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Home My WebLink AboutThe Seaforth News, 1939-12-14, Page 6PAGE SIX THE SEAFORTH NEWS THURSDAY, DECEMBER 14, 1939 • Ae.a.,"ecl.itt 4, e& fefa.. ilia£ ,. � � �; T� �• �.��n nF*:. �' a iYN �7�E �7.�iY.�,"a:,,:o.l.a � #�� ti Vii'". raikx `.%1VIR{"--lx` +gym :!? .' c",`. That's what I mean," said Miss I daresay you're still crying for the Greeby. vigorously. "It's a rotten moon. Eh?" she looked at him sharp- world. this. unless one can get away ly. roto the wilds." "Why don't you go there?" "You asked me that before 'tvhen you carne here," said Lambert, slow- -Well." Miss Greeby leaned for- 17. "And I refused to answer. 1 can ward with her elbows on her knees, answer now. The moon is quite be - and dandled the bludgeon with both yond my reach, so 1 have dried niy hands. "I thought I'd like a change tears," frcm the rough and ready. This ease Miss Greeby, who was lighting a of Pine's rather puzzled me, and so cigarette, threw away the match and Pen on the trail as a detective." stared hard at his haggard face, Lambert was rather startled, "Well, I didn't expect to bear that, "That's ecuiderably out of your line, now we know how the moon—". e:lara," "Call things by their right name," Miss Greeby nodded. "Exactly, and interrupted Lambert, sharply. "Agnes so I'm indulging in the novelty. One is now a widow, if that's what you meet do something to entertain one's mean." self, you know, Lambert. It struck "It is, if you call Agnes a thing. me that the gypsies know a lot more Of course; you'll marry her since the about the matter than they chose to barrier has been removed?" say, so I came down yesterday, and "Meaning Pine? No! I'm not cert- el.% up at the Garvington Arms In the ain on that point. She is a rich wicl- 'tllage. Here I'm going to stay until ow and I'm a poor artist. In honor I ran get at the root of the matter." bound I can't allow ber to lose her "What root,?" money by becoming my wife," "I wish to Iearn who murdered Miss Greeby stared at the fire, "I heard about that beastly will," she said, frowning. "Horribly unfair, I call it. Still, I believed that you loved the moon -well, then, Agnes, since you wish us to be plain—and would carry her off if you had the pluck." "I have never been accused of not having pluck, Clara. But there's an- other thing to be considered, and that's honor," "Oh, bosh!" cried Miss Greeby, with boyish vigor. "You love her and she loves you, so why not marry" "I'm not worth paying two million for, Clara," "You are, if she loves you," "She does and 'would marry me to- morrow if I would let her. The hesi- tation is on my part." "More fool you. If I were in ber position I'd soon overcome your scruples." "I think not," said Lambert deli- cately. Lambert did not immediately rep- "Oh, I think so," she retorted. "A ly. The news rather amazed him, as woman always gets her own way." it had always been Miss Greeby's 1 "And sometimes wrecks continents boast that she could manage her own to get it." tesiness. It was queer that she "1'd wreck this one, anyhow," said s:aould have changed her mind in this Miss Greeby dryly. "However, we're respect, although she was woman pals, and if there anything I can encugh to exercise that very femin- do--" ine prerogative. But the immediate "Yes, there is." said Lambert ab- irend of Lambert's thoughts were in ruptly, and making up his mind to the direction of seeking aid from his trust her, since she showed plainly e./tor, He could not aet himself be- that there was no chance of love on ,i -ease he was sick, and he knew that her part destroying friendship. "I'm _ was a capable person in dealing sick here and can't move. Let ore en- s:iih difficulties. Also, simply for the gage you to act on my behalf." see something to do she had be- "As what, if you don't mind my rr:e aa amateur detective and eves asking. Lambert?" naming for the trail of Pine's asses "As what you are for the moment. .-. it seamed to Lambert that ita detective." tzl n{,t be a bad idea to tell her , "Ho!" said Mies Greeby in a get - of his troubles. She wouldaa he tura] manner. "What's that?" saesa be hnly too willing to assist.' "1 want you to learn on my behalf, exo in that readiness lay his hesita-. and as my deputy, who murdered ties. He did not wish, if possible, to Pine." lie under any obligation to Miss "So that you can marry Agnes?" Greeby lest she should demand in "No. The will has stopped my payment that he should become her chances in that direction. Her two husband. And yet he believed that by million forms quite an insurmotrt- this time she had overcome her de- able barrier between 115 now, as the sires in this direction. To make sure, feet of her being Pine's wife did for- te ventured on a few cautious clues- merly. Now you understand the situ - tions. ation, and that I am prevented by "We're friends, aren't we, Clara?" honor from making her my wife, be asked, after a long pause. don't let us talk any more on that "Sure," said Miss Greeby, nodding especial subject," beartily. "Does it need putting into "Right you are," assented Miss words?" Greeby affably. "Only 1'11 say this, "I suppose not, but what I mean is that you are too scrupulous, and if 1 that we are pals." He used the word can help you to marry Agnes 1 shall which he knew most appealed to her do so," lane. poor devil." Ale." Lambert smiled. "You wish ' i gain the reward," "Not me. I've got more money than 1 know what to do with, as it is. Sfl- v'r is more anxious to get the eash "flan I am." 'Silver: Have you seen him late- ly. 'A couple of days ago," Miss Gree - by informed him easily. "He's my eeerettary new, Lambert. Yes! The neer beast was chucked out of his :ornfhrtable billet by the death of Pane. and hearing that I wanted some me to write my letters and run my errands. and act like a tame rat gen- erally. he applied to me. Since I knew hint pretty well through Pine, 1 :sok him on. He's a cunning little itia t'ut all right when he's kept in order. And I find him pretty useful, a though I've only had him as a see- retary for a fortnight." masculine affectations. "Sure," said Miss Greeby again, and once more heartily. "Real, hon- est pale. I never believed in that stuff about the impossibility of a man and woman being pals unless there's love rubbish aliout the business. At one time. Lambert, 1 don't deny but what 1 had a feeling of that sort for you." "And now?" questioned the young ir.an with an 1015557 smile: "Now it's gone, or rather my love has eeeome affection, and that's quite f, 'tlfferent thing. old fellow. 1 want to see you happy, and you aren't, now. "Why?" demanded Lambert •blunt ly. "Because I'm your pal and wish to see you happy. You won't be happy, like the Pears soap advertisement, until you get it. Agnes is the 'it'." "Well then, leave the matter alone, Clara," said Lambert, taking the pri- vilege of an invalid and becoming peevish, "As things stand, I can see no chance of marrying Agnes without: violating my idea of honor," "Then whydo you wish me to help you?." demanded Miss Greeby sharp- ly, "How do S wish you to help me, yon mean," "Not at all, I know what you wish me to tto; act as detective; I know about it, my dear boy." "Yon don't," retorted Lambert, ag- ain fractious. "But if you listen I'l tell you exactly what I mean," Miss Greeby made herself comfort- able with a fresh Cigarette, and nod- ded in an easy manner, "I'm all at- tention; old boy. Fire away!" "You must regard my confidence as sacred," "There's my hand on it, But 1 should like to know why you desire to learn who murdered Pine." "Because if you don't track down. the assassin, Agnes will get into trouble." "Ho!" ejaculated Miss Greeby, gut- tural again. "Go on." Lambert wasted no further time in preliminary explanations, but pluug- ed into the middle of things: In a quarter of an hour his auditor was acquainted with the facts of a highly unpleasant ease, but exhibited no surprise when she heard what her secretary had to do withthe matter. In fact, she rather appeared to ad- mire his acuteness in turning such shady knowledge to his own advant- age. At the same time, she consid- ered that Agnes had behaved in a de- cidedly weak manner. "If I'd been in her shoes I'd have fire the beast otit in double-quick time," said Miss Greeby grimly: "And I'd have belted him over the head in addition." "Then he would have gone straight to the pollee." . . "Oh, no he wouldn't, One thousand reward against twenty-five thousand blackmail isn't good enough." "He won't get his blackmail," said Lambert, tightening his lips. "You bet he won't now that I've come into the matter. But there's no denying he's got the whiphand SO far." "Agnes never wrote the letter," said Lambert quickly. "Oh, that goes without the saying, niy dear fellow. Agnes knew that if she became a rich widow, your un- easy sense of honor would never let you marry her. She had no reason to get rid of Pine on that score." "Or on any score, you may add." Miss Greeby nodded, "Certainly! You and Agnes should have got mar- ried and let Garvington get out of his troubles as hest he could, That's what I should have done, as I'm not an aristocrat, and can't see the use o(becoming the sacrifice for a mus- ty, fusty old family. However, Agnes made her bargain and kept to it,' She's all right, although other people may be not of that opinion," "There's isn't a man or woman who dare say a word against Agnes." "A good many will say lots of words, should what you have told me get into print," rejoined Miss Greeby dryly,. "I agree with you. Therefore do I ask for your assistance. What is best to be done, Clara?" "We must get the letter from Sil- ver and learn who forged it. Once that is made plain, the truth will come to Light, since the individual who forged and sent that letter must have fired the second shot" "Quite so. But Silver won't give up the letter." "Oh, yes, he will. He's my secret- ary, and I'll make him." "Even as your secretary he won't," said Lambert, dubiously. -We'il see about that, old boy. I'll heckle and harry and worry Silver on to the gallows if he doesn't do what he's told.' "The gallows, You don't think—" "Oh. T think nothing. It was to Sil- vers interest that Pine should live, so I don't fancy he set the trap. It was to Chaldea's interest that Pine shoulee not live, since she laves you, and I don't think she is to blame. Garvington couldn't have done it, as he has lost a good friend in Pine, and —and—go on Lambert, euggest some one else." "1 can't, And two out of three you mention were inside The Manor when the second sbot was fired, so can prove an alibi. "I'm not bothering about who fired, the seamed shot," said Miss Greeby leisurely, "but as to who wrote that letter, Once we find the forger, we'll. soon discover the assassin." "True; but how are you going about it?" "1 shall see Silver and force hint to give nee the letter." "Tf you can:" "01r, 1'11 manage somehow. The lit- tle beast's a coward, and 111 bully. him into compliance." Miss Greeby spoke very confidently, "Then we'll see the kind of paper the letter is written on, and there may he an en- velope. which would show where it was posted. Of course, the forger must be well acquainted with Agnes' handwriting." "That's obvious," said Lambert: promptly. "Well, I..suppose that your way of starting the matter is the best; But we have only four days be- ery of Pine's death was solved. But fore Silver makes his move." "When I get the letter he won't make any move," retorted; Miss Gree - by, and she looked very determined. "Let us hope so. But, Clara, before' You return to town I wish you would see Mother Cockleshell." "That old gypsy fortune-teller, who looks like an almshouse widow? Why?" "She hates Chaltiea, and I suspect that Chaldea has something to do with the natter of this conspiracy, "Hal" Miss Greeby rubbed her aquiline nose. "A conspiracy. Perhaps you may be right. But its reason" Lambert colored. "Chaldea wants me to marry her, you know," "The minx! I know she does, l warned you against having her to alt for you, Lambert. But there's no sense in your suggestion, nay bay. It wasn't any catch for her to get Pine killed and lea'te bis wife free to mar 1'y yen," "No, And yet—and yet—hang it," the young man clutched his hair in desperation and glared at the fire, "I can't see any motive." "Nor can I. Unless it is to be found in the City," "Gypsies are more lawless than City men," observed tate other quick- ly, "and Hearns would have enemies rather than 'Pine," "I don't agree with you," said Miss Greeby, rising and getting ready to go away. "Hearne was nobody: Pine was a millionaire. Successful men have enemies all over the shop." "At the inquest it was said that Pine had no enemies." "011, rubbish, A strong man like that couldn't make such a fortune without exciting envy. I'll bet that his assassin is to be found in a frock coat and a silk hat. However, I'll look up Mother Cockleshell, as it is just as well to know what she she thinks of this pretty gypsy wench of yours." "Not of mine, I don't care for her in the least." ".. "As if that mattered. There is al- ways one who loves and one who is loved, as Heine says, and that is the cause of all life's tragedies. Of this tragedy maybe, although I think some envious stockbroker may have shot Pine as a to successful financial rival, However, we shall see about it, "And see about another thing, Clara," said Lambert quickly. "Call on Agnes and tell her 'that she need not worry over Silver. She expects the Deluge in a few days, remember'," "Waite and tell her that I have the case in hand and that she needn't trouble about Silver. I'll straighten him out." "I feat' you are too hopeful" "I don't fear anything of the sort, l'll break his neck if he doesn't obey me. I wouldn't hesitate to do it, either." Lambert ran his eyes over her mas- culine personality and laughed, "I quite believe that, Clara, But, I say, won't you have some tea before you go?" "No, thanks. I don't eat between meals." "Afternoon tea is a meal." "Nonsense. It's a weakness. I'm not Garvington. By the way, where is he?" "In Paris, but he returns in a few days." "Then don't let him meddle with this matter, or he'll put things wrong." "I shall allow no one but yourself to meddle, Clara. Garvington shan't know a single thing." Miss Greeby nodded. "Right. All we wish kept quiet would he in the papers if Garvington gets hold of our secrets, He's a loose -tongued little glutton. Well, good-bye, old chap, and do look after yourself, Good people are scarce." Lambert gripped her large hand. "I'm awfully obliged to you, Clara„” "Wait until 1 do something before you say that, old son," she laughed and strode towards the door. "I'm all right. You'll see me on my legs in a few days." "Then we can work together at the ease, Keep your flag flying, old chap, for I'm at the helm to steer the bark." And with this nautical fare- well she went off with a manly stride, whistling a gay tune, Left alone, the invalid looked into the fire, and wondered if he had been right to trust her. After some thought, he concluded that it was the hest thing he could have done, since, in his present helpless state, he need- ed some one to act as his deputy. And there was no doubt that leliss" Greeby had entirely overcome the passion she had once entertained for "T Hope Agnes will think so also," thought Lambert, when he began a letter to the 1ady. "She was always rather doubtful of Clara." CHAPTER XI'V As Miss Greeby" had - informed Lambert, she intended to remain ''at the Garvington Arms until the myst-. her interview with him necessitated a rearrangement of. ,dans, since the incriminating letter appeared to be .such an important piece of evidence, To obtain it, Miss Greeby had decid- ed to retiu'n to London forthwith, in order, to compel its surrender. Silver, would undoubtedly show fight, but his mistress was grimly satisfied that she would be able to manage him,' and quite counted upon gaining her end by bullying him into°'compli- ance, When in possession of the let- ter she decided to submit it to .Agnes and hear what that lady had to say about it as a dexterous piece of forg- ery. Then, on what, was said would depend her next move int the compli- cated game. Meanwhile, since she was on the spot and desired` to gath- er all possible evidence connected with Chaldea's apparent knowledge of the. crime, Miss Greeby went straight from Lambert's cottage to the gypsy camp. Here she found the community of vagrants in the throes of an election, or rather their excitement was con- nected with the deposition of Gentilla Stanley dram the Bohemian throne, and the elevation of Chaldea. Miss Greeby mixed with the throng, dis- pensed a few judicious shillings aucl speedily 'became aware' of what was going on. It appeared that Chaldea, being pretty and unscrupulous, and having gaited, by cunning, a wonder- ful influence amongst the younger members of the tribe, was insisting that she should be elected its heats, The older men and women, believing wisely that it was better to have an experienced ruler than a pretty figurehead, stood by Mother Cockle- shell, therefore the camp was divided into two parties. Tongues were used freely, and occasionally fists came into play, while the gypsies gathered round the tent of the old woman and listened to the duet between her and the younger aspirant to this throne. of Brentford ..!Piss Greeby with cross- ed 'leg's and leaning on her •blmgeon, listened to the voluble ;speech of Mother Cockleshell, which was oc- casionally interrupted by Ghaddea. The oration was 'delivered in Romany and ,Miss Greeby only understood such scraps of it as ,was hastily trans- lated to her by a 'wild-eyed girl to whom she had given a shilling. Gent- ilia, less like a sober pew -opener, and more resembling the Hecate of some witch -gathering, ,:creamed ob'jurga- tions at fibs pitch of her :cracked .voice, and 'waved her skinny .arms to empha- size her words, in a moot dramatic facliion. "O'h ye Roman.," she screeched vehemently, "are ye not fools to the gulled by a ,balbe with her mother's milk—and curses that it fed her— scarcely dry on her living lips? Who am I who speak, asses of the com- mon• Gen'tilla Stanley, whose father twos Pharaoh before her, and who can call up the ghosts of flead Egyptian kings, ,with a tent for a .palace, and a cudgel 'for a sceptre, and the wisdom of our people at the service of all." "Things have changed," cried out Chaldea evith a mocking laugh. "For old •wisdom is deal leaves, and I am the 'tree which puts 'forte' the green of new /truths to make the Gorgios take cif their hats to the Romans." "Oh, spawn of the old devil, Abu ,you lie. 'Cnuth is truth and changes not. Can you read the hand? can you cheat the Gentile? do you know the law of the Poknees, and can you diddle them as has 'honey Says you, 'I -can!' And in that you 'lie, like your mother ihe- tore you. Bless your wisdom"—Mohh- Coc+kle,hrll made an ironical cuctesy. "Age nnrot bots- before a hraa." 'Beauty draws money to the Rom- ans, and ittiheedle_s the Gorgios to part with red sold. Wrinkles yen have, nrnther, and weak wits tri ._ -W'eai< wits, you drab? Mt weakest wits are your' strongest. W'rinkles,' says you in your cunning %lay, and. ilamtts your brazen smoothness. I spit on you for a fool." The old woman soled her action to the word. "Every wrinkle nark of 'lessons learned, and them is wisdom ,wihich the Romans taike from my mouth." .."Hear the .witchly hang,", cried C'ha]- 'dea in her turn. "She and her musty 'wisdom that p uts the Romans under the feet of the Gentiles, Are not three of our Ibrothers in choky? have 'we not been ,turned Off .conrmton and aunt of field? 'isn't _the 'fire low and the pot empty, and every purse without gold? Bart buck she has 'brought us," snarled she girl, ,p;ointing an accusing !finger. "Aral 'bad 4arc'k we Romans tivIl1 have 4/11 site is turned from the,,camp." (Continued) "My dear, Look here," said bit', Simkins, as he stood on deck with his wife and pointed to a tug. drawing several barges, "Such is life, The tug is like the man, working and'toil- ing,' while the barges, ;litre 'women, are-" "1. know," interrupted Mrs. Sim- kins, acidly, "The tug aloes all the blowing, while the barges bear all the burden, PROFESSIONAL CARDS MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC Dr. E. A, McMaster, M,B,, Graduate of University of Toronto. '3. D.-Colquhoun, M.D,, C.M., Grad- uate of Dalhousie University, Halifax. The Clinic is fully equipped with complete and modern x-ray and other up-to-date diagnostic and thereuptie equipment. Dr. 'Margaret R. 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