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8YN0P8IS.
On Windward island Palldorl Intrigue*
Mr*. Golden into an appoarunco of •vll
which causes Golden to capture and tor
ture the Italian by branding his face and
crushing his hand. Palldorl opens the
dyke gates and Hoods the Island and In
tho general rush to escape the flood kid
naps Golden's alx-year-old daughter Mar-
gory. Twelve year's later in New York a
Masked Ono calling himself "the Hammer
fr t oS 0 ?ho r ^et e cZva R ntl? e to y whom 1 ^ d j£3| shoulders," was Golden's curt retort as
Lcsar has delivered her, and takes her to tile new footman stepped into tlio
the homo of Enoch Golden, millionaire, | •„ m.
whence she Is recaptured by I^>gar. Legur rool *l answer to his summons. Tell
nnd Stoln are discovered by Manley. Gol-
-dens secretary, setting flro to Golden's
buildings, but escape. Margory’s mother
fruitlessly Implores .Enoch Golden to
nnd i their daughter. The Masked One
Aulhit of
“THE OCCA*
SIONAL OF*
FENDER," "THE
WIRE TAP-
PERS," ‘'GUN
RUNNERS,"etc
Novelized from
THE PATHE
PHOTO PLAY
OF THE
SAME NAME
Gwwk i*l» fc AMHW tTOtCM
"It's nso to mo Is not the polut at
Issue," doggedly retorted tho older
man.
“But ono point at Issuo Is at least
tho safely of your daughter,” contend
ed Manley, remembering only too well
the events of tho immediate past.
"And that, young man, is a responsi
bility which still rests on my own
..... fmAflY COUNTY PUMUM&S, CAIRO. UfVUHUIA.
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again takes Margory away from Logar.
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SIXTH EPISODE ' v
THE SPOTTED WARNING
Enoch Golden had never formed the
habit of taking others Into his confi
dence. And when events came Into
his life which seemed to leave him
more and more dependent on his Im
mediate associates ho betrayed an oc
casional tendency to focus his neb
ulous resentment against that situa
tion on tho exasperatingly imperturb
able figure of David Manloy.
‘ Young man,” he said, fixing his sec
retary with a steely eye, ”1 came to
this decision twenty long years ago,
and nothing Is going to change It. That
woman was sent from my home, and
she will nover enter It again.”
Manley, looking down at the note
still held in his hand, thought of the
troubled and tear-stained fnce of the
girl who had so recently clung to his
arm and asked him to plead her cause.
And the memory of Margery Goldon
brought fresh courage to him.
"But this woman who was once your
own wife Is only asking for a glimpse
or her own daughter again. Surely
that Is asking little enough!"
"And I repeat that I won’t allow It.
I have saved my daughter from the
dangers that woman's wrong surround
ed her with, r have saved hor from—”
“Have you?” Interrupted Manley, de
liberately meeting the older man's
stare.
Any retort tho older man was about
to utter remained unspoken, for at
that moment n soft-treading footman
entered tho room and crossed to tho
desk with a salver of mall In his hand.
Manley, looking up, eyed that servant
resentfully, nnd with a touch of sus
picion. This -intruder, he promptly
surmised, was a new figure in the
household retinue.
“Bo so good us to knock when you
enter this room,” was tho young secre
tary’s sharp commnnd.
“Very good, sir," answered the new
footman, scarcely raising his eyes.
"H'h!" Golden scoffed, looking up
from tho letter 'Which ho had just
opened. "Since you’re so ready to ask
favors, here’s another friend to ask
them for. Hero's the captain of the
circle you’re bo ready to champion!
But instead of asking favors you see,
he demands them!”
Ho tossed tho folded sheet angrily,
across the desk top. Manley took It
up and read it.
"Your happiness hangs on one small
*9rap of paper. That paper is the
portion of the Windward island chart
Traces the Telephone Circuits.
which you still hold. Unless tills Is
delivered to me, and delivered as I
have already directed, the Spotted
Warning will come to your daughter
Margery. And the meaning of the
Spotted Warning she already under
stands. JULES LEGAR."
“And what do you intend to do?"
sskei Manley, still staring down at
this strange note.
"Do you suppose,” retorted Golden,
with a slightly tremulous finger al
ready on the bell, “that I’m going to
empty my safe to every blackleg who
bandies about a catch-word that be
longs to little Italy?”
"But what earthly use Is this piece
of chart to you?” asked tho yonnger
man.
Miss Margery to como here at once.
As Margery quietly stepped Into the
room Golden stared at her for a mo-
mont and then sank hack Into his
chair.
"What is the Spotted Warning?” ho
suddenly demanded.
Tho girl, with her troubled eyes bent
nil the grim-lined face of her father,
did not speak at once.
"The Spotted AVarnlng?" she re
peated, In a little more than a whis
per.
“A'es, what Is that supposed to
mean?"
"It Is a warniug of death,” was the
girl’s quietly enunciated reply. Man-
ley could detect the tremor that sped
through her body. "And It means that
you have been hearing from Legar
again!”
"But what does Legar mean by It?”
asked Manley. “Why should he UBe
such a phrase?"
“It Is a warning that comes to the
person who is about to die. It Is
message of warning, spotted black. It
Is the last word they send. And I have
heard them soy It has nover failed—
never once!"
But the Indomitable old fighter at
the desk waB once more on his feet.
"That Sicilian black-magic stuff
can’t Intimidate me,” he thundered
out.
lie turned to his daughter. “Until
this Calabrian brigand farco Is played
out, I’m going to send you Into the
country."
"But where are you sending me?"
nsked tho girl.
“I’m going to send you out to your
Aunt Agatha’s on Long Island!” was
his curt response as he swung about
to his secretary. "And while Mar
gery’s getting her things together,
Manley, you send Train, tho chauf
feur, hero to mo for hlB instructions.”
Manley, promptly crossing to the
door, was startled to find the figure of
the new footman standing close beside
It as It was swung open.
Ten minutes later, when Manley re
turned to the library with Train at his
heels, he found Enoch Golden staring
down at a sheet of paper lying on Ills
desk. At the center of tills paper
stood a large black blot.
“It’s the Spotted Warning,” said
Golden, his heavy face furrowed with
a trouble deeper than he was willing
to admit. "But how, In God’s name,
did It get here?”
Manley, after staring at the strange
ly-spotted sheet, stared even more In
tently at the celling directly above the
point where tho paper lay on the desk
top. A momentary look of satisfac
tion flitted across his face as Golden
turned to him with a crisp command
to precede Margery to Cedartpn and
there explain both the reasons for her
visit and tho precautions to be exor
cised during that visit.
“And as for you, Train,” continued
tho grim-eyed old millionaire, turning
to his chauffeur, “I want you to take
my daughter out to Codarton as quick
ly as your car and the speed laws will
let you carry her. There aro special
reasons for this, remember. And from
the moment you leavo this house, don’t
lot anything or anybody stop you.”
Thirty minutes later Margery Gold
en, surrounded by her bags, sat back
In the swaying automobile, puzzled
over this new and unexpected turn
in the tide of events. And as mile by
mile swam by beneath the hurrying
wheels, the keen-oyed man In the driv-
Ing seat found a load lifted from his
own shoulderB.
Yet at tho next turn In the road his
| liglit-heartedncss suddenly departed
I from that keen-eyed driver. For aB ho
I took this turn and speeded up along
a dustless stretch of open highway,
lie saw a flguro run out to the middle
of the road. It was not the fact that
tills figure stood directly In his path
that most disturbed him. It was the
discovery, as he drew down on It,
that this figure wore a vellow band of
cloth across the eyes, with a moon
shaped apron falling almost to the end
of the nose, that brought the redoubt
able Train’s heart suddenly up In his
mouth. But even whllo that flguro
remained stubbornly and directly in
hlB path, motioning for him to stop,
ho remembered his orders. Instead of
slackening his speed, In fact, ho ih-
crensed It, Increased It to the limit
of the engine's power. And he would
surety have ridden down that would-
be Interceptor had not tlie latter, at
the last moment, leaped quickly aside.
Margery Golden, as ho did so, half
rose In her seat, for she, too, had
caught sight of that mysteriously-
shadowed face.
“But that was the Laughing Mask!”
she cried aloud, in wonder, as they
swept on.
A little later she was startled by a
had duly Instructed him to do. Then
ho returned to the neighborhood of the
library door, with hla ferretllko alert
r.oss masked under his customary ini
mobility of fnce.
It was not until his restless master
discovered tho telephone wires to be
dead, und went storming through the
house to determine tho reason for this
Quick dry of WMnlair bunting from tho aemtila' toloptumfl below stulrs, Pun
driver'# throat, Staling Ahead, whn of that guarded conversation was car-
Raw that still another offort was being fled on by AVroneh, tho now footman,
made to Intercept thoui. This time it und much of it had to do with the very
was a man with a rod Dug, Instead of situation so disturbing thu aged million-
stopping, tho car swept past the man “Ire in the room above. For it was Lc-
Bo close that Its fender-end shipped Gar explaining tliut a masked stranger
against tho llagstick Itself as lie re- at tho list moment Imd snatched the
peated his lusty shout of command, ftirl from their hands and had apparent-
Hut that command was more or loss !y carried her off to somo hiding place
lost on Train, a little dizzy now with ' of his own. This was followed by the
tho Sheer drunkenness of speed. j commnnd to deliver still another mos-
Stop?' mocked the driver us ho ' eago to Enoch Golden, with tho final
raced on. "I'm going to atop for noth- ! warning that overy wlro leading Into
Ing this shlo of hell!” I tho Golden lioitso must bo cut ns soon
Act that vallaut lionBt was little ns possible,
more than the articulation of mortal | The new footman, In obodlunco to
pride so often preluding mortal dlsas- ! these orders, quietly traced out the
tor. For, bearing down on them along ' telephone circuits to the basement and
mat lonely stretch of roadway thoy . thoro flavored tho wires with a pair of
could already qco a second car. Tho scissors purloined for tho purpose
point about this car that worried Train • from Mile. Cclestlne's Workbag. Then,
was that It was not approaching them watching hi3 chance, ho carefully
as a woll-behnvcd car Bhould approach penned a note, wording It as Local
a comrade vehicle, but vormfculated
drimkenly from one Bide of tlie roiul to
the other. Even Margery, us she
leaned forward, puzzling over these
strange movements, realized that peril
was Involved In passing a vlhiclo so '
uncertuln of its course. At tho same
time, too, sho could hoar from far bo-
hlnd her tho prolonged and warning lljaBUU lult ,
Tn5iv 0t .i an 8U ‘“ h0rn ' walling disturb- misadventure, that Wrench realized
iffimnnn 8h h6 qUl0t ° lr of the lat0 llis cllanR « had come. Slipping into
Tim nnvi rv. » ' ,bo ,lc3 eNed library on tho pretext of
moment the two cars had adjusting the rugs, ho stopped before
T ,’ ° D ’ ' ,bu rosewood tatdo, hesitated a mo-
There was a crash of motal and ment, nnd then lifted the lieavllv-
Voiding ^ honey comb radia- chased lid of Golden's cigar case nnd
t0 w.r,r° PPer0 re .'I ,lers ’ i topped the note Inside A moment
? t «, h ? PP f n ! d aftor t ? at for a11 Ia ter lie had left the room, unobserved
time remained strangoly liko a dream and unsuspected.
, Sh ° t'cmombered seeing It did not take many minutes of
c,.p ,vm. M L,OBO bosldo his wrecked waiting to confirm the wisdom of
wr ,’ th . e . ,),00<1 trickling from his Wrench’s movement. For Enoch Gold-
ah staimn * his whip-cord mil- on, striding restlessly back Into his
[w r ; H S !“ J' eme mbered seeing other library, sank with a sigh of weariness
Hnf !!?', , ,™T holploss looking, into tho armchair beside the rosewood
“° 3 i ° f “i 8hQ rome mbcred how , table. For a moment or two he stared
” ,, ,1 fl l EUr00 - pulling himself abstractedly and unhappily about him.
^ s . !owly rlsen t0 his fcet ' 1 Then, with still another slgli, he
s ho did so he turned lmlf-stupidly reached out and lifted the heavily-
about and stared down at her. And the chased lid of silver. - His fingers, In-
mornent she saw that pallid yet tri-' stead of coming In contact with a per-
mpliant face sho know that It was Lo-' fecto corseted In gold, rustled against
gai. sue knew that ho was confronting a shoot of paper. Automatically ho
ner, that ho was Blowly but determtn- picked It up and unfolded It.
edly making his way towards her. And ! AVrltten on that mysterious sheet he
sno knew that In another moment she found the following:
would have been their prisoner again I “To fight me further In this is use-
had not a sudden and unlooked-for in less. And unless you open your eyes
terruption taken place. I to this fact it will soon be worse than
This interruption came in tho form useless. It will be fatal. I repeat that
of a flying roadster, with a masked j I want your half of that chart. If you
figure leaning low out from its run-1 want your daughter to live, want her
ning hoard as it swept down on them. ' sent back to you, take that chart to
Sho rememberdd the sudden shout of the twenty-fourth floor of the Central
the men, the sudden clutch of the Tower building, within the next hour,
Manlay's flret thought, !u hi# dllem< n0 dumaga whleti a halMiour'a work
tun, to comnitmdoer somo notirby - - amour# work
car, Yet nothing but a nicer, ho ro-
uiombm'd as be snatched out his
“It la a Warning Of Deathl” Was the Girl'o Reply.
nt her while and hand It to the man In the black
the roadster swept by, the equally sud- ulster who will be waitinpHthere^ No
den pain through her bruised body as trickery can succeed And thI I-you?
Bn A wnn swum* anfnlv nn < n > n *i,„ * i _ . . , IB your
ot chancel JULES LEGAR."
Silently the beaten man stared down
She was swung safely up Into the seat last chance!
of the onward sworving car. She re
membered, too, the arm close about
her as she lay back, weak and pant
ing, as thoy danced and speeded on
along that lonely road. Sho remem
bered turning in through a stone gato,
at this strange missive. Slowly as ho
did so, the last of his once iron will
melted away.
He rose heavily from his chair and
crossed to the vault. From this vault
winding along an orderly gra,vel drive- ho tQnk ' * U ‘ ID
way, stopping before a vlnc-bowercd th , “ ap ’. the time-yellowed
bungalow. She remembered, as tho J , ° °' " laniIIa abou t which so many
masked man at her sido helped her In life seemed*, tr ° Ub ' e I 3 of a11 llis
through an ivory-white door, turning for hls h , tP ' e olye ' Then, calling
dazedly to him and asking who he was. ea ? !l0 tr and OPdorln B «
And she remembered tho smilo that mid’nlirlit ns ! J ma()e re ady for hls
showed just beneath tho fringe of tho central Towmr hn*iM? PUU ' ati °“ t0 lh °
yellow domino as he shook hls head wmtL buildiue ’
and tho sense of deprivation that tIle3e events wore taking
swept through her as she found her- ,. c ' Lowevor. there was ono member
self onco more alone. Then from tho <■_ , , 00 , n household who remained
same door through which tho Laugh- na ' : , tive - WIle n David Man-
ing Mask had stepped, Bho remem- ,Z, I u ® t,y left a tranquil bunga
bered, she had seen a quiet-eyed worn- , p eaarton and so stealthily
an come out, a quiet-eyed woman who aurrouii l nZnL 1 !' 011811 , the shn,bbery
had crept up to her, with tears well- ? t . lat b mgalow, it wa3 be
ing from her eyes and a smile of pity- CO vprv th t”i d made tho sudden dla- - -----
ing.tendcrness about her lips ] U , lat ’° Ear 1‘lmself was in the .f 10 was about - For ho took that ob-
"Margory. don’t you know mo? Don't W^&he U ^ ,0r
you remember your own mother?" ter crimhial’s Invasion m r that m “ S '
that quiet-oyed woman had asked as -tore,! grounds. And M^nlev ^
she had takpn hor In hor nr mu a««i . .. u maiu w,
she had taken her in her arms. And dooidln* to af.iu « ,,? y ’ P r °'«Dtly
;* 7'»»**
face, bent so close over her own, sho 0 f Leear’s ni.n. .. n en ou„h
had said, with a gasp of bewilderment, ]y issued his instructions to two^f hls
Are you you tho Laughing Mask?” confederates near the roadside tn
sunlled, 1 ” »^
put a finger to her,,ps. ^
_ <,uty t° warn Margery’s father that
T? TbB Tower of Destiny. Legar himself had acknowledged hls
Enoch Golden, anxious and worn- Ignorance of the girl’s whereabouts
out, sat waiting for somo further word and had expressed hi? L on
as to the fate of hls daughter Margery, tricking the chart out of 1 s preseu
Nothing had come to him since Train’s owner’s hands.
startling message of the collision and Ten minutes of frantic effrrtv it „
the even more startling news of the telephone booth in the nearby village
girls mysterious disappearance. He however, convinced Manley of the ini’
would have got little consolation from possibility of getting in touch win-
a talk that was taking place over the Golden by wire.
I
watch, could got him to tho Central
Tower building In time.
Hls next Ihouglit, however, took him
tearing down the village street like a
madman. For tho name of “Cedarton”
had brought Into hls mind yet another
name, tho nanio of “Bobby Evart.” And
Bobby Evart, who lmd ills workshop
and hangnr on tho southerly outskirts
of that village, lmd been tho first of
the Racquet club niombers to forsake
automobiles for aviation, nnd stnrtlo
Long Island by hls early morning
hydroplane maneuvers over suburban
golf courses and country homes. He
Had been tho first civilian volunteer
for the federal air scouts and at San
Diego had twice broken hls own alti
tude record established at Pensacola,
and waB now Immured In tho mysteri
ous task of fashioning a stabilizer for
monoplanes, a stabilizer, Manloy rc-
mombored, which wms receiving sym
pathetic attention from certain navy
officials in Washington.
Instead of finding thlB same In
trepid Bobby poring over blue prints
of stabilizer parts, however, the breath
less Manley found hls old-time friend
In a rattan club clmlr tranquilly play
ing chess with hls maiden aunt. In
two minutes the breathless newcomer
liad explained to tho somewhat us
ed young chess player a situation
which brought a brighter light Into
tho lattcr’B boyish oyes.
“The point Is,” cried Manley, "could
you got mo there. Could you make a
landing at night?”
They were already on their ieet
again, running for the hangar.
“Yes, I cun get you there! But what
have we got to make a landing on?’
“The main building of the Central
tower stops at the eighteenth story.
That gives us a flat roof of several
hundred yards. Could you make it on
that?"
"Not unless It was lighted!” ex
plained Evart, shouting for hls
mechanician as he rounded the gloomy
cornor of tho hangar Itself.
“But It is lighted,” Manley told him.
“It gets the light from the tower Itself,
and the whole cornice line Is strung
with electrics, the same as the Singer
building!"
Evart’s finger, touching a button,
threw a white flood across the vaulted
roof of the building. A touch on an
other button sent the great doors
swinging open. Manley looked at hls
watch. Then he shook hls head.
"It’S too late,” he proclaimed. But
Evart and hls mechanician wore al
ready at work on the wide-winged
monstrosity nested under Its metal
roof like a pterodactyl In a cave.
"Get aboard," commanded Evart. |
"We’ro going to try for it anyway!’
He turned to hls helper. “Hey, Brown
throw my friend up that fur coat of
yours!"
"But what speed can you get out of
this machine?" asked Manley as ho
clambered aboard the chassis and
struggled with hls seat-straps.
Evart, who had been stooping over
hls engines, looked up.
“I got one hundred and four nn hour
out of her this morning,” ho off-hand
edly announced. "But I think I can
push her up to one hundred and ten.’
Manley's heart boat faster.
“Then there’s a chance!" he cried,
"A fighting chance."
A sudden sense of chill caused Man
ley to clutch for tho fur coat thrown
in at his feet, and strugglo into it,
As ho did so the earth seemed slid
denly to fall away from him. Villages
became spangled checker-boards of
lights. Highways became winding
strings of pearls.
Manley forgot the chilliness striking
Into hls bones. Ho forgot Margery
Golden and Legar. Ho forgot the ori
gin of hls mission that brought him
winging through the midnight heav
ens. Ho forgot tho fact of hls own
puny existence and the trivial ends to
which it had been given over. All
these ho forgot, completely and utter
ly, until Evart, swooping out along
tho twinkling shore lights of South
Brooklyn, circled north again where
the brazen figure of Liberty guarded
the upper bay, and dropped lower
along that tapering point of gloom
where Battery park nosed like a ship’s
prow into the tides of the Atlantic.
They were still planing down, gently,
like a settling sea bird, with tho tilted
planes veering a little westward to es
cape the beetling skyscrapers along
the canyon of lower Broadway.
Manley thought, for a moment, that
Evart had misjudged hls position.
Then ho felt sure that Evart had also
misjudged hls height, that hls stabil
izing fin was already too low to clear
tho flat roof that abutted tho light-
strewn tower itself.
But Evart, obviously, knew what
couldn’t patch up.
Hut Manloy, in truth, wuo thinking
little of either Evart or hls filer. All
Ills thoughts, as ho climbed frantically
up through the bfolton tower window,
wire revolving uhout tlio problem as
to whether or not ho was too lalo.
And that all-vital question still ob
sessed him as ho mounted tho Iron
treads of the stairway leading to tho
tower top, panting up flight nftor flight
until hls lungs seemed bursting for
want of air, and his over driven heart
heat drumlike against his rib-cage.
And H3 lie reached tho top and flung
out through tlio narrow door opening
long of fiat gloom outlined In electrics
with a gentle upward undulation like
tho upward swoop of a bluebird alight
ing on a maple tree. Into that artful
upward swoop was absorbed much of
their momentum, for Evart had plain
ly remembered that their running
space was limited. But even with this
precaution thei;o remained a perilous
paucity of runway, for before tho
bounding and quivering organism of
nickel and steel and canvas came to
a flop It lurched head-on Into a wall
of the tower Itself.
Manley could hear the crash of glass
as the damper plane at tho noso of
the quivering chassis brought up short
against one of tho tower windows.
He was dimly aware of half-tumbling
and half-climbing through a network
of wooden stuts and steel piano-wire
stays and cross-guys. He was vaguely
conscious of Evart calling out that ev
erything was all right, that thoro was
They Fought With Gasps and Grunts
on tho campanilo-liko balcony crown
ing that skyscraping structure, he
knew, even a3 he saw two figures
standing there beforo him, that he
was too late.
That much he knew, even before he
caught at enough breath to call out
a warning to Enoch Golden or swing
about and spring for tho second flguro,
already shrinking back in tho shadow
of that many-columned cupola. For In
the hand of tho second figure Manley
had already caught sight of a tell-tale
sheet of paper. It was a yellowed
and time-worn scrap of paper, and lit
tle more, but to Manley It hnd become
tho emblem and pennon of a desperate
cause, a flag to bo rallied round and
fought for. to the last ditch and the
last gasp, as harried soldiers light
through the smoke of battle for their
colors.
And Manley, as ho flinched with Le
nar's stalwart emissary, fought for It.
Nor was his opponent one to be de
spised. The txvo men fought along the
crest of that midnight tower as two
mountain lions might fight along the
brink of an Andean precipice. They
fought with gasps and grunts, with
strange guttural sounds, with teeth
bared ami face distorted, blind to the
blows that were given and taken, un
conscious of the fact that the very pa
per for which thoy wore fighting had
already fallen to tho cupola floor, and
from thoro had been blown by tlio
north wind to tho furthermost edge of
tlio cornice circling the stono column
supports.
Golden himself was already reaching
for that paper when Legnr's confed
erate caught sight of It, broke from
Manley's grasp and dove bodily for
where It lay. Manloy, a second later,
followed him. There, half astride the
balustrade of coppered wood paintod
to look liko marble, the fight was re
newed. Each crouched low as he
fought, drunkenly conscious now of
the abyss that yawned so close to hls
feet. 13ut still they fought.
Then a second breath of night
breeze, sighing through tho tower top,
carried the paper slowly along the
cornice edge. It was Legar’s man who
saw It ns it moved. He wrenched
away, twisted about, and caught at It
as it foil. But alroady ho was too
late. It lifted with the wind, drifted
and eddied slowly about in the moon-
1 ght, and floated swaylngly down Into
the darker canyon of Broadway, where
It was soon lost to sight.
But neither Manley nor his enemy
saw that descent, for Legar’s man as
ho lurched suddenly forward threw ail
hls weight on the outstanding copper
cornice, painted white to look like
mnrble. And It was a cornice mado
only for ornamentation, and not for
support. For Its fastenings surren
dered to tho strain of that suddenly-
imposed weight and tho buckling seg
ment of copper swayed outward as the
desperately-clinging fingers clutched
at its edges.
Manley, hanging to tho balustrade
with one arm, reached out to grasp
that buckling strip of metal to which
a helpless man was hanging sheer
oyer space. Ho caught at It, even as
Golden caught at lxis straining shoul
ders to hold hjm steady.
But a law, stronger than the will of
man, seemed to suck the metal slowly,
Inevitably, out of tho clutch of hls
red fingers. Then the’last fastenings
gave, tho strained and twisted sheet-
metal tore slowly away, and the black
shadow of a man fell like a plummet to
the Iron and stone of Broadrvay, three
hundred feet below.
CTO BE CONTINUED.)