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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT., THURSDAY, APRIL 21, 1927. Have You Tried It 2s in fx class by itself. Ask for it. * m° 0§[f ® WM waa IBEADON KILL mm BEGIN HERE TO-DAY. I would disturb the household unuel Honeybun, his son, James,! an hour merely to make inqt Wilmot, a chauffeur, known asj "I had better nkey Face, are suspected of the Margaret added. ;rder of-r- Sir Francis Lathrop by Adrian A.';:mot revenges himself by impris- Adela Larkin, sweetheart of Klyne. He forces Adela to write a decoy letter to Klyne. Klyne escapes the trap and calls upon Adela's lather. Rev. Septimus Larkin. Rev. Larkin deciphers a code in the letter. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. Klyne shook his head. "No, thank you, Mr. Jessick," he replied. "I have got the hang of it, I think. "You knew that sooner or later you would fall under suspicion. You thought that by finding the 'red rain' and immediately reporting it to police authorities, you would convince them that you had nothing to fear from them, thereby establishing your inno- down and see,' a firm bel "With your advantages I should have been the same," Roake rumb'eJ. Klyne bowed in courteous agree- "The past career of Sir Francis was of supreme interest," he proceeded. "With the name Jessick to work from I encountered no great difficulties. I learned that Sir Francis, long before he came into the title, was infatuated with a music-hall singer of that name, and that he married her and had a son--probably the owner of the little wooden horse. Mother and son both died within a few years of the marriage, which was concealed by Sir Francis from his family and everyone else. The Jes-sicks, believing that there had been no marriage, swore.vengeance against the heartless seducer, as they (teemed him, and old Mr. Jessiick, when he retired from business, came and settled down hereabouts as Mr. Samuel Honeybun, so as to seize any opportunity for gratifying his revenge. "When Sir Francis eventually married Miss Margaret's mother he was not a bachelor, but a widower. "I established these facts from a photograph which I found in this very room, and I later verified them by personal research at Putney, where Sir Francis resided during the per-She stepped out on to the landing, iod of his first marriage. As usual and after closing the movable panel, in my experience, there was a gossipy descended the stairs into the dimly-lit old maid neighbor to fill in all the ball in time to witness the admission! blanks about Mr. and Mrs. Holloway by the gasping Jevons of Inspector j and their infant son. 'Holloway'was Roake and Mr. Adrian Klyne. | the name under which Sir Francis "It is all right, Miss Lathrop," concealed his identity during his brief Roake reassured the shrinking girl; residence at Putney, on the bottom step of the grand stair-j "The past being satisfactorily ac-neither in sorrow n-gauge^ Wilson Publishing Company A SMART DAYTIME DRESS FOR THE JUNIOR MISS. A striking effect is achieved by the use of two materials in fashioning this smart and practical dress as in View A. The skirt has inverted plaits at front and back and is joined to a yoke. There is a convertible collar, counted for, I tackled this end of thejlong tight-fitting sleeves finished with in anger, but with a very sincere ad-; job, finding a much harder nut to:cuffg> patch ^ and a trim bdt miration for the gallant part you1 crack. My difficulty arose from the yiew B is the game dresg made of have played in this inquiry. My friend I intervention of one who^ ought to have "And when you learned that Mr. Roake believed that the blood had nothing to do with the murder, you. bribed the Reverend Larkin to have the performance repeated in his rain gauge, and again in the gauge of Dr. Stampage. You hoped that this would prove to Roake that his theory was right, and the blood was placed by practical jokers." Mr. Honeybun sighed in assent. Roake cleared his throat. Though he had fallen into line with his "upstart" competitor, he had to assert himself occasionally, and the time for it had come. "You are not obliged to answer, but if you do, whatever you £&y may be used against you," he pronounced the ancient police wheeze. "Sir Francis Lathrop was killed in the car, I presume?" "That is so. Half way between the Grange and this house. "Bearing in mind the warning I have just given you and that I am taking notes, who struck the actual blow?" pursued Roake. "I should have done it if I bad had , the strength, but--I had not," the old * man avoided positive accusation of his dead son. "Handsomely spoken, sir," said the inspector, pocketing his notebook. Remembering the promise pledged to Monkey-Face's victim, he added: "I shall not arrest you to-night. I must confer with my superiors at the Yard as to the precise charge to be brought. You can sleep at home, but a local constable will be on duty at ^our bedroom door." "Sleep? My God!" groaned the virtual prisoner. "What bell was that?" "I am afraid that it was the front The question was put by Sir Guy Lathrop; the answer was tendered by his cousin Margaret, who had come up to the priest's hole to see that the fugitive wanted nothing more for the night. But it was now very late--past midnight, in fact--and the lov« could hardly believe that the poli known better, the Reverend Larkin, Rector of Cheverel. This gentleman was bribed by old Honeybun to mystify the police and the 'public by procuring repetitions of the rain-gauge mstery. He enlisted the aid of his brother-in-law, a retired London surgeon living at Ruxton in Suffolk, and between the duplicity and cupidity of these two worthies I very nearly misfired. Stampage, the you. 'Twas them j brother-in-law, went to the length of after all. The young one J writing Larkin to have me done Klyne and I want to set your at rest, and to let Sir Guy loose again. Your father's murderer is dead, which is as good as saying that the murderer wasn't Sir Guy." When a few minutes later, the young baronet entered the library, Roake stood up and made him a stiff little bow. "All clear, Sir Guy," he tried to be facetious. "You will_be glad to Honey b i is dead, and the old boy is as good j by Wilmot, and but for my rescue by as in custody at his own house." j an unexpected ally they would have "By Jove, that's deuced smart of j pulled it off. *■ you!" the ex-suspect addressed the "That ally was the Rector's daugh-Scotland Yard officer, though his;ter, Miss Adela Larkin, to whom I directed at Klyne. "What-1 owe not only my life, but my success I in this case. Poor girl, she nearly paid for it with her own life. But I as she has made me the happiest of men by promising to be my wife I must not glorify her as she deserves." "A thousand congratulations, Mr. Klyne," said Margaret. "I have known for some time that I hadlnis-judged Adela and I deeply reg^T^t: You have won a charming mate who will be a real partner to you." "You are quite right, Miss Lathrop," growled Roake. "That dame is cut out for a private sleuth." Sir Guy atoned for the ill-natu; praise by coming forward and wai ly shaking Klyne's hand. It only remains to say that the elder Jessick did not share the fate | that overtook the murderer of his son. In due course Wilmot was convicted of the murders of James Jessick and of Roake's assistant, B'lissett, explat-| ing his crimes on the scaffold, the deviser of the red rain rust was stricken with paralysis and died on I the night when the young constable, posted by Roake, kept vigil outside his bedroom door. The firm of Adrian Klyne & Co. prospers exceedingly, though it is only the privilege of a favored few to know who is the "Co." appended to the brass plate on the office door. (The End.) "Your father DoWhmttlf r The Movie Stars So say all whose work ia hard after they try the delicious, invigorating refreshment" of Wrigley's Doable Mint. ever did they want to murder poor Uncle Frank for? I don't think that he was even acquainted with old Honeybun." "It falls to me to explain that," said Klyne. "It was the toy horse that used to stand on that clock that gave me the idea of looking for a clue in the early life of Sir Francis. Of course, Inspector Roake never the toy, because I had taken the liberty of borrowing it before he < on the scene, so he did not enjoy the same facilities. But prior to foll< ing that lucky inspiration I had i covered signs on the outside of the park wall of a motor car ing been backed, against it the spot where the body found. There was the distinct print of a Michelin tire on the lichen and smear of yellow paint. I had already been impressed by the extraordinary story of the rain gaugs, and when I learned at the Latchfield inn that a yellow car had been seen at the Honeybun home on the night of the murder, I set to work to trace it. "I ran it to ground at a garage ir Brendon Mews, Kensington, and found that it belonged to a city merchant named James Jessick. I paid him a visit and identified him as the younger Honeybun. 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