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THUS ATLANTA GEORGIAN.
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EATUBDAY, SBPTKMDEU
DOUBLOONS
A THRILLING NOVEL OF MYSTERY,
TRAGEDY AND A STOLEN FORTUNE
By EDEN PHILLPOTTS AND ARNOLD BENNETT
Synopsis ® f P«viou« Chapters.
a gentleman in distress, la
?‘ ?, a night watchman on Klngsway.
C UerlofJ* K Me# fl figure crawl out of
»*>“• ^? ( i .ton ln n trench. The next
• JSSJ the murdered body of Captain Pol-
ncralag Ka captain. Is found in the
IMfsn. « jj” r “ ouiB I, cancel the Corner
t"* 1 *- I, kept by Adrian IIllKny, who
""“frf... lodging to distressed gentlefollt
fff'v, I.'eenta a night. Philip meets an
oair y*i Anthony Dldring. from whom
which relieves his necessities,
{hen summoned to attend the in
H* „„ the captain's body and falls undet
^“"Lien* A negro cook furnishes the Im
rfat information that the dead captain
fj? only two relatives—a brother with
(Copyright, 1306, by Eden rhllipotts nod Arnold Dennett.!
“What curiosity?"
“ 1 wanted to know who occupied
T he idea took me about a quarter
fi,. Corner House,
"she says ■ h “
to CnpMln
rtesses the
St'he had on hla person. The evidence
'?£! ihotrs that he had planned a search
IIS’ Mdden treasure and had Incurred the
{{unity of a Russian revolutionary society.
The Jury returns a verdict of murder by
"si? I A r n’ 0 hony” k f>idri“g takes Philip to
w, club to reveal a great discovery to
Sin. Ulraltla, whom the baronet loves, has
T T£?"bsronet's other guest at dinner Is
w|» Josephine Fire, an actress, who, after
SiMidi'a dUnppparance, ban bean given
hit young woman's dressing room n( the
theater While tho party s discussing an
rhhotsM ../Jitead^ „ jGjtjctt™
He asks idles
rods permission to examine her dressing
SI™ In nn effort to find some clew to
ihS ni sslng Olralda. The detective tells
ftnfof 'Se extraordinary Interest manl-
S, in the mystery by the Marquis of
Staodego. Philip returns to the Corner
? proceeds to stere the young man
countenance. He closes the window,
mill™ down the shade and own* himself
Philip dines nt the Corner house. He
«is Detective Vnrcoe, in disguise, enter
the dining hall in.l partake of n meal
which he devours In great haate, dlup-
wiring immediately after dinner. Philip
EL, a walk nud tlnils Maasa Coco, the
!„ r0 who testified at the Inquest. Coco
ipil, the young man that he has teen
he dead captain's brother. He hurries
Sek to the Corner house and gropes ids
nnitalrs to a room which he thinks
h«i some connection with the mysterious
IXlr he had recently witnessed. The door
Lcni and John Meredith, "the man with
the sear," appears on the threshold.
f. n ». k° ur ago to And out who occupied
“Why?"
Philip gazed at him mildly.
“Shull I tell you? Yen. ri! tell you,
but not here. We can't stand talking
here like this. I'll tell you, tomorrow
morning.”
"No, no,” whispered Meredith, i
quick Impatience and a marked
crease of agitation. “You must tell
me now. Come in here. Come in
CHAPTER X.
End of Vnrcoe’s Enquiry,
Philip and Meredith stood regarding
etch other rather stupidly, as people
will who are mutually astonished. The
passages were dark,* save for Philip's
little electric lamp, but In Meredith’s
room a candle was burning, and the
figure of the young man as he blocked
the doorway was silhouetted against
this faint and 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 base. 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
Its thin ray on Meredith's face. The
scarred and yet handsome features
w«te agitated.
“What is wrong?" Meredith stam
mered In a low tone.
“Nothing," said Philip. “I was just
lolng to Tny room, and I dropped my
lamp and stumbled over one of these
planks."
“Oh! I thought something was
wrong."
Again the appealing, nympathetlc
quality of Meredith's voice affected
Philip in n remarkable way. It filled
him with an incomprehensible desire
lo protect Meredith, to take care of
Meredith, to shield him In the rough-
and-tumble of existence; as though
Meredith were lncapabis of looking
after himself. Yet Meredith's was not
i foolish nor a weak face, and despltt
his agitation he twirled hin mustache
with the left hand In a manner not to
be described as other than unci#ipro-
mlslngly Independent.
“What Is wrong?" Philip demanded,
with that disconcerting directness
which characterised him In the more
■trenuous 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
'hat Meredith's tragic Imitation of a
cross-examining counsel - was comic
enough to excuse a smile. And he
answered Meredith with the air of
humoring him.
"Because the lights happened to be
turned out Just as I got to the top of
the stairs."
"Ohl" murmured Meredith vaguely.
Then Philip had the sudden Impulse
lo adopt the offensive.
“But In any case,” he added, “I
•bould have atoppsd at this door.”
"Why
"Because I had a curiosity about
this door. It is now satisfied.”
Philip accepted the invitation and
Meredith noiselessly shut the door.
The first thing that struck Philip was
the extreme tidiness of the room; 1
was a model and example for all lodg
ers. The second thing that struck him
was Meredith's Intense seriousness. “I
wonder if this young man has any
sense of humor,” Philip mused, r
the situation presented Itself now
him as merely humorous. He was con
vlnced that the raising 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,
whoso 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
door at dead of night.
"I’m so sorry I disturbed you,” Phil
Ip said kindly. *Tm afraid you’ll think
me rather—how shall I put it?—free
and easy—rather cavalier. I—”
"I wish you would tell me why you
are so curious about my room,” Mere
dlth Interjected lh a tense rather loud
er voice. He remained standing him
■elf, and he did not ask Philip to sit.
As a fact, there was only one chair.
"The truth Is,” said Philip,
oughtn't to have made that remark, but
as I did make it, I suppose I must
explain.”
“I think so,” Meredith observed.
"Only I warn you. It's ridiculous,
Philip continued.
Then he explained tb Meredith how
he had been struck by the sudden sua
plclous movement of the blind just be
fore the discovery of the corpse. “
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 J 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?"
“Oh! I don't know; Between 7 and
Anyhow, It was Immediately before
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 S.”
You’re sure It was the window of
this room?”
"Absolutely."
“Eecuse me,” Meredith said faintly,
and he sat down on the sole chair.
■What's the matter? You aren't ill?'
Philip cried.
"No, I'm not at all lit. But I want to
■It down. I shall be ail right in a mo
ment." ,
"You’re very pale.”
Meredith straightened himself. “Per
haps you'd bs 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 morning. I had
slept very badly for one or two nights,
but on Tuesday night I slept like a
log. I didn’t woke 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?”
"Yes.”
"But don't you lock your door at
"'“Certainly,” said Meredith,^ “and I
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 his
plans?"
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Meredith gave a sign of assent.
"But why your room?" Philip
manded curtly.
“I—I can’t imagine."
"He wouldn’t have taken the trouble
not
ooklng out through your window
Into the street Any window on
front would have done for that or
could have gone to the dining room.
Why your room?"
‘T—I can't imagine,” Meredith repeat
ed nervously.
"May I ask why you think I am
mistaken in the window?"
“I seem to remember having a sort
of dream that some one came into.:
room.and went out again. I got
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 me,
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, "one 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
explanation of the scar, but none was
offered. The conversation halted.
“You’re particularly Interested In this
murder?" Philip ventured.
‘ "Yes, -
am,
Meredith paused.
■aid.
"So am I,” Philip remarked, and
endeavored to charge his tone with
meaning. "So am II And as you'
Interested”—
‘Well, the captain being in. the house,
and so on"—
"Exactly!—and as you’re Interested,
I’ll give you a piece of news. By the
way, you've read the account of the
lnquest!_ I didn’t see you there.'
of
'Yes, I have read 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. "ReallyI” At the same
time he approached the door. Jt 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
vinced that John Meredith had. had
nothing to do with the murder of Cap
tain Poliexfen. But on the other hand
the adverse appearances could not bo
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 there stranger’s "lhtefest- In ttnr
crime. -That. Meredith had lately ex-
parlebce'd moral sufferings of no usual
tlnd Aval 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 house 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
drug?
He passed to his own room and was
startled to find 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, as It
were In an encounter. Mr. Varcoe ap
peared to be In a state of high self-
satisfaction, and he made no effort to
conceal the fact. • Nor did he offer
either apology or explanation to Philip
for the trespass that he was commit
ting.
“To begin with," said Philip, with no
preliminary, "we will draw the cur-
aln.” He drew the little curtain across
the window. "And we will shut the
door." He shut the door. “And now,
Mr. Varcoe, may I respecljtully Inquire
what the devil you are doing In my
room?"
He was not angry, but It amused
him to assume anger.
‘Oh, that's all right,
was only, waiting." t.. . .
‘The deuce you were!" Philip
piled. "What for? A thrashing?"
■aid Varcoe.
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gesture that Indicated grievous bodily
harm. 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 his
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
,e bed!”
He seized Varcoe's left hand In both
i hands and operated the renowned
-Jltsu twist In contrary directions
„ the index and the thumb. By leav
ing his 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
fingers 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
henry of the thing, don’t you? While
that shooter la being practiced on
one hand It la Impossible for the other
hand even to hold anything."
"But that's no Joke!" Varcoe com
plained.
"Yes. 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 I
to almost bad form. Sit down. My*
Joke has made you perspire, eh? No.
Sit down on the bed. You’ll bo 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
the situation with an admirable tran
qllllllty. - I
"I was waiting for you," he said, still
shaking the poor left hand.
“You wnnted to see meT’
"No. not specially. But about five
minutes ago circumstances compelled
me to seek refuge somewhere, and I
sought refuge here. I knocked first,
and as 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 was 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,
assure you.”
Then I can understand that you did
not find my Joke In quite the best
taste," said Philip. "But what were
you do!ng7"
'I was pursuing my investigations.
You saw ms at dinner? 1
Did I see you at dinner? I.should
say I did see you at dinner! My dear
sir, your disguise would not have de
ceived 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 lear.n that there
are no less than five notorious crimi
nals staying In this house at the pres
ent moment At least there were live
this afternoon. There are only four
now. One decamped Immediately after
dinner, but os I had men waiting out
side In case of urgency, he did not
decamp very far. You keh the class
of persons attracted by the Hllgay
brand of philanthropy!"
'Had this deserter anything to do
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 all
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
upr 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
ments 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
liceman would have cleared me, as you
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Philip explained.
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Varcoe seemed to stumble for a word
"with him.”
"Tonight?"
“Tonight.”
"Well?"
“And I’ve drunk champagne with i
Mies Josephine Fire in the dressing
room that used, to be Miss Glralda’s.
And I’ve found the boy that was em
ployed to send the watchman off on
that wild goose chase.”
"Mr. Varcoe, I congratulate you.”
"And that Isn’t ail I’ve done.”
, "In short, the game is up!"
“The game Is up, if It wasn’t, do
r ou suppose, my dear Mr. Masters, that
should be unjacklng my heart with
words to you In this fashion, as the
■wan of Avon says T’
“You’ve got your hands on the crim
inal?"
Vance nodded proudly,
"Who Is it 7"
“Guess.”
"I’m not good at guessing," said
Philip. “But I’ll guess It you soy
whether I’m right."
"Go ahead,” was Varcoe's reply.
"Well, I 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 7”
"Because that’s too obvious, besides
you haven't established his identity,
bet.”
"Yes I have,” Varcoe contradicted
quietly,
“Who was he?"
“You do well to put It In the past
tense,” said Varcoe with a strange
Intonation. ‘That gentleman no longer
exists."
He Is dead!”
He has been destroyed, simply de
stroyed.”
Philip controlled an Involuntary
shiver of the spine.
But It wasn't ha,” Varcoe added
dryly,
“Coco?" 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 Cocot
You might as well have guessed Mr,
Hllgay or the coroner, or Josephine.”
Philip paused a moment and then
■aid, self-consciously.
“Had John Meredith, the young man
In the corner room on this floor, any
thing to do with It?”
Mr. Varcoe was visibly Impressed.
“Didn’t I tell you you ought to be
In the C. I. D.?’’ he smiled and then
ke looked at his Watch, holding the
dial In the ray of the lamp.
"You don't mean to say It’s Mere
dith?” Philip exclaimed, jumping from
hla chair, and even os he spoke his
thought wonderlngly ran: “Why should
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 a bell, but whether
was outside the house or In the pass
age, or In some cubicle, Philip could
not be sure.
In half an hour you will know," re
plied Varcoe, and assuming an entirely
different tone, serious, official and
commanding, he added, "Please stay
here 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 he was
wearing felt slippers.
During the night the Corner 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 slight contretemps which
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heterogeneous sounds. Then he crept
to the door and turned the handle.
The handle was docile enough; the
door, however, would not open; It had
been secured on the outelde.
For an Instant he was furious, but
for an Instant only. His conscience told
him that, being an Englishman, he was
a sportsman, und being a sportsman,
he must play the game, even if Mr.
Varcoe did not. Assuming that the
detective had a coup to make, as 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 gnme. It was arguable that
the detective had a moral right.to turn
keys in his own favor. 80 Philip re
signed himself to ’ wait longer. His
wae something of the fatalism of a
child. He lay down un the bed, and
quite unintentionally slept.
He was awakened by what In Russia
Is called a domiciliary visit. A force
»f itollce, 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, aqd 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 face of the earth. For
his minions made sure that he was not
in the house, and they were absolutely
convinced that he ha<J not left tha
house. Nor was he ort the roof, nor
clinging to spouts. Scenes of uncon
trolled recrimination passed between
gentility and tbs law In the corridors.
Nearly all the guests threatened to
lenve on the Instant the house where
they had been subjected to such gross
and unprecedented Insult. But nonn
left; the prices were so low. Day
dawned on a sleepless community of
souls.
(Continued lu
Monday's Georgian.) -
Hot Weather Trips via Cen
tral of Georgia Railway^
Summer Excursion Tick-,
ets.
To tho KE ASHORE, MOUNTAIN Hurt
LAKH RESORTS In the north, south,
ea*t and went. . • >
A trip by mil nml snll to NJfW YOKK,
oSTOX, BALTIMORE, IMIlLAl'EL
1*1 IIA nml (HilntB In the «>n*t via SAVAX-
NAII and STEAMSHIP LINES, Is delight-
fill nt thin nennon.
TlrketB^nre now on ‘anle ut nil coupon
ticket office*. For rate*, schedule*,
miply to nny ncent or renreHenfatlve of
the Central of Georgia raftrax*'.W
Fogg, niatnAji2j£ msm
may arrlye to any pernon who has bei/h
within nl*ht of hln
....... I ant sixpence; but
he judged that he must h-TVe waited
considerably more than the half hour
mentioned by Mr. Varcoe. He had
heard distantly a variety of trifling and
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SOLE STATE AGENTS FOR GEORGIA.
29-31 South Forsyth Street, Atlanta, Ga.
J. C. GREENFIELD, Prei.
C. L PEEK, Sts’).