor Pilon cam eat from the loud, I said,” Rawson snapp “But, say, Chief," went on Dixon, thing which may tend to clear him is (Copyright). | little further along the s: ‘ You're crasy_—or I am—or both,” § Pair of fools!" | rss rete ethan: owe Capt. Stuart agiow with the consciousness that he but a poor service, Come! Let me ¢¢~\OPLE say this clever crook MAP. 1 es ae ald the man In gray shouted. “For heav- | The train slowed for Trenton { CHAPTER Ix. Ma 8 Genel seemed to, have attained a certain im- make things easy. Was Mr, Dur- came East to try his luck , of on fo Mh peren oon ae eee Sod your monkey-shines Rawson went out with « telesrs } Mr. Winter Reviews the Situation. "7° portance in the detective's eyes, rane murried in Fran after turning some big tricks “pve got you covered from this and get on to this note.” notifying the conductor to walt tq j F course he did not fail to rec- ont for Winter, was a cryptic re- ‘won't you tell as about where mut vole Dixon heaved a great sigh of fe beg pocket” ~ Jo tricks, Morgan,” the detective arya : et; rk. ters stand?" relie! out West. “cota or = nr smile. He could not capture ol akota Mor; { oliect his» promise rather 1 really don't see how I can help “No one knows yet. 1am going to ‘That's tt!”* he cried, ‘Tony knew, — syoy don't sly!” trom Norman, The other was’ momentarily cha, replied with a smile, 5 ahd ee ae ene eG tea 5 Jater in the day; but he then to solve the van Cortland mystery.” jet both of you see the inside of this @d so did the rest of us. Phil got a ,, Tcnow whet becarne of BIT ee ee ee ee eee ie nee ee ee everdtt the other groaned In chafed with anger and impatianga | yielded to a new timldity,and “Neither do L. Furneaux's methods matter, {h the bellef that you wil} heavy crush on a girl in St, Nazaire, “Do they . cued ee lespaiy. "Wake up! Can that Mor. He made his way back to the smoke thought ft to let Willle Dixon depu- and mine are far apart as the poles— assist, and, if possible, throw light on Where he hud a camp job for six “Well, not exactly,” repli hands in his lap. donpalps Wake up! Can tat dors iecalting the sationa of’ the seeem } * lize for him, when the young man, Dear me, how I keep dwelling OM certain dim issues, Now, we begin by Months. They were wed right man who had so boldly given his name = *'Oh, very well,”’ he said after a san stud ie — T ware. 7 inning Commercial traveller. At the door i somewhat weary after his first day these magnetic influences! But we assuming that van Cort s death €nowgh, and the girl suw to it that the os sgorgan, “But they say they have moment. “I thought as much and I slip while zou And , on rig aw. the compartment he halted in sug } tf business life, came home at the generally arrive at the same result, was not even thought of by his mar. ™urriage was registered In the Ameri- in New Was too slow. But—how do you ex- for each other. Am RORAS OY TNS: Orgs, j appointed hour. Mary had not much which is bad for the particular male- gerer until, the marriage. was an, ¢n Consulate.” some of the sharpest meg fn pect to manage even now won with disgust. “Here, listen to PTT. swnite companion was to say, and she made no request to factor we have in View. Anyhow, nounced. That is a useful limitation ‘After reviewing the circumstances York on his trail right now. Though, «How do I—say, what are you this, will you?” there speak to Stuart that ts enough of vague analysis for of time. Five weeks ago he himecit Which have come to light, cun you of course, you can't tell whether handing me? In spite of his confi- He read the note However, the disappeatance Dixon, of course, had been a highly to-night 1 hear yon, young broke the news to the same circle of SURBest why uny member of tho Ace i041 be clever enough to ‘catch dence, Rawson’ wondered what the “Gentlemen: the man in gray did not bother F interested auditor of the morning's man, have taken to the*rubber busl- friends as that which gathered in his Club should have a serious grievance i other man meant. From the tone of iG RE Sep ged events ip the fiat, and did not fail \o nena?” house the night before lust. A fort. ®g#inst Van Cortland?” him. his voice one would think that Raw- you in on it. I knew both of you Fifteen minutes or more went i brighten the story for his sister's “Well, that’s a friendly way of put-’ night later he received a warning that Frank Baker was sore with him — «o¢ course not,"? Norman asserted. son were the criminal and the other from the time you entersd the, The other did not appear, T oto ie ah 9 Penne te bee ting It,” said Dixon, he must not think of marrying Mi ut Mary—and sald go, But Frank 414) train was pulling into Phila- man the detective. ’ smoker. Thanks for the nice little. Rawson's eye happened to alight m who! “I never was really good at Dixon, or he would be killed, He Weuld never tat Ik about Paull the little crumpled note thet 5 Ki f ed. He We : mercial traveller The train pulled out of the station, _ talk about Paulina. ipeneree rd sy wrecked during ggures,’ said Winter, ‘What stock scoffed at the threat, which ian ines Of course not, That ls our main delphia and the com! Nun. and Rawson decided to wait until the racaen vee been tossed into a corner. Idly deals did your father have with van peated the day before yesterday, For- | “!Mculty. None Lap dat would poison began to see to his baggage. one of you did, Although she had seemed to ignore conductor appeared and get his aid in Stuart, the latter's thoughts dwelt on Coftland, Durrane, Baker and others tunately, we havo secured the two 4 friend. picked it up and smoothed it out, son decided that as soon as the third )., nacufting the prisoner. ‘alias Dakota Morgan.” “Missed him, by heaven!" the man keep it as a memento of Dakota M more serious matters. The news- “me months ago.” documents, | They vary lightly in 2 wish gow wouldn't put It tat aan left he would make the arrest. ‘A porter entered with a note, It {9 gray swore, crumpling the noty an's cleverness. 1 wid papers were hounding various au- “Can't say 1 ever rightly under- text, but are written on similar ‘ou don't Iike the inclusive pro- “Well, goodby to you gentlemen wag the gentleman in gray he said, fiercely Into a little ball and flinging it | Then his eyes opened wide and at thorities to the investigation of a Stood. Pop got tled up in a knot when S¢raps of paper.’ crime ‘which was stirring New York the bottom fell out of the rubber ‘How many of you,"’ asked Winter society to its depths.” No one seemed Market, and tried to hypothecate his of Dixon, ‘thave seen Baker's co! to know just what the crime con- shares for a loan. 1 remember the lection of Italian rings?" sisted in, but everybody talked for word, because I looked it up in the “All of us. He was rather xk,” Norman called 26 Rawson took it without ado and dis- to the floor in disgust. Rawson, He jumped to his feet with an oath 7 " _ » Note before him, the scrawl on missed the porter with a nod. started for the door, but the other fe ae pioula he do? he wondered, touched his arm, piece of paper from ‘which’ the hat e do? he ered. . “That! yt in gray had read Norman's mess ‘f The train stopped, For several wi That'a no good now. Ley Pei MOTE ; Manta aon on” fui PP It might be very important that he «put who in thunder are you? contained only the words: noun, I'm sure. But if I begin to ex clude individuals I create inferencos, which I want to avoid, However, it may’ console you when I say t Proud Mr, Furneaux and good luc! he left the smoker. a publication. dictionary, und wondered why they of. that show." SE eae ee AN minutes there was silence between read the note at once, PO nollie Mond “Rawson aboard. Short, fai Several reporters called at the Dixon couldn't use a simpler one. Montagu “Including the ring?" Well” good nights This tate has been the detective und his companion. He threw the note to the man in “12 Why, Tm Rarrom, working for blue sult, derby. Should be easy.” fiat, but were repulsed by Benson, who Toyn, who got twisted up here to- “The ring was pointed out as a wseful. Naturally, | expect you gen- Then the latter remarked sarcas- gray. the bank's insurers ver thought And At the very Dolton, Same ged the same formula to all inquiries: day, «Introduced those lads, and the queer looking article, but, if he knew tenen will not repeat anything that qjeatts % “Reqd it—aloud,” he ordered curtly. of that, eh? And 1 had you spotted ¢Vidently certain that Rawson wou! “The tumily left for up-State yester- deal took various turns none of how the cluws workcu he did not tell has passed between u y ainaess The other man took the note, but for my crovk all the time.” Heperer the Bote, bed Weieed j day. No: J don’t know where t the three could be regurded as # fool. me. CLARE aah Manitehed when. tlie Nice alkutive fellow SOU! Vooked at Rawson closely for s In spite of his keen disappointment He was have gone." Luckily the, pressmen 1x came oui that Haker and Durrune “Did any of your trier Nieeeae aoe neta on the Chief's erend.! tine before reading it and anger, Rawson could not ely cperccteg by eam N Petion Ber had no inkling of Capt. Stuart's pams- were buying blocks of yhares, not jt as a dungerous urticly? bulky form, “I didn’t figure on being "Yes, wasn't he?” Rawson replied ‘What the dev ae "New York.) he exclaimed, laughing, f