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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN. THURSDAY, AUGUST 30. 196S. 5 DOUBLOONS By EDEN PHILLPOTTS AND ARNOLD BENNETT A THRILLING NOVEL OF MYSTERY, TRAGEDY AND A STOLEN FORTUNE >t******»M****M****M**MMM»*»MM**MM»M**«*»li (Copyright, 1906, by Eden Phlllpotti and Arnold Bennett.) CHAPTER I. The Watchman. T HAT monitor, London, wa* just lying down to rest. The clocka ot the Strand churches and the Strand hotels, keeping nocturnal vigil, showed a quarter to one under tbe autumn moon. Through the windows of closed public houses could be seen barmen, who, with sleep In their eyes and duaterk In their hands, were en deavoring to wipe away the last stain from their counters. The Strand was Inhabited chiefly by policemen en gaged In the examination of shop doors, and omnibuses that had the air of hurrying home'for fear of be ing late: a Carter Paterson van, ob viously out for the night, crumbled along at leisure. In the court yards of the two great hotels a tew cabs, with their glaring yellow orbs, watted, wait ed for august patrons, while haughty commissioners ignored contemptuous cabmen. On the pavements, between Aldwych and Charing Cross, there were perhaps not more than twenty pedes trians, Instead ot the twenty thousand that Jostled one another at noon. The monster seemed to expel a fatigued sigh, as one saying: "I'll try to get a little sleep, but I'm riot at all sure that I shall.” Among the score of pedestrians was Philip Masters, a young, large-boned man of thirty years, who had already had some trifling experience of life, and was destined soon to have considerably more. He loitered from the direction of Charing Cross, and, having stopped a moment in front of a Jeweler's which was illuminated In order to tantalise burglars, he crossed from the south to the north side of,Wellington street, and then turned up the splendid curve of Aldwych. The vast and ornate archi tecture of that region rose above him In its pearly whiteness that the breath of the monster had not had time to soil; and Philip wondered, as people In Philip's condition are apt to wonder, where the money had come from to rear with the rapidity of a dream these blanched places devoted solely to lux' ury and pleasure. For Philip was at his Anal sixpence: he carried all that he possessed on earth In a little black bag; and no one was more surprised than Philip to And himself, in the midst of a city that spends 12,000 pounds a day on cab fares, with no home and no pros pect of adding to the sixpence. Philip once had quite the habit of flinging half-crowns to cab drivers In a grand, careless manner. He had lost his mother at birth and his father some months earlier, and his effective pa rents had beerf a couple of trustees who. on his twenty-first birthday, had furnished him with 6,000 pounds and some sound advice. They had brought him up with much common sense; had been careful to keep him out of public schools and his toric universities and other pleasure resorts; had procured him a place In the, office of a flourishing publisher; and. In general, had done their best for him. But they had not taught him how to tnke advice, nor how to lose money on the Stock Exchange. So that within six years, besides having shown his heels to publishing and act ed contrary to their advice In almost every particular, Philip had contrived to part with nearly the whole of his a 000 pounds. He was a man of many remarkable qualities; he was even a S hllosopher of singular enlightenment, ut he happened to have been born with a hole In his pocket which noth ing could mend. ' At twenty-seven he had made away With everything except his peace of mind and his faith In human nature. Ho hod essayed various vocations, from Insurance to the secretaryship of a club, and had not found the right one. He might have succeeded In the colonies, but circumstances had not sent him thither. Not every one goes to the colonies who might succeed there; Piccadilly Is full of colonists wno ought to be in Canada. He had stayed longest In his last situation, as half-assistant manager, half-professor In a jlu-JItsu School, for he had the frame and the proclivities of an ath lete. Among the pupils of the Jlu- jitsu school (Jermyn street) had been a duke, in an encounter Philip had locked the duke's arm, and It was the limb. , The duke, however, possibly on ac count of his nncient lineage, had not seen fit to yield, and somehow or other the arm had gone off crack. Now, when an assistant manager of a Jlu- jltsu school fractures the arm of a duke who is making the fortune of the school, the fault Is clearly that of the duke's part to yield at peril of a broken assistant manager. Philip saw the pro priety of a resignation, and he re signed, so as to avoid further risk to the arms of the British aristocracy. That was a fortnight ago. Thence forward he had sought in vain another profitable outlet for his talents, and though he had as yet neither opened cabs at the theater doors, nor sold evening papers, nor enlisted or done any of the approved things for a person in his predicament, he was rapidly acquir ing a sort of philosophic desperation. The idea of not having enough to eat, which had at first appealed to his sense of wonder and his sense of humor, now struck him as a merely unpleasant Idea. His thought ran; “It can't be me who am 'going under* in London, surely can't be me who will starve or beg." So run the thoughts of all mew %vho have come to the end of tht tether. He passed Into Kingsway, the Im mense artery which the surgeons have created, but through which the blood has not yet learned to flaw. Its double line of lamps stretched Imposingly to Holborn, flanked on one side by the posters of every theater and medicine In the metropolis, and on the other by the raw remains of habitation which the surgeon's knife had scatterd like a gullotlne. In the huge and solemn emptiness of the street he hesitated a moment. * He wanted to discover a certain new lodging house of which he had heard, but of whose address he knew nothing save that It was in a street branching westward out of Kingsway. Less thati a quarter of a mile off the brazier of the watchman burned a bright red un der the yellow glare of the gas lights, and a lltle system of red lanterns, re sembling toy railway signals, showed that Kingsway Itself, despite Its tender age was already “up." He could see two gesticulating figures vaguely sil houetted against the radiance of the brazier. As he walked slowly on he de manded of himself whether he would have the courage to ask the watchman as to the lodging house. His diffidence about this simple matter was such that, when he approached the brazier, he crossed over the road, away from it, while trying to make up his mind to accost the watchman. The watchman, however, had a sur prise for Philip Masters. “Matey!" called out the watchman, who appeared to be alone now, and somewhat excited. “Hello!" Phllp replied. , _ “Here! Half a mo'!" cried the watchman. "Do I look like a tramp,” was Phil ip’s mental question, "that this fellow orders me to come over to him?’ But he went over. The watchman was middle-aged and rather thin; he wore an overcoat and a sack on top of the overcoat, and two mufflers. “Want a Job?" he Inquired of Philip, abruptly, after having scrutinized him. He had been a night watchman in main thoroughfares for years, and the comparative richness of what remained of Phllp's clothes did not deceive him for an Instant; he judged a wanderer by his gait and his eyes. Philip could not tell a lie, so he tom ihe truth. "Well,' said the watchman, 'sit In my cabin for three hours, and keep the I nn .I n hnh’a vniir* mntflV fire a-going, and a bob’s yours, matey. “Right, oh,”. Philip agreed, deter mined .to be Jovial with the watchman in the watchman’s own dialect. And what are you going to do, mate. .. • “They've Just come for to tell me as my poor old woman’s took 111 at Brondesbury, and I’m going to foot it up there. I should ha' gone anyhow, substitute or no substitute; but seeing as you’ll take It on . . No hankey- pankey, now, matey!" "Leave me the sack,’ said Philip. What have I got to do?" "Watch.” said the watchman crossly, and trotted on. . , Philip, his shoulders enveloped In a sack, thus found himself In charge of Kingsway. He had his little house, and his hearth; and he chanced on a Jarder In the shape of a tea-can and a red handkerchief certainly containing sus* tenance. But the larder was not his; it' formed no part of the bargain; it was the property of an honest and Ingenuous mortal In two mufflers, a husband In the midst of domestic ca lamity; to take It would be to rob a poor man of his bread. Still, in two minutes Philip was eating—all dlges- ttve apparatus and no conscience. Ho true Is It that a hungry man, though he won’t lie, will steal. A cab glided swiftly down the street while Phllp was warming the tea. "Don't bum your fingers. Charlie, shouted the cabman, Imitating a wo man’s voice, as he flashed by. "Go and bury yourself," retorted Phllp, feeling that he must be a watchman to the life or perish In the attempt. As the cabman made no re sponse, he was conscious of pride. He drank the tea. Then a policeman came above the horizon, and Philip thought he would handy gossip with the po liceman. But the aspect of the police man awed him, and he retired Into hls little house and pretended to be asleep. 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ImgQBBpawmwoMBOgwwMihTJinnniim keep up for more than 30 seconds the pretense of being: asleep; he really slept. And after an Interval not to be measured In time, he woke with a S uilty atart. He had »lept while on uty, and deferred to be taken out and •hot—especially as he had an Intuition that In the Immediate neighborhood things had been happening which ought not to happen. Also, the fire was low. He straightened hls hat, adjusted the sack and crept out of hls residence to reconnoitre. Hls residence was at the corner of Strange street and Klni- way, and a trench had been dug along the south side of Strange street and nearly a third of the way across Kings way. The trench was guarded by i rope and Iron fence, and duly Illumi nated by lamps In the established man ner. It was part of Philip’s domain. There was nothing but unoccupied ground; to the north was a row of talk eighteenth century houses that had survived many Improvement schemes, and would probably survive many more. Now, as Phllp gased along the trench, he saw a dim form clamber out of it at the other end, at a dis tance of perhaps a hundred yards, and ehufTle across Strange street and disap pear, but whether It dlsapeared Into a house or Into a possible alley Philip could not decide. Nor could he decide whether the form was that of a big dog, a lion escaped from the Hippo drome, or a human being on all fours. He gave forth an exclamation. ■'What's up?" muttered a deep voice. He limped violently. It was a police man who had been standing behind the cabin. . "I—I thought I saw some one climb out of the trench there," Philip stam mered. “Oh, you did, did you?" said the po liceman, approaching the Are. The tone of the policeman seemed to Indicate to Philip that he must con trol hls thoughts better than that. But Philip was pot to be removed. "Yes, I did," he Insisted. "It's funny, as I saw nothing.” the policeman'remarked with cold Irony. "You the watchman?" "Yes," said Philip. "Oh, you are, are you?” sneered that agnostic of a policeman. "I'll have a look yonder.” And he marched along Strange street with a majestic tread that would have shaken the Albert suspension bridge. “Nothing here,” he called, gaslng Into the trench with noble condescension. And then he vanished Into the dis tance. Philip, who had not expected the trench to be full of Infantry or any thing else sufficiently conspicuous to catch the eye of a policeman, seised a lantern as soon as the policeman was out of sight, and Jumped Into the trench. It wps a nice, clean rectangu lar trench, with sewer pipes lying In It Irregularly. At the further end, where the pipe had already been laid, the bottom was 2 feet higher than else where, and nt the Junction of the two levels the end of the sewer pipe came out from the earth, Lying close by was a broken section of pipe, and lodged by accident Just In the mouth of the laid- pipe was a small fragment of the broken section. Philip picked It up and examined It. There was clearly stamped on It a fingermark In some dark substance. He carried It away; It might well be the Imprint of a workman; It probably was; but, on the other hand, It might not. He saw nothing else of the slight est Interest. Before returning to the cabin he ascertained that an alley named Little Orlnlers alley ran north out of Btrange street, nearly opposite the end of the trench. A single l**ht burned In the entrance hall of the house at the angle of Strange street and the alley; otherwise the street was uterly lifeless. "And my breakfast, master? He was thus greeted on hls arrival at the cabin. The watchman, hls em ployer, had come back breathless, and In a stormy temper. "I've eaten," said Philip. I m aw fully sorry.” .... „ . ... “Being sorry won t do," replied the watchman. "That breakfast'll cost you a bob, and no less. Here 1 foot It all the blooming way to Brondesbury ex pecting my old missus at her last gasp, and ihe ain’t even 111. Sleeping like a child she Is, and I startles her finely. What's up. Charley? 1 says she. ” 'Why, 1 I says, ‘they tell me you was dying, Sarah,’ I says. "Then It was a false alarm? "A false alarm It was! Some one trying to make a fool of me! Spite! There’s often spite against a watch man. Then I comes back, and I finds my breakfast eat up and my tea drunk and my fire jlggerlng well nearly out. You can move on. matey; thats what you can do. There’s no bob for jjou In my pocket” ... ... Philip was silenced. He picked up from the cabin hls little black bag. 'Can you tell me where there's a lodging house called the Corner House?" he asked the watchman tim idly. "Yes. It's Just there, at the corner of Strange street and Little Orlnlers 8,1 'Thank you," said Philip after PI A**terrlflc thunder assailed hls ear from the south. And In a moment a flying squadron of newspaper vans swept up Kingsway from Fleet street toward Euston—ewegt past and was gone. No clatter of hoofs on the hard road, no cracking of whips; nothing but the deafening whirr of heavy wheels and the odor of petrol! The monster had roused Itself before the dawn, before the moon had paled. the combatants. He opened the sec ond door with a rapid movement and beheld . a well-dressed, slightly built young man In the-fatal embrace of an elderly well-seasoned navvy, "Help me," sputtered the young roan, choking, with, a frantic appeal in hls eyes. "Certainly,” said Philip, enchanted by the adventure. He dropped hls 'with the outer side of hls right hand; hardened by special training, Philip gave one cut just under .the navvy's ear. Shocked Into attention by the novelty and painfulness of the at tack, the navvy flung hls victim to tho floor, and sprang forward to slay Phlllp, who lay down on the flat of hls back between the two doors. It the navvy had had even the slightest ac quaintance with Jlu-JItsu ne would have recoiled before this master-posi tion In the greatest known art of self- defense. The navvy, however, had never heard of jlu-JItsu, and-the con sequence ot bis rash Ignorance was that after getting hls wrist Ingeniously sprained, he was propelled ln a grace ful curve by the upraised flat, of Phil Ip's left foot, clean Into the street. Hls firs thought on recovering hls wits was that the. age of miracles had returned. Then, not being a duke, he staggered away,- beaten. Philip rose. • ■Jiu-Jitsu, I suppose?” said the young man, also rising, but with more diffi culty. Philip nodded. “I thought so. I must learn It. I m excessively obliged to you." "Oh, that's nothing/' said Philip. Have You a bed to let? I take It you are the manager." "You don’t know me?” exclaimed the young man, with gentle surprise. No,” Philip answered. “How should l? But as you appeared to be trying to chuck some one out I naturally as sumed—" « CHAPTER II. The Corner House. The house Indicated to Philip by the watchman was like the other houses In the row, except that It possessed a double frontage. It had five stories, a flat, plain face of dark, soiled crimson, and some nineteen windows on Strange street alone. In common with nenrly all slmllnr houses between the Strand and Euston, It seemed to have lost Its Illusions early In life, and to be await ing the end with the cold dignity of a proud, unattractive woman. Little hart ft dreamed. In its Georgian youth, of the unique fate In store for It at the hands of Mr. Hllgay. The light still burned In the hall, and the moonbeams caught the nine teen somber windows with a peculiar theatrical effect when Philip mounted the steps to the front door. He could now decipher, in discreet letters on a discreet copper plate on tne door, the following legend: THE CORNER HOUSE. Residence and Board. Adrian Hllgay. Manager. The front door, he perceived, was not quite closed.* He pushed It open, and encountered another door, whose upper part was of ground glass. On this ground glass he saw the sharp, moving shadows of two figures en gaged In what was evidently a serious struggle; and he could hear the sound of battle and the hard breathing of Insurance That Insures Is what a man wants when ha seeks protection for those de pendent upon him. A Policy In the PACIFIC MUTUAL LIFE protects him, whllo ho Is pro tecting them, as It provides In surance against the loss ot hls Earning Power by Accident, Ill ness or Total Disability as well as by Death. A broken leg ot a case of ty phoid fever would not seem so bad It he knew hls Earning Power was Insured and he was not suffering a Financial loss as well as pain. Annual * Dividends to reduce the premium or In crease tbe Insurance as desired. In asking for Information and rates, give your age and occu-: patlon. J. 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"Never!" said Pnuip, smiling. "You see I’m—" "Not heard of Hllgay, the bookmaker, my dear sir! But he was a very great bookmaker Indeed. I regret to have to say It. since he was my father. However, he was strictly honorable. He used to say he had lost a hundred thousand pounds in bad debts to the house of lords alone. He died and left me extremely wealthy, and as I had the misfortune to disapprove of bookmaking I was obliged to do some thing to satisfy my conscience. Hence my scheme, sir." "What scheme?" Mr. Hllgay controlled hls astonish ment at Philip’s surpassing ignorance, and then said: .... ... 'Come Into my office and 111 tell you all about it." And he drew Philip Into a tiny office to the left of the hall. It was elec trically lighted, furnished with frail, green furniture and adorned ‘With re productions of pictures by G. F. AVatts. They sat down. "Take some Cut Cavendish? sug gested Hllgay, offering a pouch. ' My scheme, sir. Is philanthropic. It alms to do for the distressed, respectable and well-connected what Is done by Lord Rowton and others for the lower classes. I have no prejudice against the lower classes, but their habits are not ours. And It has always struck me that one of the worst hardships of a genteel person (excuse the word) djwn on his luck Is that he is forced to adopt the habits and endure the society of hls social Inferiors. Imagine the feel ings of a refined Individual, sir, whom ill luck or unwisdom cot^Ws to lodge, for example, In a Rowton house! Im agine hls natural disgust at the clothes, the manners, the accent—er—odors or those with whom he must associate. I provide a boarding house (I will not call It a lodging house) for the re spectable person who la reduced to ills last sixpence." "That Is my case" Philip P«t *«• Hllgay bowed, and continued with eagerness, “It is called the Corner House, because there Is a corner for everybody—of decent appearance anti demeanor." . . "And who settles what Is decent ap pearance and demeanor?" Philip asked. "I do, sir. I alone. When I am not satisfied I say we are full up.j •You are always here, then? This house Is my hbbby. I am al ways here. I sleep from & a. m. to noon; and from noon to 2 p. m. i taKe exercise. Between those hours new guests are not admitted. My difficul ty with the person whom you so klna- ly threw out was caused by hls refusal to believe my formal statement that we were full up. Such a person would have been Impossible In the Corner House, where the standard of manners Is high, It the purse Is low. We eat off marble-topped tables, sir. but we do not eat peas with a knife, and we allow ourselves Japanese serviettes, and we do not make noises, and we do not swear. The ladles leavs the dining room first"— • There are ladles?" "Most decidedly. Why not? A dis tressed gentlewoman, sir, Is one or "And you make It pay at slxperwe a night?” asked Philip, filling the room- let with fumes of cut Cavendish. "It Just pays current expenses. Space Is rigidly economized, but not ventila tion. The old rooms are each divided Into two. or even three, cuWcles—but by sound-proof partitions. They are very cheaply furnished, but each dif ferently, and with art furniture, and I could not deprive myself of the pleas ure of putting Inexpensive copies of masterpieces on every wall In the house." He waved a hand. In days when a reminder of Raphael’s 'Ansld- erf Madonna' can be bought tor three pence”— . _ '•Exactly,’' said Philip. “Now. can I have one of your sixpenny rooms?’ it grieves me to say that we are full up," replied Hllgay. “Aht" said Philip, “I am not respect able enough! I guessed It! Yet I give you my word of honor that I do not eat peas with a -knife." "I beg you to believe," returned Hll gay seriously, "that we are really full The Corner House Is a colossal success. However, one ot our guests, Mrs."—he consulted a large book, open on the desk—"Mrs. Upottery, told me last night that she should leave this morning. I will reserve her room for you. And In tho meantime you will do me the favor of resting In the arm chair. I consider myself deeply your debt." % He Jumped up, deprecating Philip’s expressions of gratitude. A clock struck five at the same moment, and a step as heard In the hall. "My sub-manager," said Hllgay, opening the door. "I will give Instruc tions about you. Make yourself at home here. Good morning, and thanks again." The* bookmaker’s son passed suave ly, with hls rather melancholy smile, out of the little office. And Philip took the artistic green armchair, and slept under the electric *He was awakened later by a prodig ious din outside In the street. The British workman w*as commencing hls deliberate labors In the trench, and making the world aware of the fact, Philip stretched himself, looked about, and found that the window was open, and also that the pale lustre of a Lon don dawn was competing with the elec tricity In the room. He rose, turned off tne light, and went Into the hall. Two boys were cleaning the floor. They had apparently received their or ders, for one of them touched a fore lock and directed him to a lavatory which was microscopic, like the man agerial office, but very complete In detail. From the lavatory he saunt ered to tho street, where a chill and tonic wind was blowing eastward. The same simplicity_of the early morning, tranqulllzlng the feverish pulses of the night hours and dispelling their wild thoughts, made him feel that, despite hls misfortunes and hls unenviable sit uation, It was an excellent and goodly thing to be alive, with sound health and a cheerful mind. And then he approached the trench and looked over the ropes. The earth above the laid portion of the pipes had a peculiar appearance on the side near est to him. It seemed not to lie quiet ly; it seemed to be somewhat uneven; to have been disturbed and to have been replaced. The group of workmen were moving pipes at the other end of the trench, near Kingsway, their fig ures vaguely mingled In the uncertain and feeble light. A milkman passed by, one arm weighted by a heavy can and the other stretched horizontally. Ah Philip staged Into the trench a regiment of strange suspicions, creat ed out of Innumerable half-remem bered circumstances of the night, took possession of hls brain. A foreman ap proached him along the trench. Philip addressed him. "You notice nothing remarkable about the lie of that earth, there?" he suggested diffidently, pointing. "I notice fts It's been badly filled," replied the foreman, who was munch ing a piece of bread. "I told 'em about It yes’day arternoon. But I don’t know as that’s any concern o' yours. You ain’t hls majesty the chairman of the county council. I presoom?" Philip broke Into hls Imperturbable smile. "I w*as only thinking It had been dis turbed In the night," he said. "Not It!" said the foreman. "Going to have them do it again?" Philip asked. At that instant hls face being In the direction of the street so that he com manded both the trench and the Cor ner House, he saw* in the tall of hls eye a blind lifted and let fall mo mentarily In one of the window's of Mr. Hllgay’s establishment for the respect able. "Not much." said the foreman. "This Is a contract Job. What do you think?" "I see,", said Philip laconically. The regiment of suspicions fled before the ganger’s pmtter-of-fnct tone. He left the foreman and strolled Into Kingsway, and then up toward Hol born. He had hls next meal to find. But the foreman, visited In hls turn, by some disconcerting notion, contin ued to gaze at the accused, earth. “BUI!” he shouted at length; An old man In the gang at the other end of the trench glanced up land the foreman summoned him with a Jerk of the head. "Look at that, Bill," said the fore man. Bill scratched hls head. "Funny, ain’t it?" murmured Bill, In a guttural voice that indicated brandy. In another minute four laborers had received orders to remove the earth. In another five .minutes there was a high commotion. First a boot, then a leg. then the w'hole dead body of a man had been brought to view, laid flat against the sewer pipe. The group of laborers stood round it, awed by the pathetic dignity of death, waiting for a policeman. "That was luck, that was!" mur mured the foreman, holding In hls hand the luHf-eaten bread. "If I hadn’t looked at it curlous-Uke* he’d ha' lain there till—goodness knows how long he would ha' lain there." 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