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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN.
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1906.
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DOUBLOONS
A THRILLING NOVEL OF MYSTERY,.
TRAGEDY AND A STOLEN FORTUNE
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By EDEN PHILLPOTTS AND ARNOLD BENNETT
(Copyright, 1906, by Edeq Phlllpotts and Arnold Brmiott.l.
ftvnoptia of Previous Chapters.
\imter«. s fentloinnn in distress, Is,
Sillnr's 'night watchman on Klngswny.
ffU , ,, S whrn*be sees n figure rrnwl out of
10”*’": »n “ R , ronrh . Tho next
s bo"** ,’hp murdered body of Cnptnln Pol.
morula* lfa cnptnln. In found In the
iwfnn. u ETJL houo* Is rnlled the Corner
t^"rh. * . kept by Adrian Illlgny. who
L“”ufirn” lod*ln* to distressed gentlefolk
h; 1 *' . “Jts s night. Philip meets on
M-r.i.nl sir Anthony Uhlrlnit. from wDoos
«5# relleres his necessities.
K,* I, men summoned to nttend the In-
„„ “fie captain's body and falls under
§**?-£, A negro cook furnishes the 1m-
information that the dead captain
El Soli two relatives—a brother with
lim he bsd quarreled, and a daughter
(llralda, on the stage. Mrs. Caroline
nSterr the captain's next-door neighbor at
theCorner House. Is called as a witness.
as. airs she was engaged to be married
a. Captain l’ollexfen. The coroner ex-
2J2; the opinion that the captain was
Kortrred for the two thousand oSd jmunds
S. t he had on his person. The evidence
Iii! shows that he had planned a search
for* hidden treasure and had Incurred the
Catty of a Russian revolutionary society.
The Jury returns n verdict of murder by
"sh P lnthony Uk DldMng tnkes Philip to
si. riuh to revenl a great discovery to
him. (llralda. whom the baronet loves, has
T, rhe"hsronet’o other guest at dinner Is
w,, Josephine Fire. an actress, who, after
I'lrsMs's disappearance, has been given
thstvouag woman's dressing room at the
theater While the party Is discussing an
Ibhorate spread, Detective Varcoe. of
UXnrl Yard. Is announced. He asks Allas
K,e's nermlsslon to exntnliie her dreasing
room in an Mfort to And some clew to
the at Sting (IIraids. The detective tells
thrm of the extraordinary Interest manI-
ijited In the myatery by the Marquis of
fflego Philip returns to the Corner
hooie and while In hla room area a re-
n.rioihle looking young woman at a win
dow opposite. Me la" eomtilng her hair,
■ml proceeds to stare the young man out
If countenance. He closet the window,
rails down the shade and owns himself
■’hhlD dines at the Corner houae.
, Detective Vareoe, In dlagnlne.
dining hall and partake of n meal
whirl, be devours In great hnntw dlaap
rmrlng Immediately after dinner/ Philip
EJTfSr a walk and flnda Mnssn Coco, the
nrcro who testlfled nt the Inquest. Coco
teds the young man that he haa seen
the dead eaptaln's brother. He hurries
hnrk to the Corner house and gropes his
war nnatnlrs to s room which he thinks
has' noma connection with the mysterious,
isnlr ho had recently witnessed. The door
mens and John Meredith, “the man with
the scar." appears on the threshold.
CHAPTER X.
End of Varoos’s Enquiry.
Philip and Meredith stood regarding
each other rather atupldly, aa people
will who are mutually astonlahed. The
passages were dark, aave for Philip’s
llitle electric lamp, but In Meredith's
room a onndle was burning, and tha
figure of the young man as he blocked
the doorway was silhouetted against
this faint nnd flickering light. The
sense of this mystery of the sleeping
house, with Its five floors of misfor
tune, and Its simple Adrian Hllgay
keeping vigil at the baae. Impressed
Philip very strongly. He felt more
than usually alive, more than usually
Interested In the life of the moment,
to the exclusion both of the past and
of the future. At the end of a few
seconds he lifted his lamp, and threw
Us thin ray on Meredith's face. The
scarred and yet handsome features
were agitated.
"What Is wrong?" Meredith stam
mered In a low tone.
"Nothing.” said Philip. "I was Just
going to my room, and I dropped my
lamp and stumbled over one of these
planks."
thought something was
wrong.’’
Again the appealing, sympathetic
quality of Meredith’s voice affected
Philip In a remarkable way. Jt filled
him with an Incomprehensible desire
to protect Meredith, to take care of
Meredith, to shield him In the rough-
and-tumble of existence: as though
Meredith were Incapable of looking
after himself. Yet Meredith's was not
a foolish nor a weak face, and despite
hla agitation he twirled his mustache
with the left hand In a manner not to
be described as other than unc, Unpro
misingly Independent.
AVhat is wrong?” Philip demanded,
with that disconcerting directness
which characterised him In the more
strenuous Instants of life.
Meredith bit his lip, hesitating.
“Why did you stop at my door?” he
parried, sternly.
To take my lamp out of my pocket."
"And why did you want to take your
lamp out of your pocket at my door?”
Philip smiled at last. He thought
that Meredith’s tragic Imitation of a
’o',-examining counsel was comic
enough to excuse a smile. And he
answered Meredith with the atr of
humoring hint.
“Because the lights happened to be
turned out Just as I got to the top of
the stairs."
"Oh!" murmured Meredith vaguely.
Then Philip had the sudden Impulse
t" adopt the offensive.
“But In any case,” he added, “I
ahouhl have stopped at this door.”
"Why?"
"Because I had a curiosity about
this door. It Is now satisfied.”
"What curiosity?”
"I wanted to know who occupied It
The Idea took me. about a quarter of
an. hour ago to And out who occupied
"Why?”
Philip gazed at him mildly.
Shall I tell you? Yes. I'll tell you,
but not here. We can't stand talking
here like this. I'll tell you tomorrow
morning.”
"No, no,” whispered Meredith, with
quick Impatience and a marked In
crease of agitation. "You must tell
me now. Come In here. Come In at
once."
Philip accepted the Invitation and
Meredith noiselessly shut the door.
The first thing that struck Philip was
the extreme tidiness of the room; It
was a model and example for all lodg
ers. The second thing that struck him
was Meredith's Intense seriousness,
wonder If this young man has any
sense of humor,” Philip mused. For
the situation presented Itself now t<
him as merely humorous. He was con
vlnced that the raiBlng and dropping
of the blind bore no relation whatever
to the murder; his suppositions and
conjectures seemed purely fanciful
as he stood face to face with John
Meredith In the tiny chamber. He did
not doubt that Meredith was a strange
and perhaps an hysterical creature,
whose physical charm had provided
him with a too romantic past (what.
Indeed, meant the scar?) and that he
had good room for being agitated
when footsteps stopped outside his
door at dead of night.
“I'm so sorry 1 disturbed you,” Phil
ip said kindly. 'Tm afraid you'll think
me rather—how shall I put It?—free
and easy—rather cavalier. I—"
T wish you would tell me why you
are so curious about my room," Mere
dith Interjected In a tense rather loud
er voice. He remained standing him
self, and he did not ask Philip to sit.
As a fact, there was only one chair.
"The truth Is,” said Philip, ‘T
oughtn't to have made that remark, but
as I did make It, I suppose I must
explain."
“I think ao," Meredith observed.
"Only I warn you. It’s ridiculous,”
Philip continued.
Then he explained to Meredith how
he had been struck by the sudden sus
picious movement of the blind Just be
fore the discovery of the corpse. '1
said to myself, In a purely Irresponsible
way, that perhaps the person who lifted
that blind had some connection with
the murder. But It was Just a wild
notion that flashed through my head,
and I'm really awfully sorry I dis
turbed you. The thing has only to be
stated In plain terms to prove Its own
ridiculousness."
His tone expressed unmistakably the
sympathy with which John Meredith
had Inspired him.
“And you say this was on the Wed
nesday morning?" Meredith queried.
"Yes.”
"What time?”
"OhI I don't know. Between 7 and 8.
Anyhow, It was Immediately before 1
left the street, and the captain's body
was found Immediately after I left the
street. Yes, It must have been be
tween 7 and 8."
"You're sure It was the window of
this room?”
"Absolutely.”
"Eecuso me,” Meredith said faintly,
and he sat down on the sole chair.
"What's the matter? You aren't 111?”
Philip cried.
"No, I’m not at all ill. But I want to
sit down. I shall bs all right In a mo
ment."
"You’re very pale."
Meredith straightened himself. “Per
haps you'd be pale; Mr. Masters—you
are Mr. Masters, aren't you?—If you
knew what I know.”
'What do you know?”
'I know that I never did raise my
blind on Wednesday nnrnlng. I had
slept very badly for one or two nights,
t on Tuesday night I slept like a
log. I didn't wake up at all till nearly
11 o'clock."
"Then, after all, I must be mistaken
In the room.” -
•'That's Just what I don't think you
are," said Meredith, with growing calm
and an almost frigid emphasis.
Philip paused.
"That means," said he, "that you
think some one came Into your room
that morning early, without going
through the formality of wakening
you."
"Yes,” Meredith nodded.
"Some one connected with the mur
der, If not the murderer?"
"Ye»."
"But don't you lock your door at
night?" ...
“Certainly,” said Meredith, "and
put the key under my pillow."
“What a strange thing for a fellow
to do!" was Philip’s private comment
And aloud he said: "Then the person
who came In must have had a key that
fits your door?"
"He must."
"And he must have secured that be
forehand, so that his coming Into your
room must have been part of
plans?"
Meredith gave a sign of assent.
“But why your room?" Philip de
manded curtly.
"I—I can't Imagine.
"He wouldn't have taken the trouble
to get a key for your door for the sake
of looking out through your window
Into the street. Any window on the
front would have done for that, or he
could have goqe to the dining room.
Why your room?"
"I—I can't imagine,” Meredith repeat
ed nervously.
"May I ask why you think I am not
mistaken In the window?"
“I seem to remember having a sort
of dream that some one came Into my
room and went out again. I got up
with that Impression. I had It most
strongly."
"When did you first hear of the mur
der?"
“Just as I was leaving my room.
One of the boys was cleaning the cor
ridor—he told me—fortunately."
"May I ask why you say 'fortunate
ly?'"
"Well, It was a great shock to ms,
of course," Meredith answered quiet
ly. "a very great shock.”
"You didn't faint or anything?"
"Why do you suggest such a thing?”
“Simply because you don’t look
strong. No other reason." He glanced
with Intention at the scar. “After
accident," he said, "ono Is often—"
"Yes, yes," Meredith cut him short.
“It's quite true. I'm not very strong.
But I didn't faint, I assure you.”
smiled and blushed momentarily.
Philip would-have liked to hear some
S lanatlon of the scar, but none
red. The conversation halted.
"You’re particularly Interested In this
murder?" Philip ventured.
Meredith paused. "Yes, I am,”
said.
“So am I,” Philip remarked, and
his tone «
And as you'
meaning. "Bo am
Interested"—
"Well, the captain being In the hpuse,
and ao on”—
‘Exactly!—and aa you’re Interested,
I'll give you a piece of news. By the
way, you've Jeead the account of the
Inquest! I didn't see you there/
"Yes, I have rend It.
'Well, that mysterious brother of the
captain's—he's not dead, at any rate.
He's been seen tonight."
Meredith’s head fell back slightly and
there was a catch In his breath. Then
he Jumped up from the chair. "Real
ly!” he muttered with an affectation
of lightness. "Really!” At the same
time he approached the door. It was
sign that Philip could not Ignore and
he departed, saying to himself that If
Meredith had not dismissed him from
sheer Inability any longer to control his
hysterical emotions, then Philip's name
was not what It was. Why! The poor
fellow had scarcely been able to mur
mur a good night!
At that moment Philip, In spite
adverse appearances, was entirely con
vlnced that John Meredith had had
nothing to do with the murder of Cap
tain Pollexfen. BOt on the other hand
the adverse appearances could not be
Ignored, and they preached loudly that
Meredith knew more than he would tell.
Even a policeman could not have been
deceived by that agitated pretence of
perfect Ignorance, by that assumption
of a mere stranger's Interest In the
crime. That Meredith had lately ex
perlenred moral sufferings of no usual
kind was written on his winning, wist
ful face. Perhaps here was one reason
why Philip so frankly sympathised with
him. Philip felt that he could make a
friend of Meredith, and It was not of
ten that men Instantly affected his
heart In such wise*. And as he. stood
there hesitant In the'dark passage, with
the dreaming hquse of fallen gentility
above him and below him, and the
tiny electric lamp throwing a yellow
shaft of light Into the gloom. It was
less the general problem of the murder
than the special problem of John Mere
dith that attracted and absorbed him,
Why should a mysterious unknown
penetrate secretly Into Meredith's room
on the morning after'the murder, lift
and drop the blind, and then depart,
having apparently disturbed nothing
and stolen nothing? And that heavy
sleep of Meredith's—did It not point to
a drug?
Its passed to his own room and was
startled to And the door unlatched. A
greater surprise awaited him when he
entered the cubicle, for Mr. Varcoe was
In possession of It. Mr..Varcoe also
had an electric lamp,' but a much small
er one, and much more powerful than
Philip's. It was attached to his watch
chain, or rather, to a chain that, pre
tended to be a watch chain. The rays
of the two lamps met and crossed, aa It
were In an encounter. Mr. Varcoe ap
peared to be In a state of high aelf-
eatla/altlon, and he made no effort to
conceal the fact. Nor dljl he offer
either apology or explanation'to Philip
for the trespass that he waa commit
ting.
To begin with," aaid Philip, with no
preliminary, "we will draw the cur
tain.” He drew the little curtain across
the window. "And we will shut the
door." He shut the door. “And now,
Mr. Varcoe, may I respectfully Inquire
what the devil you are doing In my
room?” ' _ •
He was not angry, bijt It amused
him to assume anger.
"Oh, that's all right,” said Varcoe.
"I was only waiting.”
The deuce you were!” PhUtp re
plied. "What for? A thrashingT'
And he approached Varcoe with a
gesture that Indicated grievous bodily
larm. He was taller than Varcoe, who
had not the look of; an athlete.
■Be careful, sir,” said Varcoe. "I have
my revolver."
"I don't care a bilberry for your re
volver," Philip replied, putting
lamp on the table. "Drop It."
Varcoe had rapidly produced a .re
volver from his pocket;.he held It In
his right hand.
“Drop It!" Philip smiled. "Drop It on
the bea! M
He seised Varcoe's left hand In both
his hands and operated the renowned
Jiu-Jitsu -twist In contrary directions
of the Index 'and the thumb. By leav
ing Ms left hand unclasped an open
prey to such an attack, Varcoe proved
that, whatever hla skill as a detec
tive. he was not a finished expert In
self-defense. He gave a smothered
scream of pain as Philip forced him
to bend over the bed, and then the
Angers of the right hand relaxed and
the revolver fell noiselessly on the ar
tistic counterpane.
•There you are! Philip laughed.
"Quite neat, you see! You perceive the
theory of the thing, don't you? While
that shooter Is being practiced -on
one hand It Is Impossible for the other
hand even to hold anything."
"But that's no Joke!" Varcoe com-
plafned.
it Is/’ said Philip. “I assure
you I meant It as a Joke.” He picked
up the weapon. "I thought you might
be Interested In the theory. Besides,
you oughtn't to threaten people with
a revolver. It's not quite nice. And
on the part of a trespasser It amounts
to almost bad form. Sit down. My
Joke has made you perspire, eh? No.
Sit down on the bed. You'll be more
comfortable there? I’ll have the chair.
Now. won't you tell me what you were
waiting for?"
Varcoe, who was not a fool, accepted
thp situation with an admirable tran
quillity.
"I was walling for you,” he said, still
shaking the poor left hand.
"You wanted to see me?"
“No. not specially. But about five
minutes ago circumstances compelled
me to seek refuge somewhere, and I
sought refuge here. I knocked first,
and aa you didn't answer,. I opened the
door and came In. I thought I might
rely on your—your benevolent neutral
ity.”
“In regard to what?”
“In regard to what I am doing."
, "My first notion naturally waa that
you were searching my room. I Imag
ined you had some suspicions on me.
It was that that put me In such a
Jocular mood."
"Not at all," Mr. Varcoe replied. "I
assure you."
Then I can understand that you did
not find my Joke In quite the best
taste," said Philip. "But what were
you doing?”
was pursuing my Investigations.
You saw me at dinner?"
"Did I see you at dinner? I.should
say I did see you at dinner! My dear
sir, your disguise would not have de>
celved a cow.”
'I am sure of It," said Varcoe.
was speedily contrived not to deceive
anybody who knew me too well. You
may be astonished to learji that there
are no less than five notorious crlmt
nals staying In this house at the pres
ent moment. At least there were five
this afternoon. There are only four
now. One decamped Immediately after
dinner, but as I had men waiting out
side In case of urgency, he
'decamp very far. You see the class
of persons attracted by the Hllgay
brand of philanthropy!'' .
"Had this deserter anything to ao
with the murder?”
"Not at all. But he was wanted for
stealing fireplaces out of a row of new
houses In Wadsworth. So that was
right.”
Philip began to conceive a certain
respect for Mr. Varcoe, and a certain
Interest In his methods.
"But why the bad disguise?” he
questioned.
"Merely to enable me to study the
faces of those who saw through It,”
replied Varcoe.
"How did my face strike you?” Phil
Ip demanded.
"It didn’t strike me," said Varcoe.
“Because I had already made up my
mind about you. You must remember
that there was the policeman who came
up to you while you were In the cabin
that night. He said to you: ‘What’s
up?’ Don't you recollect? He had
had you In sight 'for two hours or so.
So you couldn't very well have assisted
at the burial. Your previous move'
menta.are accounted for.”
“I remember perfectly,” said Philip.
'And .I have wondered why you didn't
bring forward that policeman at the
inquest! , /Some 'slight suspicion un
doubtedly attached to me, and that po
Ilceman would have cleared me, aa you
say.”
We didn’t bring him forward be
cause It wouldn’t hare paid us to,'
said Varcoe.
Wouldn't have paid you to?"
No. He didn't show any remark
able common sense. In fact, he has
had a reprimand. So why should we
give the force away? It Isn’t our bus
Iness to clear suspected persons. IF
our business to convict suspected per'
sons.”
"You’re frank,” Philip murmured,
made thoughtful by this strictly pro
fessional view of the functions of the
police.
"Of course I am,” said Varcoe. ‘Tm
paying you a compliment. You’re the
tlnd of man that appeals to me. You
ought to have been In the C. I. D.
You flatter me,” Philip smiled. 'Til
give you some lessons In Jiu Jltsu If
you like. But won't you go on being
frank, and tell me what success you
have had In thla house so far. I am
rather keen to know, and I fancy I can
add to your Information, whatever you
have found out"
You'll oblige me Infinitely by adding
to It." said Varcoe, and added grimly,
'If you can.”
"Well," Philip responded, "that broth
er of Pollexfen has been seen."
"Who told you?"
Philip explained.
"I know all about that mysterious
brother," Varcoe said with tfcat affec
tation of calmness which even tha
greatest men can not always avoid In
a moment of triumph.
You do?"
Yes. I’ve even had a chat with—'
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Varcoe seemed to stumble far a word
“With him.”
"Tonight?"
"Tonight."
"Welir ',
"And I've drunk champagne with :
Miss Josephine Fire In the dressing:
room that used to be Miss Olralda’s. i
And I’ve found the boy that waa em-'
jloyed to send the watchman off on
;hat wild goose chase."
F. E. PURSE
"And that Isn't all I've done.”
"In short, the game Is up!"
“The game Is up. If It wasn't, do
ou suppose, my dear Mr. Masters, that
; should be unlocking my heart with
words to you In this fashion, as the
swan of Avon says?"
“You've got your hands on the crim
inal?"
Vance nodded proudly.
"Who Is itr
“Quoas."
"I’m not good at guesalng," said
Philip. “But I'll guess If you say
whether I'm right.”
"Qo ahead,” was Varcoe’s reply.
"Well. 1 won't guess the foreign look
ing person that Mrs. Upottery saw In
the captain's room—in this room on
Tuesday night."
"Why not?"
“Because that’s too obvious, besides
you haven't established hts Identity, I
jet.”
Yes I have," Varcoe contradicted
quietly.
'Who was he?”
‘You do well to put It In the past
tense," raid Varcoe with a strange
Intonation. ‘That gentleman nb longer
exists.”
'He Is dead!
'He has been destroyed, simply de
stroyed."
Philip controlled an Involuntary
shiver of the spine.
"But It wasn't he,” Varcoe added
dryly.
VocoT’ Philip ventured.
'My dear sir, what an Idea! Ne
groes are addicted to murder, but they
never practice the least finesse. Prob
ably because they do not read De
Qullcey. No, emphatically not Coco!
You might aa well have guessed Mr.
Hllgay or the coroner, or Josephine.”
Philip paused a moment and , then
said, self-consciously.
'Had John Meredith, the young man
the corner room on this floor, any-
thing to do with It?”
Mr. Varcoe waa visibly Impressed.
“Didn't I tell you you ought to be
In the C. I. D.?" he smiled nnd then
he looked at his watch, holding the
dial In the ray of the lamp.
"You don't mean to eay It's Mere
dith?" Philip exclaimed. Jumping from
his chair, and even as he spoke hie
thought wonderlngly run: "Why should
I be moved In this way?”
“I have not said It was Meredith,"
the detective parried.
"Am I right or am I wrong?" de
manded Philip, half offended.
At the same moment could be heard
the faintest ting of la bell, but whether
It was outside the house or In the pass
age, or In some cubicle, Philip could
not be sure.
In half an hour you wilt know,” re
plied Varcoe, and assuming an entirely
different tone, serious, official and
commanding, he added, "Please stay
hern In your room, Mr. Masters. It Is
Important that we should not be dis
turbed, I rely on you.”
With these words he went silently
and softly out of the cubicle, shutting
the door. Philip noticed that be was
wearing felt slippers.
During the night the Comer House
experienced one crowded hour of
glorious life.
Philip waited some time; he had no
watch, not having yet repaired the loss
caused by a alight contretemps which
may arrive to any person who has be</h
within sight of his last sixpence; but
he Judged that he must hsrirs watted
considerably more than the half hour
mentioned by Mr. Varcoe. He had
heard distantly a variety of trilling and
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heterogeneous sounds. Then he crept
to the door and turned the handle.
The handle was docile enough; the
door, howeverSwouId not open; It had
been secured on the outside.
For an Instant he was furious, but
for an Instant only. His conscience told
him that, being an Englishman, he was
a sportsman, and being a sportsman,
he must play the game, even If Mr.,
Varcoe did not. Aseumlng that the
detective had a coup to make, aa un
doubtedly he had, It would not be
fair to do anything which might mar
his chances. Moreover, Philip was not
sure whether. In fastening him In, the
detective had transgressed the rules
of the game. It waa arguable that
the detective had a moral right to turn
keys In hie own favor. So Philip re
signed himself to wait longer. His
was something of the fatalism of
child.' He lay down on the bed, and
qulta unintentionally slept.
He was awakened by what In Russia
Is called a domiciliary visit. A force
of police, under the pained guidance
of Mr. Hllgay, was searching the entire
house, cubicle by cubicle, and floor by
floor. It appeared that Mr. Varcoe had
posted plain-clothed men In the street,
with Instructions to enter when sum
moned, and to enter without a sum
mons If no summons had been received
before a given hour. The limit hav
ing expired, they had violently entered,
to the dismay and shocked resentment
of the bland Adrian. But Mr. Varcoe
had vanished. He had apparently van
ished off the fado of the earth. For
his minions made sure that he was not
In the house, end they were absolutely
convinced that ho hod not left the
house. Nor was he on the root, nor
clinging to spouts. Scenes of uncon
trolled recrimination passed .between
gentility and the law in the corridors.
Nearly all the guests threatened to
leave on the Instant the house where
they had been subjected to such gross
and unprecedented Insult. But none
left; the prices were so low. Day
dawned on a sleepless community of
souls.
(Continued In
Monday's Georgian.)
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