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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1933-06-01, Page 6
i* =nlll THURSDAY, JUNE 1st, 11)33 THE EXETER T1MES-ADV0CATJE TINY 0 BY SAPPER SYNOPSIS Tiny Carteret was a free easy going young man extremely popular with both men and women and and with his income of five thous and a year enabled him to live in an up-todate apartment in the city of London. He received a letter one morning from a friend, Ron ald Standish, which bore a post mark Grand Hotel, at Territet, on the Lake of Geneva. Standish appealed to him to meet him at once as he needed someone who had steady nerve, could use a re volver and could use their fists if necessary. Gillson from the Home Office calls Tiny and he goes there before leaving. Here he is instructed by Gillson to appear at a certain restaurant in Paris and after receiving instructions there to proceed to Switzerland, Just as Tiny was about to leave word came that Jebson, a mem ber of the force had been mur dered, he being the fourth officer to be done away with in the same manner. Dexter came in and des cribed the facts. Tiny finds- that his friend Lady Mary is connected with the case. llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll box: that lie was a very light sleep er, and that no one could possibly have got to the horse without wak ing him. And so after a while though a lot of people maintained that the horse had been tampered with, the accepted verdict was that it had died of some inexplicable di sease of the heart which had attack ed it suddenly.” “Hold hard a minute, Colonel Does this poison leave no trace?” “No chemical trace. But it affects the muscles of the heart, tautening them up and in non-medical lang uage bringing an acute cramp. Hence the agony which the victims suffer just before death.’ “It sounds awfully jolly,” mured Tiny. “Do you mind have another spot of brandy? the point I can’t get at is this, the boy ivas speaking the truth: the 4001’ of .the loose box was shut, how was poison administered?” “Don’t ask. me, Carteret: frankly I don’t know. The window was open: the top half of the door consisted of bars as usual. If a poisoned dart was used on that occasion we should never have found it in the straw even if anyone had thought of look ing for it. But—let’s get on, is really immaterial whether poor brute was killed that way not: there are other far more impor tant things at stake. And perhapy the most important is the fact that from about that time we began to notice a subtle tivities of the which brought more directly then the matter had been essentially a police affair: now they began t.o interest themselves in political af fairs. True only if big money was likely to be available: but it was a ! mur- if I But If if ■CHAPTER II It the or use you “Interrupting you for a moment, Colonel,” said Tiny, "Gid they this poison on any of the cases have mentioned?” “No. That little joy is of com parative recent date. And you will be amazed when I tell you what we are now convinced was the first oc casion it was used—at any rate in this country, sudden death before the Cambridgeshire two years ago when the horse was at evens?” “Do I not?” said Tiny grimly. “I stood to win a monkey over tli$ double with Galloping Lad.” “Precisely, good many other who had backed the Cesarewitch. theus had won, have had the skinning of their lives.' “But, Colonel, you surely don’t imply that you? The dead in his difference in the ac- gang—a difference Standish and me in than before. ' Until Do you remember the of Prometheus just llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllli left; it was Lady Mary.” “But, Great Scott! Colonel—.what the devil can it mean? is lie trying to blackmail her? If so, what for? I mean—she’s a cheery soul: does damned fool things at times. But— blackmail Mary. I can't believe it.” “Is it any harder to believe than the mere fact that she was there?” “Do you think she has written some letter or something like- that? And he's got hold of them? Because if so I’ll go and break every bone in the swine’s body.” The older man smiled faintly. “A very natural instinct, Carteret —but one which I fear you will have to repress. I gather you know Lady Mary pretty well, dont you?” “I do,” said Tiny and then hesi tated. “Look here, Colonel,” he burst, out, “you’ve been pretty frank with me: I’ll return the compliment. I didn’t say anything in your office but aftei’ all there is no good having half confidences. Of course—there may be nothing to it. I was danc ing with her last night, and she was frightfully glum all through the ev ening. Not a bit her usual sell—- in fact I pulled her leg about it. And then at half-past eleven she sudden ly coughed up something about a headache and pushed off. Moreover she bid me good and proper when I suggested running her home.” “I am glad you told me, Carteret, said Gillson quietly. “As you there may be nothing in it; at same time it shows us that might have been there.” “But, damn it'—why should be there?” exploded Tiny. “That is what I would give a good deal to know,” answered “We can assume one thing rate: she did not go there she wanted to—she went it say the she she And there were a people besides you Galloping Lad for In fact if Prome- the bookies would there was foul play, do horse was just found box one morning.” Doubled up. in the“Exactly. most dreadful manner—teeth bared, head a mass of brutses where the poor brute had hurled itself against the walls in his agony, and the stable-boy with a fractured skull in the corner of horse having frenzy.” “Of course,” the box, due to the kicked him in its case the said Tiny, “the is coming back to me. When boy was fit to be examined he swore on his Bible oath that he hadn’t heard a sound till the horse started bucking and rearing in the box. had rushed in and been That was ‘it, wasn’t it?” was it. And I’ve mention- Then he kicked. “That ed the case only because, though we didn’t know it at the time, I am vinced now that that was the time this poison was used. It a new one on us then: no con- first was one thought of looking for any puncture, and" anyway it would have been very hard to find in a horse’s coat. The vet was completely nonplussed, but the horse was dead, and that was all there was to it. The boy was put through a searching cross-examina tion later, but he stuck to his story. He said that he had ibeen asleep as( usual in front of the door of the see her face.1 quarter might bring about that overthrow? And is Lady Mary act ing as an emissary of the Queen to buy off Blake, or to persuade him to hold his hand? That’s what I want to find out: that’s what I be lieve Jebson did find out last night. And was murdered for his pains.” He paused and let a cigarette, while Tiny sat motionless, staring at him. “Understand, Carteret, that only two other men in the world—on our side at any rate—know what I have just been telling you. One is Ron ald Standish. Dexter knows nothing save the obvious fact that Lady Mary had supper with Felton Blake. His is purely the police side of the show: this is our end of it.” “But surely, Colonel,” said Tiny at length, “in a case of such gravity as this something could be- done with this man Blake. Couldn’t he be run in—on a. faked charge if necessary?’ The other shook his head. “You can’t run a man in on a fak ed charge in this country, Carteret. At least not in peace-time. And as tq a genuine charge against th© swine —he’s far to clever. Blake only deals in those cases where the con sequences to the victim if he did come forward and lay information would be such that he simply dare not do it. There are probably forty people to-day, any one of whom could get that .blackguard sent to prison for fifteen years. But not one of them will do it. ISome day of course, a social benefactor will come along who will murder Blake. And then he will be probably tried for his life and be hanged. But un til that moment arrives we have got to fight Blake with pons.” “Exactly what do do?” asked Tiny. “I would suggest IT’S LIVER THAT MAKES YOU FEEL SO WRETCHED Wake up your Liver Bile 1 —No Calomel necessary For you to feel healthy and happy, your hver muBt pour two pounds of liquid bile into your bowels, every day.. Without that bile, trouble starts, Poor digestion. Slow elimination. Poisons in the body. General wretchedness, now can you expect to clear up a situation Uke this completely with mere bowel-moving ealts, ou, mineral water, laxative candy or chewing gum, or roughage? They don't wake up your liver. You need Carter’s Little Liver Pills. Purely vegetable. Safe. Quick and sure results. Ask for them by name. Refuse substitutes. 25c. at all druggist^ 54 Exeter QJhnea-Adtiacate Established 1873 and 1887 Published every Thursday morning at Exeter, Ontario SUBSCRIPTION—$2.00 per year in advance. legitimate wea- you want me to “Right, Colonel!” He got up. a quarter past three now; I’ll bably drift in to see her about an hour before cocktail time, chance of finding her at home, and I’ll let you know if I find out Incidently do the ar- for to-morrow still “IPs pro half Best And RA.TES—Farm or Real Estate to» sale 50c. each insertion for.first four insertions. quent insertion. .Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six wordi. 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And I’d like you to add to the fifteen next winter. Don’t forget: sleep with one eye open. And ring me up to-night at eight o'clock and tell me what you’ve found out . . Sloane 1234 is the number.” Tiny strolled along Pall Mall' still puzzling over the elusive name. At times it was on the tip of his tongue then it was .gone again. He would ask Mary when he saw her: she’d re member. Joe ... Joe ... . Tho’ after all, what the devil did it mat ter? There were vastly more im portant things to think about, not the least being the method of tackl ing Mary. From a fairly profound knowledge of her he realized that he would have to walk warily. If she got the impression that he was coming as a sort of emissary of the police the probability was that sh£ would go straight off the deep end. And feel saw had the Blake, it was better for her that it should be known. The point was— would she'tell him? do what There is give you For un- in the The set on CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &C LOANS, INVESTMENTS INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Main Street, EXETER, ONT. At Lucan Monday and Thnrsday Dr. G. S. Atkinson, L.D.S.,D.D.S, DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the New Post Office Main St., Exeter Telephones Office 34 w House B4J Closed Wednesday Afternoons that you call • round and see Lady Mary this af- s ternoon—ostensibly to say good-bye ; to her. Or to inquire if her head ache is better. Then I lea.ve it en- ! tirely to you. Find out what you can. Even the certainty that she was at the Fifty-Nine last night ' would be something.” “Can’t say I like it much, Colonel” “You are free to back out now Carteret. You are not under my orders. But I think you are view ing the thing from hte wrong aspect. Don’t get into your head the Idea that I am asking you to spy on her. We are entirely on her side—and the more we know the more we can help her . If only people who against the Blakes of realize that- ence it “Yes: I quite see that. All right— I’ll have a dip at it. But don’t ex- I pect too much, sir. Mary is not an easy person to pump. By the way— you don’t happen to know the num ber of the private room, do you?” The other rose. “‘Wait .here. I’ll telephone and see.” He threaded his way through the now half-empty room, leaving Tiny with, his brain extraordinary about people’s son had which he had seemed to take it quite as a matter of course. ’Then his mind switched over to the immediate pro blem. Deep down he felt instinct ively that Mary had been to the Fif ty-Nine the night before. She had been so utterly unlike her usual self that there must have been something pretty drastic to account for it. And suddenly he became quite indefinite ly aware of the fact that he thought of Mary having supper with Felton Blake affected him considerably more than if it had been Vera Leth- ington for example. The idea that there could be anything between them was simply laughable; and yet . . . Why the Fifty-Nine? Why a private room? Surely if there was anything in this idea of Gillson’s—if Mary was acting as a go-between for the Queen of Bessonia—she could have sent for Blake to come to her house. His mind went baclkl to the time three years ago when as Princess Ol ga he had seen a lot of her. Several little partis carres with Mary and a ■cheery fellow about his own What the deuce was his name? could remember him perfectly tinctly—a tall fair bloke with that crinkled naturally. Joe some thing or other. Funny now that lie came to think of it, but he’d never seen him since. Seemed to have disappeared Completely. Probably out in Kenya, or one of the colonies. What the devil was his name? 3oe Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. Closed Wednesday Afternoon Gillson. at any because because new departure, and one which made! she had to. Therefore Blake has things even more serious.” lmid n-v-or nor' m- ” He paused and let a cigarette: then' abruptly he turned to Tiny. “Have you ever heard of Felton Blake?” “Never—to the best of my know ledge,” answered Tiny. “Felton Blake is one of the most perfect examples of the criminal mind that exists today. From his ap pearance you would put him down as a successful lawyer or doctor. He is a clean-shaven, good-looking man five. He has a Hampstead, where vishly and well, the question arise, that he is a mer chant broker, and. he does, in fact run an office somewhere down in the city. An absolute blind, of course: most ope. Pity: er is pared to him. Once his claws are in to a human being, the poor wretch can say good bye to hope, member of this gang, and a prominent one. And”—once he paused—“he is the man whom Lady Mary Ridgeway having supper at the Fifty-Nine six weeks ago.” “Good God!” muttered Tiny. you sure, sir?” “Jebson—the man who was ( dered last night—though not waiting on the private room, it his business to be hanging round when Blake left. He had seen him go in: had seen that he had a lady with him, but had not been able to He succeeded as she some hold over her* or . “Or what?” “She went there" on somebody else.” “That’s much more marked Tiny. “She’s kind-hearted creature in do anything for a pal.” The other glanced demanded Tiny. behalf of likely,” the i the world: ’ re- most dark, distinctly of about forty- large house in he entertains la- He states, should An absolute in reality the man is the dangerous blackmailer in Eur- He is completely devoid of the most usurious money-lend- a tender-hearted woman com- “But do you know; and sec- has that got to do with fellow,” said Gillson you im- are up this would -Lord! what a differ- would make.” small blame to her: he would the same himself. And yet he quite clearly that w'hat Gillson said was right. 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I tried all kinds of tntidicmd without any result A friend told me to take Burdock Blddd Bitter#, Just One bottle and the boils were all gone?’ cautiously round the room: then he bent for ward, and his voice was hardly above a whisper. “You saw a good deal of Princess Olga when she was over here three years ago, didn’t you?” For a moment or two Tiny stared at him blankly. “I did,” he said at length, firstly, how ondly, what it?” “My dear shortly, “don’t be dense. Do agine that when a Princess- whi is shortly to become Queen of Besson ia comes over here on a visit we dont’ know who she goes around with? And as to what it has to do with it—possibly a lot. I think I’m right in saying that she and Lady Mary became very .great friends.” “You are,” agreed Tiny. “Very great friends indeed.” ‘Six weeks ago Lady Mary return ed home from a visit to Bessonia where she had stayed with the King and Queen. A few days later she has supper with a notorious black mailer in a private room at the Fifty-Nine, admittedly a thing which only the greatest provocation would cause her to do. Now do you see what I’m getting at?” “I gather that your implication is that she is acting on behalf of the Queen. But I don’t see that it takes us much further.” “It doesn’t—and you come in- Had murdered, it might ferent matter. As to do what you can. get the points clear in your head, As I told you the activities pf the gang have of recent months tended to be come political, Add to that the fact that the present tiihe BessOnia is the open powder-keg of Europe. The overthrow of thA King and Queeri would undoubtedly cause a grave crisis—-hut there are people who would pay a lot o£ money to bring it about. There is the major side Of the ca£e: now1 for the rriinor, Has Feltoii Blake got some hold over the King And Queen—or. over the Queen alone—which if used in the proper that i$ where jebson not been have been a dif it is, you’ve got •But first of all whirling. It was the inside knowledge movements that Gill- amazed him. And yet age, He dis hair * # V “Room number 7/’ Tiny chttie out of his reverie to find Gillsoh. standing beside hiin. He glanced at his watch: two hours still to put through. It was too early for tea: besides he felt as if he had only just finished lunch. And as he stood cogitating on what to do at the corner opposite the At henaeum a magnificent Rolls-Royce swung past him and turned up to wards Piccadilly Circus. Uncon sciously he glanced at the people in it: then his eyes narrowed. For one of them was a clean-shaven, dark distinctly good-looking mn hovmight have been a successful lawyer: the other was Mary herself. ■She had not seen him, but that fleeting glance had been enough for him to see the expression on her face. And it had been like a. frozen •mask: the- man at her side might have been non-existent. He felt instinctively that her com panion was Felton Blake, though he had never seen the man before in his life. And he began to feel an noyed. Was Mary insane? In many ways it was more indiscreet of her to drive alone with the man than to have supper with him. Where one person might find out the latter, to drive alone with him in the middle of the season was proclaiming the thing to a hundred, Her features were far too well known: moreover, as far as he could see she was mak ing no attempt whatever to conceal them. 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