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THUS ATLANTA GEORGIAN. '• 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?" THATS ALL! think IT OVER. ATLANTA TYPOGRAPHICAL UNION. de 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. P. O. BOX 266. 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! 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"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 F. E. PURSE 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, 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. 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