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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. The room, in fact, was ordi-
nary enough, but for one signfilcant
and immediately notable detall,• '
On the floor lay a human figure.
It was the figure of a man, In 00'611 -
'ft -dress, and it lay Mee downwards.
Beside it, on the carpet, was a red arid
Sinister stain -a stain of blood.
CHAPTER Ile.
Whit the Police Missed
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seemed to be memorizing the appear-
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for future refereete.
"Can't be too etteefel," he murmur-
ed; and he terned, went to the doOr,
and cleated
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