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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News-Record, 1910-12-01, Page 7December lat, 1916 G. D. *TAGGART' W. D. *TAGGART - Mc Taggart Bros. oeFee-BANKERSaaa 4P.rr,reeS, A GENERAL talANKINta BUSE- INESS TRANSACTED, NOTES DISCOUNTED. DRAFTS ISSUE.° DeTBLEST ALLOWED ON DE- POSITS. SALE, NOTES PURCII- *SEP. ......10•••••••••10, - 11. T. RANCE. NOTARY PUBLIC, CONVEY-, ANCER, FINANCIAL. REAL ESTATE AND FIRE INSUR- ANCE AGENT. REPRESEN- TING 14 FIRE INSURANCE COMPANIES. DIVISION COURT OFFICES, CLINTON. W, BRYDONE, BARRISTER, somerroa NOTARY. PUBLIC, ETC. OFFICE -Sloane leletele-fil TN1'0N4 - •Olmo•••••••••••••MM,101•11,10111.1.•••••11110. CHARLES B. HALE REAL ESTATE and INSURANCE 9FFICE - - HURON ST. .•••••••••• Vaffamk DR. W. GUNN L. R. C. P., L. R. C. S. Edinburg Office -Ontario street, Clinton. Neglat calls at front door of office or at residence on Rattenbury street. —DR. J. W. SHAW- -OFFICE- RATTENBIJRY ST. EAST. -CLINTON.- DR. C. W. THOMPSON. pHYSICIAL, SURGEON. ETC. 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VERY LOW RATES. *********************** Secure tickets atid full particulars from • a0IIN RANSFORD, aliatoWir Agt. A. 0. PATT/SON, Depot Agent. nr addling •J. D. McDonald, Dietriet PasSenger Agebt, Union Station, 'lo - oto, Ont, THE OF THE Countess By WARD MUIR "There's •a InYstery behind those windows," said Hannen, the oldest re- . eorter on the staff of the "Daily Wire." Sena, the youngest reporter on the same Paper, twfated round to see the house towards which Hannen had jerked has casual and not over -clean tburab. "A mystery?" queried Sims. He was impressed, partly because be was Young -he had only been "taken on" at the "Wire" office the day hetore,. and was very proud of his new position - and partly because Hannen had eleehen the word "mystery" in a tone of voice which, so to speak, supplied it with a capital "M." "What sort of mystery?" Sims had to strain his rteck now to see the house at all, for the taxicab in which he and Batmen were travelling had already almost tra- versed Olroyd Square ;and to Sims, gazing back, the raansion in question looktd ordinary enough. "What sort of mystery, you ask? Asa another, my boy," Hannen chuck- led. "That's exactly the geestion I can't answer. Nobody Ithows, tut the mystery's there, sure enough. Did you notice the windows of the house, eh?" "Not particularly," Sime had to con- fesTsru. th to tell, be was not quite sure, now, 'which house, of all the houses In Olroyd $quare, Hannen bad pointed at. "Those windows," observed Hannen, impressively, "they stare like the eyes of a dead man -like the eyes of a sui- cide -eyes which haven't been closed eyes, glazed M death, but till full of horror -eyes whicit'are the anes of an evil soul: panes so blur- red and besmudged that no passer-by an see through theme Sims did not know whether to be xanressed or to .grin irrevently. . "Ah, you're laughing!" 'Hannen had eteeted the young man's confusion. 'Well, perhaps I was laying it on a it too thick.- But I tell yeti that ouse-, No, 7; Olroyd Square, has tan- alized me. It was I who discovered it, our or five years ago -I mean I dee- overed it as a newspaper 'story.' A rood 'story' it ,made, too. Bute' he ighed, "you can't have a story with- ut a plot. You can't have a mystery • about an explanation. • Why was No. Olroyd Square, standing empty? Why was it unkempt and deserted? Vlay were the windows staring like hat. with no blinds up or down, and veal cobwebs hangipg across the pans ike btmches of 'crepe? Here Was a roperty worth a rent of several hun- red a year -empty, but net t� let; in he most aristocratie part of Bel- ravia; dukes to right of it earls to eft; Mph people simply clamoring to e allowed to buy it, or lease it, at fry price the owner eared to mention. ut, Ma The house stands • empty. hat was the explanation? Hundreds f Pressmen were on, to the thing as oon as the 'Wire', began to put in par - graphs about it. Not one of ern found ut a single blooming faet; net one! o. 7 glared at 'em with its -uncertain - d windows and mosked 'ern. To this Lav no one knows. the secret." . "You •mean," Sims ventured, "that o one knows the secret .except the wner of the house himself. • You mid out the owner's name, of °arse?" "I did; and you'd be surprised what lot of trouble it took. •The owner's ante is Sir Felix Dalraven." • "Never heard of -him." "Nobody ever does hear of lame hat's the queer thing about the fellow. believe he lives in an old castle in rgYlishiza,. the family seat. He's the st of his ciao, though there's 5 ru- or that he has a nephew somewhere, ne'er-do-well, who vanished to the eloetiei .and 'never reappeared, Any. this, Sir Felix. keeps his town maze, No. 7, Olroyd Square, shut up, ear after year, with only a caretaker vbag in the basenaent-" - • "Oh, there's a caretaker, is there?" terjected Sims. • "You interviewed' e caretaker, I suppose?" "He was an oyster, that caretaker, e must have made a fcirtune in tips hile the Olroyd Square story was oming. Pressmen and amateur de- ctives came round and gave him alf-crowns, • and he pocketed every e, and neVet toed a thing. He uffed 'em with dark ,hinter, did the retaker-haunted house,skeleton family cupboard, aneient curse of e Dalravene-you know the style of uff. He has his tongue In his cheek I the . time. Ghosts and ancient rses won't do for the 'Wire,' you bet.' That • we want is facts, twentleth-cen- ry facts! And that's just what we uldn't get." Harlem laughed. "It adome wild, I can tell you.", The taxi had arrived at its .destinie on. The two Pressmen alighted, "But, mark, my .woids Sims," Han- e added; as they moved oft '"that tree is going to yield up its secret me day, and it'll be a queerer se- at than anyone expects ,or my name n't Hannen!' Which was true, though Hannen did. t realize how soon its truth was to demonstrated. • tor the final act in the drama of No. • Olroyd Square., was already com- encing that very afternoon. And it held a dreadful fate in store r both Hannen and Sims. •° CHAPTER r. Ah Appolintment at No. 7 I3arny Lazarus, the earetaker at No. 1, Olroyd Square, was, it seemed, less unsociable and encommunicatiVe than might have been suppoeed. For, on that sunny afternoon, he stood atthe top of the area -steps, leaning upon the Iron gate, and smaklug a short clay pipe -a vision shocking in so aristo- credo' a neighboritood. Behind and above atarny towered the dark and dismal mansion of which he was gtrardiau watchedog. It was solid- ly built, flat -chested, ' storm -breed, nommonplate enough in every res. respect.. but for its amazing squalor. as tiers of large windows were dirty and blank; one of thomethrough which a playful urthin had thrown a stone bad a gaping hole stuffed with news. Varier and rags. Its froet door, whin eas approached by a flight of steps that leapt across, bre:ale-like, the gal of the cavernous area, had once teen minted a disereet and Ha green mil- er, but was now a blaoklea-greY, Peol' Ing and raia-stained. And down In the 'said emu the intruding winds blew bits of paper, Wisps of straw, and other de. brie ,here and there in dreary eddies, Own 'AIM it might be deduced that Bathe was not a sticaler for. enteata Cliatoa News.Record •ances, or ptisseseled no ermine Barny, ae hale bcen Feld, Wes lean Ing over the saeagate, and be wee talking woes the barrier to a friend. "ItUM •thing that we ehould meet again like thee" said Barny. "When 1 seed you over 'rather Aide of the square I WS tO myself, 'Tlattre Joe Dean,' I *BYO. And when you cOme over to me, sure enough it wive you." The man addreseta as Joe Dean nod- ded, Ile was a young man, deeply bronzed, with a rather unkempt beard ad moustache. and exeeedingly clear blue eyes. His -cloaca wore ehabbY, his hat atrocities. A wretched tramp, yon wouia have said -until you met those eyes. nose eyes would have encountered yours unflinchingly. And then you. might have modified your first oploion. For tramps rarerly own eyes precisely resembling those of Joe Dean. "Yea," said ,Toe Dean; "I spotted you, too, Barny, The beet man in the world I expected to see down. West be Le'll'Iddele41 use to be such d}toft, ell?" Chuckled Barny. "Olroyd Square was- n't. quite me mark when Yoe and me was Pigging together M the fo'caatle • of the 'Penguin,"Ow long ago was that, Mater "A good five years, 1 should think." opined Joe Dean. • "Morten that, said Barny. "I got sick at the pea, I did; tio 1 came 'ome to settle on land. An' -he waved his pipe a trifle vaguely -1 dropped into this job of Wan,' care of this here '000e." • "Luelty beggar!" said Joe. "It's a soft job, it is, I give .you my word," agreed Barfly. "Nothing to do, • plenty o' grub, fair Pay an' a roof over your 'ead, A bit better than slaving Your soul out on a b,:astly tramp steamer like that there 'Penguin.'" "Plenty of grub, is there?" Joe's eyes had brightened. • "I dessay you could spare a bite, then. I'm fair starving." •' • "You don't sae!" cried Barny. But lee made no move to shift. "I only landed three days ago at London Docks, fresh from. 'Frisco, and all •my pay's spent It's ten years since I've been in Lenclon, aed I thought I'd have a bit of a look round before I shipped again. But money flies In London. I Invcat tad a let to eet since yesterday. Let me come In, will you, partly, and give me some- thing, for old thete's Sake?" jOG did not whine. But his face, plue.led and wan beneath its sunburn, t./Id its tale. Still Barny did not.n:al:e a move to open the gate. "Sorry." he said, "but I dursn't do it, Joe. Orders is orders. No eisitors here -at lcast"-he loWered las voice -"not in daylight. Someane might. see, and then Barfly I azarus would loge his berth, Lamy would; •ane • Barny ain't. takin' any, thanks.' Joe Dean. etified an oath. • But . Joe •was wrong, for the •next moment Barny had slid his hand into • his pocket, and produmd a wire Not a very munificent coin -to be exaet, It was "sixpence -but it was not, in ,Toe's.present state, a coin to be sneer - ea at. • •' . 'You take this, Joe," quoth Barmy, "and get yourself a• ba of grub some- where to go on with. Then"-Barny • lowered , his voice to a emzeidential whisper, though nobody: was within earsbot-"then ,You come bac 'ere at about eight o'clock toalght wben it's dark. I'll be waiting, and ell let you in. Well 'ave supper together, and you can stop the night. I waat to go out at nine, or so"---Barny et -bed one eye facetiously -"to see -my girl at: Brixton. and you can keep 'ouse for me .till I comes back. See? Now skip. I don't like to be seen talking to strangers like this!' Barny•winked again. • .Toe was not in the mob(' to •criti- cize. • He blurted oat a hurried thanks, then turned and set off at a ',tied pace to the nearest cheap eating-hbous.. He found one close to Piccadilly Circus, lied as he sat over a steaming plate of viands -for sixpence goes a long way when you know how to invest it - he mentally called down blessings on the head of his liebeale aequaintance. Berne wasn't suck h bad (hap, after all. He revised his opinion of him. The prospect of 'sleeping beneath a roof at Olroyd Square, iosteaelof un- der a railway areh, was very:pleasant. Joe, his meal 'concluded. eat back and contemplated that prospect .with a good •deal of satisfaction, not unzning led with curiosity. "No. 7, Olroyd Square," of alt places!" he reflected. "Queer, very c• ielirnisstilleerI'lrifeuerigerniwighleitt,ted had he been however, have b able to see Barny Lazarus at that moment. For • as soon as Joe had quitted the square, Barny had des- cended the area steps and re entered the basement of No. 7. And behold, Barny-who was Absolutely forbidden to receive visitors -had betrayed no 'astonishment on finding, in his kitchen snuggery, a certain friend of his -a gentleman .whose name did not trate silireti Tls 'person looked at Barfly, and. uttered one word: "Well?" Henry grinned. "I've got the very mat," he said. "Good!" said • the stranger mono- syllabically. . • CHAPTER II. • • Mysterious Crime Joe Dean returned to Olroyd Square, as had been' appointed, at eight o'clock, It was dark, the moon had not yet risen, but by the light of the street lamps Joe could see 'that Barny was awaiting hint at his pest behind the area gate. • • • The Instant that ,Toe sapped acress the square, Darny unlatched the gate, let him in, and, curiously stealthily, • led the way down intothe area, Nei- • ther Man uttered a werd of greeting. Barny threw open the baeernent door, and in it moment ace found him- self ushered into what had once been the mansion's kitehen! a comfartable if rather cellar -like apartment, which now served obviously for both parlor and bed-romn. A bright fire roared in the grate. and an oil -lamp stood on the table. "Both gas and electricity .cut off long ago," muttered Barny, turning She lamp down a trifle, for it had shown a tendency to smoke. "Ilas the house bceri Shut up lenge" asked Joe, dropping into a battered eaerindtptir. "Why doesn't it get let or "Now you're asking questions," chuokled Dame. "It's a bleoreing rays. tery, is this 'c. -e 'ouse. It's been in the papers, 11 'as, • The paPers ealled It 'The Delgraela Mystery,' they did. They said the 'ouse 'as been shut Ode tweely years, and that it's got a ghost." "Twenty years!" Joe seemed need - lassie Surprised. Barny turned sharply and looked at his guest, then returned to stirring 5 pot on the fire. "You ean take it from me that it's all rot," he maid, "Nine years at Meet this 'Ouse 'as been untenanted. And there Mel no ghost neither." He lift- ed the pot off the fire, and poured its et:mamas into, an ancleht souv-tureen, • ha etreteirea Up TO get a te beer from a row that Stood OP the • wan mateteranierr. • Joe watched him Interestedly. Ire Old mess -mate Barny bad let vitae,ree • Inueh, but he lied changed. He et 1. had a shifty look, still a mellow com- plexion, but lite meagreness was gone, He was ea:niter, perhape net witb.out cause, and his clothes were better, tlaough he still wore a scarf round 11. $ Melt instead of a collar. .And now, as he stretched upward ter the boatel of beer, Joe noticed an odd thing ato t this same neck of Bathe's. The eatil lay low upon It, and Juet above the edge of the scarf Joe cauglit sight of a 'strange mark on, or rather in, the Molt -the mark of some old scar cr wound. It was a peculiar ettape; it reminded Joe of a small monkey's face a puckered, grinning little visage • ofjeoveiLdid not remember to have seen thus mare ou aarny's neck in the old days. It was 5 weirdly repulsive mark. dut, no matter, Barny was a go,..d fel- low anyhow. BatalY Put down the bottle of beer, atenadett.he two ewe set to work on the • .Toe talked reminiscently of their voyages on that antique tub the "Pen - Olin.' but Barny did not seem inclined to chime in. On the ccntrary, he was rather taciturn. Nor world he be drawn on the subject of No, 7, 'Olroyd Square. Joe quite frankly, tried to 'pump' hira-and flailed. He soon ob. served that, 1! Barmy spoke at all, he, too, was attemptIng to pump -to pump Joe. • "Yee always was a rum ehap, Joe," Barny remarked once. "We used to call you The Toff on beard ship, I remember," . "Not much toff about me," replied Joe, munching steadily. "You Waszet one of us, anrow," sect Barny. "You Vas a swell, 1'11 ay, and was on'y pretending to be a saa-faring chap." Joe shook his hcad. "No pret.nce about it," he reiter- ated, Barfly was dub:ors. "You're a bit down on your luck now, any'ow," he guessed, "Web, I deseay I tan 'elp an oal pal. Let nie lend you a bit -eh? --till you get an- other job." Joe concealed his surprise. "I'm grateful-" he began. "Dana mention it. I know you'll Pay back. 'Ow much shall I lend you, e'..1? Would a fiver be ane gcod?" Would a fiver be any good"! Joe was astounded. A fiver meant a month's comfort, • at least; nay, a month's luxury. It would be strange if, at the end of a month, he "hadn't Lound. another &tile • Barny rose and, with perfect calm, unlooked a small cashbox, pre:clueing therefrom a five -pound note. He toss- ed it -across the table. Joe took it, and lovingly placed it in his pocket. His voice almost shook as he tried to thank his benefactor. . "Don't thank me," Barfly was gruff. ."Now, look here. Pm going out, as I told you. I'll be away an hour, may- be a couple, and I want yOu � stop 'ere till I come back -and all night, too. • Don't go away while I'm out." • "I won't," egreed Joe. : "Here's a tin of • tobacc0," Barny added, pushing it actess the table. "Make yourself comfy with this, and with the beer." . • Joe loeked at the tin. Barny smok- ing swell tobacco instead of plug! Berny lending five-pound.notes! Won- ders would never cease. "But," said Barny, "you mustn't go • into the upper parent the 'ouse." "I don't want to," said' joe. , "I dessay not. but Pro, telling you. It ain't allowed to go up them stairs from 'ere into the upper part of the" 'ouse.' • Joe turned and looked vaguely at the shallow flight of stairs thatled' up from the kitchen into, presumably, • the mansion's vestibule. • "There's nothingto see up abeve, anyhow," Barfly went on, persistently. "Nothing but cobwebs. And: the ,door 'at the top of them stairs is locked." So, reflected Joe Dean, I couldn't go into the upper part of tbe houee • even If I wanted to. Why, then, is Barny =klieg such a fuss about it? "The 'Ouse le absolutely empty," Barny proceeded. "No one there." He went up the stairs and rattled the • handle of the door at the top, "Lock- ynoyh • u this rV'eitertat00 Ala was bee, • wildered, but did not show It. • •• "Locked!" repeated Barmy; descend- ing again, and picking Up his 'hat, "The enise is said to be 'aunted." • Barny was becoming ridiculous, Joe thought,. but he said nothitig, and only, pe'ff'Tehdereet'shnisotPhliPne. g'to steal up there," said Barny, brushinghis hat with his coat -sleeve. "Nothing to steal." This waa rude: but Joe still held silence. ' • 'At least, there's nothing of any Val- ue." Barny had now. put on his hat, "I go through every room every day myself to make sure that no.burglars have got in." " • Therefore there. Is, after all, some- thing stealablel Joe stifled a grin at Elarny's palpable self -contradiction. - •Bantry moved towards the door. "I may be away some hours," be muttered._ • "Goin' to see my girl, at Brixton." He made a feeble attempt at roguishness. "Goodnight till I see yOu again." He was gone. at last. Joe heard his Steps ascending from the area, heard the gate clang behlnd hlmn, neard him retreating down the vista of the square. • Joe started to refill his pipe medi- tatively. "Now. wby did Barny lie to me Iike that?" he soliloquized aloud. But, after all, it didn't matter. Ile rose and made his way round the room, oral:airing Inquisitively its ap- pointments. Presently he came to a liven hanging bookcase. It was eramnied with diverse volumes, many of thou very tattered. Odd! One of the books was a copy of the 'Odes of -Horace in the original la.tin. What could Baby Lazarus, the self-educated Seansan, want with the Odes, of Hor- ece? Joe drew the beok from its niche, took it back to the armchair, and sat down. He opened the book and be- gan reading. So .Toe Dean voted read Latin? Ban ay, on his part, might also have been Justified in thinking this odd. . The clock on the mantel -piece ehimed ten . Joe was growing sleepy over the Odes of Horehe,, though this was realer the fault of the warm fire in the kitchen -range than that of the Odes themselves. Ile dropped the book, then stood up irresolute. He re - Meted. plaited up the book again, and Wearily put it batik In its shelf. Then he looked at the staircave which led into the upper part of the house. "Shall II" Ile smiled to. hini^lf. "Why not?" he said. But he hesitated. Aiul, as he bed- titted. ho suddenly stiffened to attem tame _ 1 exclaimed. "Ileai deed," TP Joe frowtieta Outitienie. "Sol" he • et, ough mime addreesiug :: aarniEl:etttoalca°r:thlicer.viuster)wtedithly Iwtsas.bevraearbe X walrus ractuetache, grizzled and ut rather militameleoking, was pale find litelees. It gazed up at Joe with un- seeing orbs. Ana on he ithlretrant be there was a Smear of blood. ceoglilated into a pool at one point, whicet no de (Millet indicted the locality of the wound. d "Murdered!" said Joe. "No doubt d of that Shot!" k The murdered man lay, unheeding, 0 iwmistagtehnee auwi efeuwl tine dr el f, f ander euce:, roe fe onnee Wh e i long- er Mr Its own paltry clay or for any mundane. He was. like a waxen. r- image, mocking in its impenetrability; r, be was like a sphinx, wlech. smiles at d. our punY efforts to rend its eternal riddle. g. His two arms were spread wide, and re hie slender hands were clenched. One ot them gripped tightly some mall ole ut Ject. Joe bent down and detached it t, from that mechanical grasp, It was a photegraph-a miniature ot 0- a 'beautiful wonaan, with stranee eyeis . _ low but noble brow, a woman ef per- - h iainapds mthaisrsteys yoefardsa or: abgael.r piled on a b- "Strange!' tread Joe. He was cura nil; °tat): m'e'Svtezd'a'negse !her lAenedkedpearthatphse plc. a vital clue. Who knows? It may meau nothing it may mean everything." O He slipped it into his pocket. d. And as he did so, asound--a sot.nd fell of menace -rose from outsele, a le Et Policeman's whistle, shrill, reverber- ating, it pierced the air lite a stab. a' Outside, ra the front of the hot s , is there were sounds of running foot - (1 steps. Then a clatter up to the front a door, whose handle was ratted; then g, the footsteps clattered again, ties time f down into the arca, to the kitehen dor, d. He strode to the door. la •"Hello!" he exe`aimed, as he turned e the handle, The door would not budge, in "An automatic lock," he commentc4 e coolly. "It must have loekee aiteelf on s the outside when 1 ens q it. he er 8 mind Make assurance doubly sure." 1- Above the lock, on the inner side, was g, a bolt. 'That'll de'ay 'em, I geese!" due sr at tuaolDH.:er,oeieswn. gn:aesbe belowio)ouidet_daythnbecaeliscip>oleurlalludke ei:1'1,gehearbiIv itInuweroiryi_eotir e tones. Then they be,e,,att to mount the - An onloole r. er would have said that his spirits d were rising as danger approached. • t "'rime to bunk!" remarked Joe. f Strange that lie should be so calm! 'a Already the police were outside, on the , very threshold. . , "There's a light in here," a voice , said. "Open the doer," said another. , And •then the handdle rattled. "Lock- e ed!" said one of the voices, "Shall we - break it down?" .Another voice, more d authoritative -perhaps that of a super- intendent -replied: •"Yes, . break it - dowu. Put your shoulders to it, bey's!" - • Yet Joe did not hurry, did not at- e' tempt to hide. He had returned now to the corpse, and was again gazing e down Into its placid fare. And as be d gazed, his eyes sharpened. Was there e not something strange about the ap- pearance of the murdered man's - mouth, beneath • its big, grey mous- 1 tache? .Toe looked closer. Yes, the rt lip7so‘ev„elkeneeldtdidYoewienn,elaiendd. very gently, . very reverently, forced the lips apart. Quickly he withdrew some tiny ob- ject from between them. Some object which' had hitherto been hidden by - the moustache, Like a flash the object - went into Joe's pocket. Then he rose. The police were thundering on the , door, but the bolt still held. Joe threw a careless ghtnce at the door. It was '-• shaking and cracking. There was not an instant to be lost. • He walked across the room to its Mat wee thietY A stealthe toe tail above! The empty house was, then, net empty 50 Leroy Lad tried to Ma out. Joe "rept swiftly to the top of t StairwaY and crouched there, listenin at the closed door. umeeetaltable. Yee; there WAS a feettfall, light b door. Joe loOked at the oracle beneath t There WEE It an the other at of that crack, No; it bad gone! Suet tor one in meet the light bad lingered, then fade and vanished. The emelt was dar of the door, carrying a lamp or midi once more. Someone bad passed, 00 the far eid Improbeble, at this early hoe • What was going on thie allege deserted house? HO burglars. ente roe racked his brains, as he crouche waiting, He Waited — waited tense-strun Tbe minutes passed, and nothing mo • haPPerted. Then- 1ligh up, in the echoing recesses Bang the mansion, there had been, a sho It rang out, muffiee but unmistakabl • And practically eimultaneously wit It, there was a cry -one awful cry. a shriek, almost -of terror, of agony - a wordless cry, indefinable, indescri able; a cry that went ringing tlaroug the chambers of that vast mansio and there sank into a silence even mor • horrid than the cry itself. .Toe Dean was no covvard, Te years of roughing it at sea hied bar ened his nerves, like bis rnuselee. The cry sank to nothingness, whi J00 Dean stood rigid. Then his ear were assailed by a fresh a very diffe et, sound, Footfalls again! But te time they were net hushed an stealthy. They were a cataract - rush of stumbling, madly scrambhu tootfalls, almost shaking the fabric o the manelon's pile above his hea Someone was rushing down the stai ease et the house -down the nail staircase which, presumably, led fro the hall to the upper storeys, Th • person, whoever he was -and he wee alone -was quite reckless; he wa dashing down the staircase torrentia ly, leaping from step to step; Wein without thought of cautien, from some thing or someone on an upper Heti With a last bound he evidently vane the mansion's hall. A second later Jo heard the front door state, Joe Dean's mind was madeem 4n a moment It was useless to pursue th fugitive. The question to be decide was; What was he flying from? Wha had happened in the upper layers o this strange No. 7. Olroyd Square • Joe ran -down the kitchen stairs again shatehed up the lamp from the tab'e returned to the* top of the 'stairs, and turning tb,e door -handle, gashed hard He nearlY fell sprawling, for tli door opened instantly. Despite Bar ny's assurances te the contrary, it ha not been locked- at all. • "Ilump.h!" reflected Joe. as he re gained his balance. "That's lie num bei' two, Mr. Barny Lazarus! • You'r a bit of a roznancer, it seems.' • But Berne' had net lied about th • state of the horse. As Joe, lamp hel high, surveyed the eembre vestibul In wilich he found alnure.f. he ceeld eardly repress a shudder at its dis gusting state of squalor, teats 'se cobwebs hung frozn the coenices ,unde the ceiling, from the electric ligh chandeliers from the empty hat -rack; and, the duet of years having sifted on to these cobwebs, they were inky black, thick like funereal drapery. The effect was nauseating;' the stomach turned at the eight; there was some thing obscene in those immense and sticky webs, laden with dirt, ragged yet festooned with e. sort of gr;sly art so that the }Muse seemed fantastical ly decorated with them, as,with scaled "pirate flags. " •' Joi bad no time to pause, however to speculate upon the filthy effect. This' was no Wire for asking questions. Quickly, eagerly, with firm tread, he explored each Teem he peeped liato- iutnn t eastwenl ft, se teggl al glimpsed In heli nougthtodgehstof bf the lamp. 'No; on secondthoughts, Why depend on this wretched, flaring oil -lamp? He tried an electramewitca; 10' the nliugmhtbefrla • . Banal he sthnerede:mmer muttered. "You said the eleetricitY was cut off." He pat down the lamp on the hall table, and now, as he. went frorn on) to room, he switched on the electricity , • M eacb; then, his inspection conclud- ed, switched it off again. And what rooms they 'were!i Here was the lib:. rary, walled with books, mildewed .on their shelves.; here was the dining- rootn, which looked out on to the dark- ness of the back garden; here Was the drawing -room,, crammed with costly furniture, all rotting and besmirched, and hung with priceless pictures, some of which were askew and damp, while Others had tumbled to the floor. Each apartment was more desolate than the last; each bad evidently not been en- tered for years. litatook a sharp peep Into each, switching the light on and then off again. Nothing! Nothing bet desolation, , Two minutes sufficed for the ground floor. Now for tee higher storeys. He ran up the magnificently broad stair- case, with its carved balustrade. Here was the first •floor -again room after room Of eniptiness! Until - On the landing, half way up to .the. next flight, Joe caught, tight of a, door, with a line of light beneath 1e Here, if anywhere, would the heart of the riddle be found. • Joe sprang lightly. up the few re- maining stairs,, paused for an instant to take breath and to brace himealf for be knew not what, and then pushed open the door, which swung back at a -touch. ' • He found himself in 5 rather mall, but brilliantly 'it room. The eleetric lights were blazing; every detail of the room was visible.- It Was some- what plainly -furnished, but cOmfort- ably, as a sort of parlor, It Was dirty, but less so than the other remits, and it was plainly utilized by some inhab:- tant at the present date. .It had a desk, a few hairs, and a large safe. Tbe door of the latter was swinging open, on t•nassive binges, and, oft shelves within, a quantity of papers were Alai- ble, piled neatly and, as far as coeld be judged, in perfect ordcr, and undis- turbed. 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