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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1906. --> ■ --- 7 DOUBLOONS A THRILLING NOVEL OF MYSTERY,. TRAGEDY AND A STOLEN FORTUNE nl L 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—' We Have Spent $110,000.00 in 15 Weeks to Advertise Advertising That we believe in the effectiveness of our own advertis ing service is evidenced by the fact that we have spent $110,000.00 of our own money in the last 15 weeks behind our own copy and campaign to advertise our own business in this newspaper and hundreds of other good advertising mediums. 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"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 “THE PRINTER.“ PRINTING A OF ALL DESCRIPTIONS 16 1-2 E. MITCHELL ST. ATLANTA, GA. 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. 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