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The Dingbat Family
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, the Trials of an Aspiring Artist By Herriman
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Better Than Sherlock
Holmes at His Best
CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES
A Detective Story of Thrilling
Interest, Love and Mystery
By T. W. HANSHAW
Copyright by Doubleday. Page &
Co.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“It is not necessary," interposed
Cleek. “You ar» Mile. Vera Vlad-
ivoski. are you not? Stop a bit—I’ll
save you a lot of explanation. 1
know the story of the green chalk
marks and the deaths that follow."
“Monsieur! But this4s necromancy!
1 have confessed that to no ope and
yet ” -
"Again, it is not necessary. You
h«ve seen ta ose marks upon the door
step Of other houses than this and
you have seen death follow them as
it will follow here if the murderer
is not forestalled!"
"But he must be forestalled he
must’ he must, Monsieur!" she said
.n n pani<-. “I know the murderer—
I ! 1 know! It is that which
n«*a .v razes me to think that Hady
Jennifer will not give me a chance to
speak. Why will she not? How ha9
he turned her against me? How can
ho know when I have been so careful
to keep out of sight? lt nearly
killed me when first he came here.
Mon-ieur, listen to me? Arrest him
in the name of God arrest him.
Thai man, that Dr. Singleton. Mon
sieur. he was Sir Gorrell James*
doctor, too, and Sir Gorrell James
died; and the unholy chalk mark had
been on the doorstep, the same as
here. He kills with a smiling face—
he kills and kills and kills, that
laughing Englishman with the devil’s
heart and if death comes here, to
this house "
"It Won't, Mademoiselle.”
"It won't, mademoiselle." interposed
j Cleek. serenely. 'The la9i act in that
little drama has been played; the last
green eh£ik mark has been made, and
1 take great pleasure ir. informing
you that neither has anything to do
with the affairs of Mr. Richard Jen
nifer nor ever had even in the re
motest degree Gently, gently, please.
I think I shall have a little surprise
for you, too, as well as for somebody
else before we are very many min
utes older. Indeed, you would hardly
credit how much one can surprise
certain classes of criminals, made
moiselle. if only one takes time to
stand on one's head for a few mo
ments once in a while!”
And with this enigmatic declare. •
tion he waved the two plain-i lollies
men away and signaled mademoiselle
to come downstairs with him, where
they could talk without danger of
being seen or overheard.
IV.
It was twenty minutes later Un
der the soothing influence of a mild
sedative the patient had dropped off
to sleep, and Dr. Singleton and Klan-
nigan were making ready to depart
when Lady Jennifer, who had been
summoned from the room for a mo
ment before, appeared in the door
way of a passage leading to an ad
joining apartment and beckoned the
doctor to her agitateflh
' Is he sleeping?” she inquired in a
whisper, as she glanced over at her
son. “Oh. 1 am so thankful! Can you
spare a moment before you go? My
friend Mr. Redway. whom we left be
low when w e came up. has discovered
'something startling. Mr.—er—Mark
ham says, and he thinks we ought to i
be told about it. It's something to do j
with figures written in green chalk i
on our doorstep. He attaches a :
dreadful importance to them."
“R' : "
RALLY? That’s rum! Yes, i
eutainiy 1 can spare tinv.
annigan, look out you
' on't drop that blessed vial or you'll
smash every medicine vial in it. And
while you are over there, just shade
that Light a trifle more—it shines on
_ Mr. Jennifer's face. All right." ne
j added, nodding smilingly to her lady-
! ship. “Show the way, please, and let
' us go and hear what on earth can be
so terribly important about this green
chalk affair." And then, following her
lead, walked down the carpeted pas
sage with swift unsounding steps and
passed w ith her into a dimly lit room
which evidently did duty for a library
and sitting room combined—Flanni-
gan following, as ever, in his wake
like a close-watching guardian spirit.
There was yet another door to the
room-'-a door leading out into the
main hallway—and before that Mr.
Narkom stood, shifting uneasily, as if
under some airain of repressed ex- ,
citement; but he moved away from it
as the doctor and his faithful hench
man entered, and came round and
stood quite close to the young physi
cian.
This Is Very Serious.
’ I say. you know. Doctor, this is a
very serious business." he said. “Red-
♦vay seems to have stumbled upoi
something of diabolical importance,
and wants to put a few serious ques
tions to you.
“To me'.’" exclaimed Singleton in
blank amazement. Lady Jennifer
said it was something to do with
green chalk marks on the doorstep,
and whatever can a thing like that
have to do with me?"
“Not a very great deal, i will admit,
Doctor, but we w r ill discuss that after-
wft’*d." interposed a voice—Cleek’s
voice—as the door leading to the hall
swung inward: and, looking round in
: the direction of the sound, both Sin
gleton and Lady Jennifer saw that
j he was standing upon the threshold,
and that a young and beautiful girl
was clinging tremblingly to his arm
The doctor’s eyes had no more than
fallen upon that girl v/llen«all his se
riousness dropped from him and he
was his old breezy self again.
“Well, I’m blest!” exclaimed he. ad
vancing with outstretched hanJ.
“Mademoiselle Viadivoski, by all
that’s wonderful! Fancy meeting' you
again and like that! I haven’t seen
you in a dog’s age."
"Oh,” said Cleek. blandly “then you
admit. Doctor, that you have seen
Mile. Viadivoski before, do you?”
Certainly I've Seen Her.
"Seen her? Certainly I’ve seen her
—dozens of times. When I used \o
attend the late Sir Gorrell James, you
know. Or. rather, you don't know;
for that was when I had the old prac
tice—the one I sold when I concluded
to buy at Harburton and settle down
*nere. What's up? What are you
driving at? Mademoiselle's not going
to deny that, is she?”
“No. The fact is she fancied that
you would, though
"1? Why should I? Great Scott,
man! I’ve got nothing to h^jje about
that connection. You can go to the
Medical Society—you or any other
man—if you want to. and hunt up
my record any day in the week. And
it’s a jolly (.lean one. too. I can tell
you that; so if you or mademoiselle
or anybody else means to infer that
I'd be likely to deny where I’ve prac
ticed or what I’ve done ”
“I don’t think we do. doctor,” inter
posed Cleek. “I think that even mad
emoiselle herself is convinced now
that she has suspected you falsely.
Gently, gently, please—don’t flare up
quite so suddenly, you young pepper
pot. The fact is, however, that as
Sir Norrell James died very sudden
ly after a certain green chalk mark
was plic»d upon his doorstep, and
Mr. Jennifer has to all appearances
been seriously ill and there has been
an exactly similar mark put upon
this doorstep, and—er—you have been
the physician in charge in both cast s.
* * * Oh, well, there you are. Made
moiselle has been tortured with dread
lest you might be a secret assassin
and has been terrifying Lady Jenni
fer by listening at doors to heai and
see what you were up to and if you
really did have designs upon the life
of the man she loves.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
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