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BEGIN HERE TO -DAY. sought to soothe her, sustain her and
Robert Redmayne, roaming at bring her Mind to regard a future
large, is suspected of the murder of wherein peace, happiness aid content
Michael Pendean husband to Robert's might still be her portion. Another
niece, Jenny. Mark Brendan, criminal hour passed, the fireflies danced over
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s igatar, ha,3 charge of the ,ase, their hexads' ,sweet scents stare,. through
Jenny goes to live with her uncle, the garden.; lights twinkled from the
Bendigo Redmayne. Robert appears house; e the lake in the eileuce that
in the neighborhood and sends word to now felbetween them they heard; the
Bendigo
alone, to his hiding g gentle thudd of a steamers propeller.
r.place. Giuseppe Darla, who works
for Bendigo, takes his master to the Still Doris, did not return and as e
meeting place. When Doris, returns church clock struck the hour Jenny
to the nearby cave he finds that both rose.
risen have disappeared. She left him to seek Assunta a ..and.
Jenny marries Doria and they ggo he, hearing the steamer and guessing
to live in Italy, where Jenny's lin e) that Peter was at hand, hastened to
Albert Redmayne, lives. Peter Ganns, the house. Silence seemed to fill it,
famous American detective, assists and, as he lifted his voice and called
Brendan in the investigations. Robert • o Albert Redmayne, meetsdBrendan ands shoots at him. Y , the noise on the
Ganns suspects Doria and his wife of
treachery.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. was empty and he hastened out upon
"I cannot stop here," he said when the verandah above the lake. But still
she had gone. "This is no life for a the book lover did not appear. A long,.
man. Jenny w1 1 probably* remain with black vessel -withall lights out had
her uncle. She is fed up, as you say, anchored a hundred yards from the
with nie, I am very unfortunate,
Marco, for I have not in the least de-
served to lose her affection."
He departed and Brendan joined
Albert Redmayne, to find the old man
had grown uneasy and fearful.
"I am not happy, Brendon," he said.
"There is cominginto my mind a cloud
—a premonition that very dreadful
disasters are going to happen to those,
I love. When does Ganns return?"
"Soon after dark, Mr. IRedmayne.
Perhaps about nine o'clock we may
expect him. Be patient a little longer."
"It has not happened to me to feel
as I da to -day," answered the book
lover. "A sense of ill darkens my mind
— –�u p pian–of ttaaiai�',- id4enny
shares it. Something is amiss. She
has a presentiment that it is so."
Jenny presently joined them and all
entered the dining rom together, where
tea was served.
They sat long and the shadows were
lengthening before the old man return-
ed to his apartment. Then Giuseppe
lit one of his Tuscan cigars, took .his
hat and left the house:
"At last!" whispered Jenny, her
face lighting in relief. "He will be
gone for a good two hours now and
we can talk."
"Not here, then," Mark answered.
"Let us go into the garden. Then I no details, however, and: Jenny fur -
can see when the man comes back" nished them. 'While she and Mark
Presentlyr.�,.Ernesto came and turnedsat in the ,garden, guarding the front
an an electric bulb that hung over the' door and front gate, behind them to
serelled iron work of the outer gate. J( the houses there had comeaa ••neeeage
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Then they, were alone again, and the. by boat for Mr. Redmayne.
woman threw .off all shadow of re -1 Assunta told themhow an Italian
serve and restraint. I had reached the steps in. 'a skiff from
"Thank God you can listen at last," Be'ilagiot;, how. he had called her and
she said, then poured out a -flood of broken the evil news that Signor Poggi
entreatiee. Hewes swept from every was fallen dangerously ill; and how
mental heel, drowned in the. torrent he iert:entreatiea to his friends to see
o her petitions, baffled and la'swvilder=him w'ithotrt delay.
ed at one moment, filled with joy in' •Assueta declared that her master
the next. l had been gone for an - hour, if not'
For an hour she spoke and detailed longer. all she had been called upon to endure.l -The group formed. under Peter's'
Brendon listened with a rapture command and he .issued his directions
that was ainost incredulous; .for she swiftly. He cast one look` at Mark
loved him at last and desired: nothing which the detective never .forget; but
better than to come to hi and forgetnonesaw it save
Brendon han
seTi.
the double tragedy that had reined her Thenhe spoke.
young life. I' "Row this beatback to'the steamer,
She was in his arils now and he Brendan," he said, "and tell them to
ltake you -across to Poggi as quick as
may be. If Bedrnayne is there, leave
him there' and return. But here not
there: he's at the -bottom of the lake.
Go l"
1 Then Peter turned to the rest and
bade them all, with. Jenny, . acompany
him to the dwelling room. Supper had
beenlaid here but the apartment was
empty. ,
"What . has :.happeneaW' explained
Peter, is this: Doric has used the only
certain means of getting Albert Red-
mayne out of this house, and his wife
has, doubtless aided him to the best of
her •power by arresting theattention
of inycolleague whom I left in charge.
How she did it I can easily guess."
Jenny's horrified eyea flamed at him
all (1 her face grew rosy.
"How little you know!" rho cried.
"This is cruel, infamous! Have I not
suffered enough?"
"If I am wrong,. I':1 be, the first �� e'
own it, ma'am,' he .answered. "8nt
I am not wrong. What lies happened
means that your husband will be back.
to supper. That's but ten minutes
wait. Asaunta,-return toile kitchen,
Ernesto, hide in the garden and lock
the iron gate as soon as Doria has
passed through it."
Silence fell and in five minutes come
the ohinik of the irongate and the
17---'26. footfall tll of ga man without. Doria: was
water ceased. No answer reached
Mark, and from the library he pro-
ceeded to the adjoining bedroom. It
Villa Pianezzo, and now a boat put off
from the craft of the lake police and
paddled to the steps below Brendon:;
Peter, With four men, quickly land-
ed and Brendon spoke. He could give
The bullet meant for, Michael Pen
dean struck down his wife,
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in'eang his canzonet. IIs came etraigh
into the froom, stared about hits at th
Assembled men, then fixed his eye
pilon his wife.
"What is this?" he cried in anxaze
anent
"Game's up and you've lost," an-
swered Gonne. "You're a greet crook
And your own vanity is all that's Irgg
pool" He turned quiek.y to the able
of police, Who showed •a warrant` an
Spoke English.,
"Michael Pendean," lie said, "you
are arrested for the murder of Robert
Redmayne and Bendigo ltednmyne."
"And add `Albert R,edntayr e,"
growled Ganns. He leaped aside with
amazia agility as he spoke, for the
culprit had seized the weapon nearest
his hand and hurled #i heavy salt-
cellar from the table at Peter's 'head..
The mass of glass crashed into an old.
Italian mirror behind Ganns and at
the moment when all eyes instinctively
followed the sound; Jenny's husband
dashed for the door. Like lightning
he turned and was over the theshold
before a hand could be lifted,to stop
him; but one in the roam had watched
and now he raised his revolver. This
young officer—destined far future
fame—had never taken his ayes off
Doria and now he fired, He -was quick
but another had been quicker, had seen
his purpose and anticipated his action.
The bullet meant for Michael Pendean
struck down his wife, for Jenny had
leaped into the doorway and stopped it.
She fell' without a sound, whereupon
the
fugitive turned in's�tantly, • aban-
doned his flight, ran to her, knelt and.
lifted her to his breast.
He was harmless now, but he em-
braced ed adead woman and the. blood
from her mouth, as he kissed her,
.,covered his lips, Ile made no further
fight and, knowing that she was dead,
carried her to a couch,, laid her gently
down, then turned and stretched his
arms for the handcuffs.
A moment Fater Mark Brendon
entered from the house.
"Poggi sent no message and Albert
Redmayne has not .been •seen at Bel-
lagio," he said.
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CHAPTER XVII.
THE ASETHODS OP PETER.GANNS.
Two men traveled together in the
train de luxe from Milan to Calais.
Ganns wore a black band upon the
sleeve of his left arm; his companion
carried the marks of mourning in his
face. It seemed that Brendon had in-
creased in age, his countenance looked
!laggard; hisveryvoice was older.
Peter tried to distract the younger
man, who apPeared to listen, though
his mind was far away and his
thoughts lirooding upon a grave.
After a pause and a long silence,
while the train sped through the dark-
ness
arkness of the Simplon tunnel, Peter re-
traced the steps iiy which he had been
enabled to solve the riddle of the Red-
maynes.
"I went first ""to. Penzance and de-
voted several days to learning all pos-
sible particulars of the Pendean fam-
ily. On examining Michael Pendean's
ancestry, as a preliminary to ftndiilg
out everything remembered of . Pen -
dean himself, I at once made a highly
important discovery. Joseph Pendean,.
Michael's father, was often in Italy on
his pilchard business for the firm; and
he married an Italian woman. She
Iived with her husband at Penzance
and bore him one son, and a daughter
who died in infancy. The lady seems
to have given cause for a certain am-
ount of spend's', for her Latin tem-
perament andtiively ways did tot com-
mend themselves to the rather austere
and religious circle in which her hus-
band and his relations moved, Michael
was devoted to his mother and accor
pained her frequently ;to; Italy, Dn.
one of these occasions, when a boy of
seventeen or eighteen, he met with • an
accident to his head; but I could glean
no particulars of its -nature.
"When at last Mrs. Pendean died in
Italy, her. husband attended the fun-
eral 'at Naples and returned to Eng-
land immediately afterward with his
son. The boy was subseiluently;:ap
preOticed to a dentist, having express-
ed a wish 'to fellow that profession.
' (To be continued.)
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Music in the Movies.
In the larger moving pietureatheatres
to -day a surprising amount d
tinis•ic and, even the best mvsie etgoois
played.
For some years many :conductors of
movie orchestras have followed* the
plan of borrowing good tunes froni all
manner of sources, including they very
highest, and weaving them into a tonal
web, with harmonization more'or less
closely with the emot'onal :aspect . of
the_ pictures chasing .one another
across the s•or'een. Over eand^ over
again, audiences have beau surprised
and delighted with the cleverness: with
which this is done, -and with the excel-
lent make-up of the orchestras, some
of which include first-rate artists who',
have left the -symphony orchestras -be-
cause the movies, beingprosperous,'
can pay more.
Thus at the movie shows thousands
of people who previously had Oaten
nothing but bad eggs, musically speak-
ing, .are gradually brought face to face
with the fact that good 'musical eggs
are . better—lots better—tliad the, rot-
ten ones -they thought they liked best.
The reason why many 1leonIe to. -day
prefers "bad" music to good i . sdiui ly .
because they haveno, opportunityto
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them: bt is all a matter of environ-'
meet. Give to the masses, the best
there is inusic and there will be no
room for the bad. '
Tommy's Troubles.
On bis way home from school, Tinn-
ily loolt:ed• sad and worriecl.
"Dear nia!" exclainred's, t4ymparthtic
oId lady, „whatever iso i:i•oi'tbling :you,
my little' man?"
"Dylspepsia and rheumat.iern , re-
plied Tommy,
"Ola, surely not, sa1.:1 the 'old lady;
"how con that be?"
"Teacher caned me 'cause l couldn't
{Seel' them," anewerel Tonitny dismal-
ly. --
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