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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. MONDAY, APRIL 21. 1913.
The Dingbat Family
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Copyright, 1018. Nations! New* Association.
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A Detective Story of Thrilling
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By T. W. HANSHAW.
O pyrlght by Doubleday, Page & Co.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“Hura-m-m! I see. And the doc
tor, does he, too, suspect her of hav
ing something to do with the pa
tient’s illness?'*
“Oh, he has never seen her, nor
have I mentioned Her to him—there
seemed no necessity for It. He is a
young physician who has lately set up
hffc plate in our district and is also a
member of my son’s club—that is how
he and Dick' became acquainted. Of
course, under ordinary - circumstances,
we should have called in Dr. Hath
away, our regular family physician,
but Dick was taken rather suddenly
at the club, and Dr. Singleton being
on hand attended him—indeed,
brought him home In his motor—so,
of course, we have had him in at
tendance ever since.”
“Quite so. Urn! Yes! Of course.
And this Dr. Singleton, w’hat. manner
of man Is he? Scotch, Irhh, Welsh
or—”
“Oh, English—undeniably English.
Well born and well bred beyond the
shadow of a doubt."
“Well-to-do?”
“Extremely Keeps three moters
and paid, I have been told, something
like 2,000 pounds for his practice.”
“Hum-m-m! Like him?”
Altogether Charming.
“Very much, indeed. He is, in fact,
one of the most genial, cordial, alto
gether charming men I have ever met
in my life.”
“Ah, I see,” said Cleek, stroking his
chin. “I never care for ‘charming’
men myself, but. of course. * * *
Just so! just so! It never does to
jump to conclusions. And what, mAy
I ask, does this ‘charming’ young doc
tor say is the nature of your son’s
illness? Does he consider it anything
serious?”
“No, he does not. In fact, he say? It
is simply an attack of acute gastritis,
brought on by indiscriminate eating
There was a banquet on at the club
on the night my son was seized. Then-
were lobster cutlets and peach souffle
and Neapolitan cream on the menu,
and dear Dick is passionately fond of
all three; f<o of course—”
“Oh, yes—good Lord, yes! Of
course!” interposed Cleek. “That
puts quite another complexion on the
matter. One more question if you
please, Lady Jennifer, and then if you
will accept a seat in Mr. Narkom’s
limousine, we three will be off to your
residence as quickly as possible.” He
took out his notebook, doubled back
the covers and poiyed a pencil over a
blank page. “Tell me something,
please,” he added serenely. “How
many flats are there beside your own
In the building where you live. Three,
eh? Thanks very much. Which is
yours?—top, bottom or middle? Mid
dle, is it? Quite so. Now, who lives
in the one below you?”
The Honorable Mrs.
“The Honorable Mrs. FI ax mail -
Howe and her three daughters."
“And the one immediately above?"
“Major and Mrs. Penvarney—they
have no family.”
“And on the topmost of all?”
“Mr. Herbert Batwtck-Spale ane
hi? man servant. There is no family
of course. Mr. Batwuck-Spale being s
bachelor.
“Young or old?”
“Oh, quite old—quite. In the neigh
borhood of 70, I should say. He was
formerly an eminent Q. C., I believe—
in her late Majesty’s time—but has
long since retired, of course.”
T HE curious one-sided smile trav
eled up Cleek’s cheek, hovered
there for a moment and then
slid down and was gone. He said
nothing, however; merely went on
writing for a time—halting just once
to shrill forth—without looking up—a
peculiar whistle that was like the note
of a frightened blackbird, and then
going on with his scribbling at a rapid
rate. He had covered one side of th”
leaf and was close to the bottom of
the other when Dollops put in an ap
pearance.
Half a Minute, My Lad.
“Half a minute, my lad,” said Cleek,
without looking up; then, a few mo
ments later, he gave the pencil a swift
stroke across the paper, tore out the
written leaf, doubled It and beckonel
Dollops forward.
“Attend to that." he said, putting it
into the boy’s hand; “and reporr,
ready for duty, in the neighborhood
of Crown Mansions, Holland Park, is
soon as possible. I needn’t tell you
not to advertise the fact that you’re
loitering about for a purpose. That’s
all. Cut along."
“Right you are, Guv’ner. Here’s
where 1 do a bunk,’ as the sailor said
to the for’cas’l,” replied Dollops; then
hitched up his trousers and was gone
like a shot.
Five minutes later, Lady Jennifer
and ner two companions left Die
bloom-crowded nursery, passed
through the little shop and entered
the waiting limousine; and directly
the door had closed upon them the
car swung out into the roadway and
—head on. in the direction of Bavs-
water—took the distance between
Chiswick and Holland park at a 20-
mile clip.
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When close to that select part of
Holland Park where Crown Mansions
and similar imposing buildings stand,
the car halted and for reasons which
must be obvious to all—Its occupams
decided to make the remainder of the
journey afoot. It was perhaps a min
ute or two later that they rounded the
last turning and came in sight of the
palace. It was a substantial but rath
er ornate building, standing some dis
tance back from the pavement, a low
wall, behind which was a high hedge,
shutting it off from the line of traffic,
and a gate at either end giving ingress
to and egress from the semi-circular
driveway which led to and from the
imposing doorway. And Cleek—en
tering with the others through one of
these gates—had but Just time to re
mark that low doorstep, balustrade
and flower urns all were of white
marble, when, with a warning “Honk-
honk!” a motor horn sounded and
swung in at the other gate, and glided
noiselessly up the curve of the drive
way and halted at the building's door.
A Liveried Chauffeur.
In the drivers seat of this elabo
rate conveyance sat a liveried chauf
feur—young, alert, sharp-eyed md
bright-faced—and beside him, array ed
in livery that matched his own to a
half, there was a grave, sedate, elder
ly man with a bag on bis knees and
both hands folded placidly over It. He
rose and alighted, this second man,
and went round and opened the vehi
cle’s door as it stopped, and Lady Jen
nifer had no more than said, “It is
Dr. Singleton’s motor.'How glad I am
to get back in time,” w’hen there is
sued from that door—or, ratHter, I
jumped down from It in an excess of
animal spirits—as bonny' a specimen
of a healthy, happy, care-free young
Briton as one might hope to sec.
He was about to spring up the step
and run indoors when he caught sight
of lady Jennifer, but instantly al
tered his intention and. brushing I
aside the elderly man with the bag. I
faced round and hurried to her.
“I say, I am glad you’ve come back
at last. Lady Jennifer—I’ve had no
end of a rough time of it since you’ve
been gone." he said, with a bright,
breezy laugh. “Who the dickens
have you got sitting with Dick'.’ The
beggars wouldn’t let me in when I
made my regulation call This after
noon. Old Dick, he was in a wax
too! 1 could hear him giving them
Jip for not opening the door; but they
said you’d give them orders not to. :
so it was no go. What in the world .
was that for?"
To Be Continued To morrow. I
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