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mmm in IBA(y£lJmiSJIK0*3 €vmAG*r,/»%£r/Yar/iiT. m'^ruww SYNOPSIS. ~£Rjr The story opens with a scream from Dorothy March In the opera bo* of Mrs. Missioner, a wealthy widow. It Is oc­ casioned when Mrs. Mlssloner's necklace breaks, scattering the diamonds all over the floor. Curtis Griswold and Bruxton Sands, society men In love with Mrs. Mls­ stoner, gather up the gems. Griswold steps on what is supposed to be the cele­ brated Maharanee and crushes It. A Hin­ doo declares It was not the genuine. An expert later pronounces all the stones substitutes for the original. Detectives Donnelly and Carson investigate. They decide that the theft of the original gems was accomplished by some one in the house. Miss Elinor Holcomb, confidential companion of Mrs. Missioner, is sus­ pected. One of the missing diamonds Is found In her room. Mrs. Missioner pro­ tests that Elinor Is Innocent, but she is taken to prison. Meantime, In an up­ town mansion, two Hindoos, who are in America to recover the Maharanee, dis­ cuss the arrest. Detective Brltz takes up the case. He evidently believes Elinor In­ nocent and asks the co-operation of I>r. Lawrence Fitch, her fiance, in running •down the real criminal. He advises Elinor not to seek bail. Britz Investigates affairs at the Missioner home. He learns that Mrs. Missioner had the diamonds in Paris •with her. Paris police Inform him that duplicates of the stones were made there on the order of Elinor Holcomb. Brltm Interviews Miss March and learns who of her friends can draw. Griswold shows some proficiency as an artist. While walk­ ing, Britz is seized and thrown Into an automobile. He is bound and drugged by his Hindoo captors. CHAPTER XII. The Empty Apartment. When Britz groped his way out of the soundest sleep he had known In many a year, it was in absolute Ig­ norance of his whereabout*. He gasped desperately several times be­ fore he returned to anything like his normal breathing. Mingled with the peculiar taste or tl»e smothering dark was a faint odor unlike anything In the headquarters man's experience. It had a persistence all its own, and when he tried to persuade himself his.sensory nerves had played a trick upon him. it wreathed into his nostrils •with unmistakable individuality. Britz needed no effort to rise to tell him he still was bound hand and foot, and in the first instant of his full awakening he realized the silken gag still held his speech In thrall. He bit the ball of silk savagely, and strained his tongue until the roots ached in en­ deavors to force the gag out of his mouth. As well might he, helpless as to hands and feet as he was, have tried to shake off a gorilla's grip at his throat. Yet the seeming hopeless­ ness of his plight did not disturb him greatly. He had been In worse places. It was a question of patience, perse­ verance and pluck, and when It came to virile qualities, the famous Central office man was abundantly and aiiit- eratively equipped. He tested his bonds--gently at first, then vigorously, then with all his strength. He was not a Sandow, but he had abundance of pliant and serviceable strength. After many minutes passed in fain efforts to free himself, he re­ laxed his body and limbs for a short but complete rest, meanwhile bending *his mind to the task of determining •where he was. The result of his men­ tal endeavor was as fruitless as the other. All he knew at the end of It •was that he lay on a bare floor In a room which, from the sound of his •heels on the boards, he judged was small. That thought suggested to him a means of summoning help other than vocal. He began drumming on the boards •with his heels. It was tiring work, Jor his ankles were held so close that, with his feet beating in alternation, Jie could not make much noise. To make a sound likely to carry far, he liad to raise and lower his heels to­ gether--an achievement that sounds easy until one has tried doing It many times. With all his endurance he could not keep It up for many minu- •utes at a stretch. In the intervals he Btrained his hearing for a response. 7\Tone came. Brltz rolled over on his face. As his hands were tied behind his back, his chin rested on the floor, and he had little leverage by which to lift himself. Several times he tried to •rise to his knees, only to slip and bruise hfs face on the hard floor. Those mishaps were painful, but not (discouraging to a man of Brltz' reso- Hiteness Again and again he made jthe attempt; again and again he tfalled, but at lase, with a mighty heave that left him panting, he raised blmself by a catapult movement and Bat back on his heels, waiting to 'catch his breath. It was a harder task to get on his feet. He could not do it in the middle of the floor. Slowly, carefully, he worked his way on his knees to the wall, against which he braced himself. Then, bit by bit, he bent his feet for­ ward in a demilune until his weight was on knees and toes. His progress was as painful as it was slow, for the' silk 6carf compelled his ankles to bend in unison, If at all, and even when he had bent his toes to the requisite point It was a great strain to keep them there. The detective, after a brief pause to gather his strength, set his shoul­ der against the wall and threw all his Wee into a single, vigorous push. The movement almost threw him to the floor again, but he recovered his poise quickly and Btood erect. For a few moments he was content to revel in the relaxation tnat was so welcome after his long continuance in a cramped and prostrate position. Then a second's forgetfulness, natural enough to one accustomed to his free­ dom of movement, almost undid the work of the last half hour. He tried to step away from the wall, oblivious to the scarf that bound his ankles, and pitched forward heavily. He did not fall to the floor, however, lor something sharp and hard stopped him. Ke found himself wedged be­ tween a metallic framework and the wall. A venomous hiss and the con­ tact of his bound hands with hot metal told him he had fallen on a steam radiator, and as the hissing sound increased he gueesed the shock had broken the little safety valve close to the top of the curved pipes. If the detective's position had been perilous before it was extra hazard­ ous now. He was gripped In the Jaws formed by the radiator and the wall, and neither hands nor feet at liberty, it seemed next to Impossible for him to free himself. He kicked and strug­ gled furiously, th£ hiss of the steam constantly growing louder, and in his endeavor to escape, he bent for­ ward until his face was scalded by the rushing steam. The pain of that mis­ hap aided him, however, for the in­ voluntary recoil it caused culminated in a final effort that loosed the grip In which he was held and sent him staggering in a series of two-footed hops along the wall. Bracing his shoulders once more against the wall, Britz began another series of vigorous attempts to break the silken scarves, or to slip out of them. Exerting all his strength, he strained alternately at wrist and ankles, and ground between his teeth the little ball of silk that blocked his voice. But it was all to no purpose. His captorB knew their trade, and the clinging bonds, while yielding, did not give at any point sufficiently to set the sleuth at liberty. Suddenly a thought, swift and keep as a saber flash, clove its way straight through his perplex­ ity. That which Imperiled his life should give him liberty. He sidled along the wall until he stood beside the radiator at the end away from the safety valve. Pressing against thS edge of the metal the scarf that held his hands, he began swinging himself from side to side. The corrugated edge of the ornamental ironwork served as a saw, and although more than once the man gasped as clouds of steam whirled about his head, in fewer minutes than would seem prob­ able the metallic edge gnawed Its way through the siik, and the kerchief parted with abruptness that sent Britz reeling back against the wall and crashing headlong to the floor. His hands were free! And as that welcome realization followed the Jar­ ring Impact of his head against an angle of the baseboard, Lieutenant Britz laughed softly as with busy fin­ gers he loosed the scarf about his ankles, snatched the gag from his mouth, and, with a single shake of his shoulders that rippled the kinks out of his cramped muscles, strode to the window and flung up the sash. One deep intake of good, cold air, then half a dozen more, and he felt as fit as if he had not been close to a distressing and altogether ignominious end. He gripped the sill and leaned far out, looking first downward, then all around in quest of a landmark. There were not many lights on that side of the building, but a faint gleam in the depths enabled him to judge that he was about at the tenth story, and that the building was In an unfrequented uptown street. Withdrawing his head he pressed the button of a pocket elec­ tric torch and explored the room. Prom the style of its finish it evident­ ly was a section of an unoccupied apartment In a new and rather pre­ tentious building, a room planned to be cut ofT from the rest of the suite, for It seemed to give directly on the hall and was separated from its neigh­ bor by a fireproof door of massive steel. He seized the handle. It turned readily, but the door did not open. The same was true of the door between the room and the hall. He shook both doors with all bis strength, but they had been locked too stoutly to yield. It was apparent the kidnappers had made him a pris­ oner in full knowledge of the unlike­ lihood he would be released speedily. That they had plotted his death was not certain, but it was unmistakable they had given themselves little, if any, concern In that respect. Brltz thought of the possibilities of fire as he had lain bound on the floor, and an unpleasant sensation passed over him; but he hastened back to the window and examined the outside of the building with a view to escape in that direction. He did not expect to overtake his abductors quickly, nor was he even of a mind to devote the bulk of hLs time to that purpose. But he regarded the capture of his recent captors as an important side enter­ prise to the solution of the great dia­ mond mystery, and habit made him eager to begin working without delay. There was a fire escape on the floor whence he looked out--a thoroughly modern contrivance with flat steps, and a really serviceable handrail--but it did not run to the window at which he stood. However, Britz had more than one attribute of the lynx, and it r "A Speck of Diamond Dust Could Not Have Escaped Us.' did not tax his agility greatly to reach the balcony while still gripping the window frame securely, and, with one quick movement, to swing him­ self over the ladder rail. It was the work of a minute or two to run down the easy eteps to the first floor above the street and, from that point, he had only a short drop to the sidewalk. He strolled in a casual way to the front of the big apartment building, which looked toward the Hudson, and noting Its location, quickened his pace, walking south until he came to a cab stand. He gave a chauffeur the num­ ber of the Swami's house, Jumped into a taxicab and continued his course in a southerly direction, the driver in obedience to his instructions wheeling east at Seventy-second street and turning into the park. CHAPTER XIII. Interviewing the Swaml. While Britz was speeding south­ ward in the taxicab two men were In the midst of animated discussion in the Swami's room. They were the scholar himself and his up-to-date friend, Prince Kananda. The prince had arrived in the gloom-enshrouded house only a few minutes before. He had uttered several short, sharp sen­ tences big with interest that had etirred the Swami from the repose usual to the Oriental priest. It was evident that Kananada expected a re­ sponsive remark from his friend, and that the Swaml, feeling the obligation, was weighing his words before utter­ ance. "Nothing of the slightest interest to us was found," said Kananda, evident­ ly In repetition. He had 6een a skep­ tical expression spread over the Swann s bronze face, and anticipated an inquiry. "The search was thorough?" asked the scholar. "My dear old chap," said the Prince, "is it likely, we would go to such ex­ traordinary lengths without being most painstaking in that respect? A speck of diamond dust could not have escaped us." A slow smile gleamed through the mask that comprised the scholar's features. Mock deference colored his manner as, taking the mouthpiece of the Oriental pipe from between his lips and tossing the tube over to the divan, he arose and paced the length of the room. "Far be it from thy servant, O Prince," he said with palpable sar­ casm, "to question the method pur­ sued by so illustrious a personage; but," and he here returned to the easy familiarity of their ordinary inter­ course, "since the search was made so thoroughly, since it was a climax to a deed so venturesome that it might have embroiled you even with such slow-witted persons as the policemen of the Western world, would it not have been well to have got the right man ?" "You mean--V "I mean, your Royal Highness," said the priest with another touch of Ironic homage, "that the man whom the brilliant All and his equally intelli­ gent assistants seized so boldly in the park, and then spirited away with a skill hardly to ba equaled by an In­ dian schoolboy, was not the person whom it was worth your distinguished while to search." The Prince was dumfounded. He circled the table, fished in his pocket for a cigarette, rolled it abstractedly between his thumb and middle finger, lighted it, and then watched the in scutable features of him whom for se many years he had called "master. "Is It possible?" he exclaimed at last. "And I gave my personal atten­ tion to the task, too! I instructed All explicitly, and I ordered him to see that the men who aided him should be among the shrewdest and most praiseworthy of our follower*. All had tracked the man for days. He said he was as familiar with his face as with that of his own father. How could they have been mistaken?" "Easily enough," said the Swami. "The men went into Mrs. Mlssloner's home about the same time. There Is a slight resemblance in their general build, and--the wrong man came out!" "Then we have lost twelve hours," said Kananda. "You have lost more than that," said the priest, "--opportunity. These Occidentals are singularly fraternal. It is not probable that the man you searched will let the other go un­ warned." The Prince tossed his cigarette into the fire, and with the springing glide of a panther, and as silently, crossed to the string of gongs that hung oppo­ site the divan, and struck them smart­ ly. Almost at the same instant the heavy portieres at the othor end of the room parted, and All's immobile face appeared between them. The servant advanced with salaams that Increased in profundity as he noted the storm cloud on Kananda's brow. "Son of a pig, and fool of a thou­ sand fools!" cried the Prince, his eyes blazing at the low-caste Hindoo. "What misguided dotard told you that you were flt to be Intrusted with a man's task. Your place Is among the women, and, even there, you would require a guardian to see that you did not exchange rupees for copper coins." All remained motionless, as one about whom lightning has flashed, and who feels his only chance of safety lies in escaping the notice of the next bolt. The Swami signaled to Kanan­ da, and the Prince, following the hab­ its of the Occident, seated himself on the divan in Oriental fashion, and calmed himself with deep draughts from the pipe that bubbled on a low table. As -he smoked, the severity of his features relaxed a little, and at length he recovered his composure so far as to take pity on the exceedingly uncomfortable All. "Rise, dog!" he said, "and give us, if you can, an explanation of the dis­ graceful bungling on this simple mis­ sion." What explanation the servant might have mustered is a problem. Before he could collect his thoughts, the elec­ tric bell of the outer door burr-r-rd Bharply. Kananda, the stem of the pipe in his hand, looked toward the curtains expectantly, and the Swaml signaled to Ali to answer the sum­ mons without. The servant glided, ghost-like, from the room, returning shortly with the announcement that a visitor desired audience with the famed Oriental scholar. The Prince disappeared between the portieres of a small door opposite the main en­ trance of the room, the priest nodded slowly to the servant, and the next moment All ushed into the presence of the sage the man who had had the temerity to let himself be attacked in place of him the Easterners had de­ sired to search. "I am a special reporter for 'The Times,'" said Britz. "I understand you are a scholar of distinction in your native land. I would like to have a talk with you for a Sunday story." The Swami's face wreathed into an interrogation point. "My good friend," he said, "you have come to the wrong person. I am not in the least interested in fiction. Scientific research, with perhaps a glimpse now and then of the psychic, limits my activity in literature." "You don't understand," said Brltz. "Newspaper men call everything a 'story ' I should have said an article --an Interview, you know." "Well," said the Oriental Indulgent­ ly, "it is not the policy of the propa­ ganda to seek publicity through the columns of the press; but, if I can serve you in any way, command me." "Well, you see, Swaml," said Britz, "everything pertaining to that illus­ trious land of yours is of Interest to Americana; your religion, your poli­ tics, your customs, your women, your jewels, your boundless wealth. Every­ thing you can tell me about India is sure to interest our readers." "If I am to tell you everything about India," said the Swaml, "we may as well make ourselves comfort­ able." He signed to Ali again, and, rising with much dignity, he placed a chair at the disposal of his visitor. "The East is a pretty big subject," said the Swami, and then he spent many minutes sketching Oriental ways and thoughts for the entertain­ ment of his visitor. To follow him would be to recapitulate the history of Hindostan from centuries before the British invasion. When he had finished, Britz knew enough about In­ dia to fill the pages of all the Sunday papers of New York; but this was not what the detective wanted. "Your women evidently lead a pret­ ty secluded life." he said, "but I sup­ pose they have their compensations-- their music, embroidery, delicacies, gems--by the way, Swami, Jewels fig­ ure largely In your religion, don't they?" The same inscrutable gleam again flickered In the eyes of the scholar. "It would be difficult to make you understand in what way they do," he answered. "In the ordinary commer­ cial sense, they do not. We of India care less for the Intrinsic value of the beautiful jewels which you of the We6t characterize as precious stones. They are precious to us, but in a dif­ ferent way. We love them for their loveliness--not merely for their bril­ liance and cost. To us, there Is a world of metaphysical meaning in the lambent glow of a ruby, or the Im­ prisoned rainbow of a diamond. An emerald to us Is the spirit of the sea --the spirit of the water Itself; Just as the pearl suggests that other world on the floor of the deep. Jewels, as we see them, are the crystallized ex­ pression of divine emotions. Diamonds are the tears of Buddha--pearls so many drops of wisdom from his lips, and sapphires the heavenly aspira­ tions of his thoughts. What to the Occident means profit, to us means poetry." "Some of your Jewels are, I dare say, a great deal more Important than others; for example, the Kohinoor. Has that no larger value than the or­ dinary stone In your eyes?" "Only so far as it Is connected with the traditions of our faith," said the Swaml. "Diamonds there are In In­ dia, one hundred of which would not make a Kohinoor, yet each a thou­ sand times more precious to true be­ lievers. Wars have been fought, races exterminated for gems less beau­ tiful than those which many of the minor women of your public stage can boast. They have a meaning impos­ sible of comprehension to the Western mind." "And do Hindoos of your generation set as much store by that sort of thing as your ancestors did?" asked Brltz. "The faith of the East is immut­ able," the Swaml replied. "Centuries roll by, but we change not. Nations have broken themselves to shreds in efforts to shake the stability of our land and people. What was true be­ fore your Prophet left the carpenter's bench is true to-day." "Now, do you know," said Brltz, vi­ vaciously, "all this interests me very much, and will make a cracking good story for 'The Times.' Fancy a whole people--how many millions did you say?--so wrapped up In gems that would not fill a showcase in a Maiden Lane jewelry shop, that they are will­ ing to sacrifice their very lives for them!" Britz threw all his skill as a ques­ tioner into drawing from the Swaml descriptions of the more famous Jew­ els of India, deftly keeping the line of his Interrogations on the subject of diamonds. The Hindoo, his entire personality an eloquent expression of the indolence of the East, was alike luxuriant in his narghileh and In rem­ iniscences of the sacred gems that had adorned the temples of his faith from Delhi t6 Benares. Slowly, dreamily, mystically, stories came from his lips of greed and piety, deeds of daring and romance, statecraft and intrigues, until Britz became so interested that for a time even his trained, vigilant mind lost sight of the purpose that had animated all his actions since the day he learned that the famous Mis­ sioner necklace was missing. When the Easterner ended his string of tales, many of them replicas in miniature of the Arabian Nights, and of still more thrilling Oriental legends, the Headquarters man had an ex­ haustive knowledge of all the great diamonds in the history of Hindostan. "Your marvelous gems are not proof against imitation?" he said in­ quiringly. "The lesser of them are not," said the Swaml. "But the Kohinoor, the Light of Calcutta, the Dawn of the World, and similar stones defy the best efforts of your artificers. In them nature has wrought masterpieces of HE DISLIKES PORT-AU-PRINCE Englishman Says the Haltien City Is Noisy, Filthy and Dangerous for Strangers. Passengers from Haiti on the Ham­ burg-American steamship Alblngla, who arrived In New York recently, de­ clared that Port-au-Prince and other cities on the Island were In a state of disorganization akin to revolution. Ac­ cording to W. A. Placier, an electrical engineer of London, who had been on the island for six weeks, the city of Port-au-Prince is an exceptionally dangerous place for any person who values his life. "There are only about 90,000 persons in Port-au-Prince," said Mr. Placier, "and there Is more noise in that town than there is in New York. The city is filthy, and' the pig seems to be the household pet. There are hasty trials of offenders during the day, and the victims are sometimes buried when alive and unconscious. No one can tell who has been buried until the identity of the victim be­ comes known through his absence from customary haunts. The soldiers are supposed to receive 12 cents a week, hut they seldom get their allow­ ance and depend almost wholly upon foraging for existence. Organization seems to have disappeared. I saw a general drilling six men with a sword. When I*ofTered him a dollar for the sword he sold it eagerly and continued drilling, substituting a piece of sugar­ cane for the sword." There's Truth In It- Jack London, at a publishers' dinner in New York, said of industry: "The boy who starts at the bottom in some big concern thinks all he needs to do is to work his very best, and then his employer will ralFe him up and up till finally, he Is made gen­ eral manager. "As a matter of fact, the truth lies nearer Lawson's case. " 'Lawson.' said the head of a rich firm, 'I have noticed that you work with amazing zest. No detail of the business is too small to escape you No task is too hard. You are the first to arrive in the morning, you are the last to leave at--" "'Oh, thank you, sir; thank you, sir,' cried Lawson, expecting his sal­ ary to be doubled. " 'Hence, Lawson,' his employer ended, with a snarling laugh, 'I'll ask you to dig out the first of the month. It is men of your caliber who get a glory no human plagla*i*L caji repro­ duce." "Not even In Paris?" inquired the visitor. "There Is a good deal of talk Just now, you know, about the'theft of a society woman's diamonds. You know she discovered that paste dia­ monds were substituted, and I under­ stand the central jewel was one of exceptional size." "Neither Paris, nor Venice, nor yet Stamboul can manufacture colorable imitations of such a stone," insisted the Swami. "Imitations, that is to say, that would deceive anyone with tiie crudest knowledge." "But the Maharanee was undoubted­ ly copied," pursued Britz. "If you have read the newspapers, you know it was through the discovery of that fact that Mrs. Missioner learned her Decklace had been stolen." All the cordiality of the Swami van­ ished. He seemed to wrap himself in the Impenetrable dignity of his caste, and he dismissed the subject with ths conclusive remark of his race, "I have spoken." In spite of the most adroit efforts of his visitor, and despite inter­ rogations direct and indirect, he could not be Induced to discuss the subject again. Britz, somewhat baffled, finally led the conversation into other channels by bethinking himself of his role in time to ask the Swaml the purpose and probable length of his stay in New York. "I have no objection to telling you," answered the priest, "that I am here to spread the propaganda, to turn the lamp of the true faith upon the gloom of your Western civilization." He con­ tinued. "Yes, I am making prose­ lytes! I am conducting gatherings of seekers after the Light, and I am in­ structing all who come to me with open minds and honest hearts." Britz picked up his hat and coat with a reluctant air, and took leave of the Oriental with not over-profuse ex­ pressions of gratitude for his recep­ tion. The scholar struck the gong, the Hindoo servant appeared in the farther doorway, and in a few seconds the faint echoes of the visitor's foot­ steps ended in the quiet closing of the street door. Kananda, with a carriage akin to the swagger of the English Guards­ man, re-entered the room and looked at the Swaml quizzically. "You need not put yourself to the trouble of looking through the Sunday papers," said the Swaml. "There will be nothing about this Interview in 'The Times.' " "No?" returned Kananda. "I heard the reporter say he wanted the facts for the next issue of his Sunday sup­ plement." "He is not Interested in supple­ ments," replied the priest, "sequels are his specialty. When he interests himself in a story he begins at the continued' line. He is not a report­ er." The Prince looked at him Inquiring­ ly. "Nor Is he the man All should have searched," continued the sage. "He Is --one of the cleverest detectives in New York--Britz, of Headquarters!" Britz, of Headquarters, did not waste any time in gloating over the result of his Interview with the Brah­ min. In the first place, he did not con­ sider that he had scored anything like a signal victory. He knew enough of the subtleties of the Orient to be aware that such grains of truth as had come to him in the Swami's an­ swers had been merged Into a volum­ inous fabric of mendacity--well, call It diplomacy--and that to winnow out the few facts vouchsafed to him was a task for the cloistered seclusion of his own room, supplemented by the silent help of many books of refer­ ence. But he was ready to take it for granted that the Brahmin had spoken truly in regard to the difficulty of Im­ itating diamonds of great size. There was no question the Maharanee had been copied; how closely he could not say, as he had unfortunately never had a glimpse of the false stone. The questions that gimleted their way into his brain were: Where was the copy­ ing done; how was it done; and. of course, correlatively, by whom was it done? It was a busy quarter of an hour Detective-Lieutenant Brltz passed in his Mulberry Street office. 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