E. PHILIPS OPPENHEIM Novelized from the Photo THIRD INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS. In her apartment at the Leland Ella daughter of Lord Ashleigh, 1s murdered and the Ashleigh diamond necklace sto len. The New York police place the case in the hands of Banford Quest, known and feared as the master criminologist of the world. He takes Lenora, Ella's mald, to his own apdartments and through hyno tym and the use of clectro-telepathlic ap pliances discovers her connection with the crime, recovers the diamonds and arrests the murderer, Macdougal, lenora's hus band, though nearly trapped to his deatt io a tough tenement house while engaged in the work Lenora becomes one of Quest's assistants. The detective is called in to Investigaté the theft of the skeletor of an ape, of Lord Ashleigh. Macdougal escapes while on his way to prison. A string of diamonds is mysteriously stolen from Mrs. Rheinholdt during a reception. THE POCKET WIRELESS. CHAPTER VIII Mr. Sanford Quest sat in his favorite chair, his cigar inclined toward the left-hand corner of his mouth, his at tention riveted upon a small instru ment which he was supporting upon his knee. He glanced across the room to where Lenora was bending over her desk. "We've done {it this time, young woman," he declared triumphantly. "It's all O. K., working like a little peach." Lenora rose and came toward him. "Is that the pocket wireless?" He nodded, "I've had Morrison out at Harlem all the morning to test it," he told her. "I've sent him at least half a dozen messages from this easy chair, and got the replies. How are you get: ting on with the code?" "Not so badly for a stupid person," Lenora replied. Laura, who had been busy with some papers at the farther end of the room, came over and joined them. "Say, it's & dandy little affair, that, Mr. Quest," she exclaimed. "I had a try with it, a day or so ago. Jim spoke to me from Fifth avenue." "We've got it tuned to a shade now," Quest declared. "Equipped with this simple little device, you can speak to me from anywhere up to ten or a dozen miles." Quest rose to his feet and moved restlessly about the room. "Say, girls," he confessed, "this is the first time in my life I have been in a fix like this. Two cases on hand and nothing doing with either of them. Criminologist, indeed! Whose box is this?" Quest had paused suddenly in front of an oak sideboard which stood against the wall. Occupying a posi- tion upon it of some prominence wis a small black box, whose presence there seemed to him unfamiliar. Laura came over to his side and looked at it also in puzzled fashion. "Never saw it before ix my life," she answered. Quest grunted. "H'm! No one else has been in the room, and it hasn't been empty for mere than ten minutes," he re marked "Well, let's see what's inside, anyway." He lifted off the lid. There was nothing In the interior but a sheet of paper folded up. Quest smoothed it out with his hand. They all leaned over and read the following words, written in an obviously disguised hand: You have embarked on a new study-- Suthiepalogy. What characteristic strikes u most forcibly in connection with it? nning? The necklace might be where the skeleton ls. Why not begin at the be- ginning? The note was unsigned, but in the spot wi! a signature might have been there was a rough pen drawing of two hands, with fingers extended, talon «fashion, menacingly, as though poised to strike at some unseen en- emy. Quest, after their first moment of stupefaction, whistled softly. "The hands!" he muttered. "What hands?" Lenora asked. "The hands that gripped Mrs. Rhein ~ holdt by the throat" he reminded them. "Don't you remember? Hands without armas? vo There was another brief, almost stu- pefled silence. Then Laura broke into speech. v "Whit I want to know 1s," she de manded, "who brought the thing here?" '"A most daring exploit, anyway," Play of the Same Name, Film Manufacturing Company he Black HT «iS Ons F wooD Produced by the Universal there is any news--of my skele ton." y "Not yet, professor, | am. sorry to say," Quest replied. "Come in and shut the door." "There 18 a young lady here," he sald, "who caught me up upon the landing. She, too, 1 believe, wishes to see you." He threw open the door and stood on one side. A young woman came a little hesitatingly into the room: Her hair was plainly brushed back, and she wore the severe dress of the Sal vation Army. "Want to see me, young lady?" Quest asked. She held out a book. "My name is Miss Quigg," she said. "l want to ask you for a subscrip- tion to our funds," Quest frowned a little. "Very well, Miss Quigg, you shall have a donation. I am busy today, but call at the same hour tomorrow and my secretary shall have a check ready for you." The girl smiled her gratitude. The professor lald his hand upon | her arm as she passed. "Young lady," he observed, "you seem very much in earnest about your work." "It Is only the people In earnest, gir," she answered, "who can do any good in the world. My work is worth being in earnest about." ) "You compel my admiration. My most respectful admiration. May I, too, be permitted?" He drew out a pocketbook and passed over toward her a little wad of notes. "It 1s so kind of you," she mur mured. "We never have any hesita- tion in accepting money. May I know your name?" "It 1s not necessary," the professor answered. "You can enter me," he added, as he held open the door for her, "as a friend--or would you prefer a pseudonym?" . "A pseudonym, if you please," she begged. "We have so many who send us sums of money as friends. Anything will do." The professor glanced around the room. "What pseudonym shall I adopt?" he ruminatéd. "Shall I say thut an oak sideboard gives you five hundred dol- lars Or a Chippendale sofa? Or," he added; his eyes resting for a mo- ment upon the little box, "a black box?" The two girls from the other side of the table started. Even Quest swung suddenly around. The professor, as though pleased with his fanéy, nodded as his fingers played with the lid. "Yes, that will do very nicely," he decided. "Put mé down--'Black Box,' five hundred dollars." The girl took out her book and be- gan to write. The professor, with a little farewell bow, crossed the room toward Quest. Lenora moved toward the door. "Let me see you out," she said to the girl pleasantly. Lenora opened the door. Both girls started. . Only a few feet away Craig was standing, his head a little thrust forward. For a moment the quiet self- respect of his manner seemed to have deserted him. He seemed at a loss for words. "What do you want?" Lenora de manded. "l was waiting for my master," Craig explained. "Why not downstairs?" Lenora asked suspiciously. "You did "not come up with him." » "lI am driving the professor in his automobile," Craig explained. "It oc: curred to me that if he were going to be long here I should have time to go and order another tire. It is of no consequence, though. 1 will go down and wait in the car." Lenora stood at the top of the stairs and watched him disappear. Then she went thoughtfully back to her work. The professor and Quest were talking | J at the farther end of the room. ; "I was in hopes, in great hopes," the professor admitted, "that you might have heard something. call at Mrs. Rheinholdt's this after noon." x Quest shook his head. "There is nothing to report at pres- ent, Mr. Ashleigh," he announced. "Dear me," the professor murmured, "this is very disappointing, Is there no clue, Mr. Quest--no clue at all? "Not a ghost of one," Quest acknowl edged. "I am as'far off solving the mystery of the disappearance of your skeleton and Mrs. Rheinholdt's neck: lace as 1 have ever beén." . The professor took a cotirteous leave of them all and departed. Lenora crossed the room to where Quest was seated. lieve in inspiration? "I attribute a large amount of my success," Quest replied, "to my pro- AA) No me tell you," Lenora, tinued, "that I hyve one, : ond strong one. Do you know t *. when 1 went to the door a few | that was found?" I promised to} and a very | . ten 9 Dy the professor's servant, Craig, was| there, listening?" "Inspector French has had his men | watching Craig ever since the night of the robbery," quietly remarked Quest "What's that? Answer the telephone, Lenora." Lenora obeyed. v "It's Inspecfor French," she an- nounced. "He wants to speak to you." Quest nodded and held ott his hand | for the receiver y "Hello, French!" he exclaimed | "Anything fresh?" = iy "Nothing much," was the answer "One of my men, though, who has been up Mayton avenue way, brought in something I found rather interest ing this morning. 1 want you to come round and see it." | "Go right ahead and tell me about it," Quest invited. "You know we've been shadowing Craig," the inspector continued. "Not much luck up till now. Fellow seems never to leave his master's side. We have had a couple of men up there, though, and ome of them brought in a curious-looking object he picked up; just outside the back 'of the professds's { grounds." | "What 1s the thing?" Quest asked. "Well, I want you to see whether you agree with me," French went on "If you can't come round, I'll come to you." "No necessity," Quest replied. "We've got over little dtfficulties of that sort. Laura, just tack on the phototelesme," he added, holding the recelver away for a moment. "One moment, French. There that's right," he added, as Laura, with deft fingers arranged what seemed to be a sensitized mirror to the. instru- ment. "Now, French, hold up the article just in front of the re celver. .There, that's right. Hold it steady. I've got the focus of it now. Say, French, where did you say "Just outside the professor's back gate," French grunted. "But you're not kidding me--" "It's a finger from the professor's skeleton you've got there," Quest in- terrupted. Quest hung up the recelver. "Then he turned toward his two assistants "Another finger from the profes sor's skeleton," he announced, "has been found just outside his grounds. What do you suppose .that means?" "Craig," Lenora declared confi- dently. "Cralg on your life," Laura echoed. ! "Say, Mr. Quest, I've got an idea." Quest nodded. "Go right ahead with it." "Didn't the butler at Mrs. Rhein. holdt's say that Craig belonged to a servant's club up town? 1 know'the place well. Let me go and see if 1 can't join and pick up a little informa- tion about the man. He must have a night out sometimes. Let's" find out what he does? How's that?" "Capital!" Quest agreed. "Get along, Laura. And you, Lenora," he added, "put on your hat. We'll take a ride towards Mayton avenue." CHAPTER IX. The exact spot where the bones of the missing skeleton was discovered, was easily located. It was about twenty yards from a gate which led into the back part of the professor's grounds. Quest wasted very little time before arriving at a decision. #The discovery of the bones so near the professor's home," he decid ed, "cannot be coincidence only. We will waste no time out here, Lenora. We will search the grounds. . Come on." It was hard to know which way to turn. Every path was choked with tangled weeds and bushes. They wan of Them Crouched an Un recognizable Creature. dered about almost aimlessly for near ly half an hour. Then .came to a sudden standstill. Lenora gripped his arm. They had both heard the In Fi sound--a queer, crooning cry, | place Bal wine ha¥ angry. : 's that?" he exclaimed. Lenora still clung to his arm. "I hate this place." she whispered. "It terrifies me. What are we look- ing for, Mr. Quest?" ; "Can't say that I know exactly," the RED WT | a huge piano box lay on its side with THE DAILY BRITISH Box - IL 24, 1915. on Pictures of This St "The Hut, Professor! The Hut Is on Fire!" far as the hedge. which they skirted | for a few yards until they found an| opening. Then Quest gave vent to a little exclamation. Immediately in front of them was a small hut, built apparently of sticks and bamboos, | with a stronger framework behind. The sloping roof was grass-grown and entwined with rushes. The only apol- ogy for a window was a queer little! hole set quite close to the roof. There was a rude-looking door, but | Quest, on trying it, found it Jocked. } They walked around the place, but found no other opening. All the tithe | from inside they could hear queer scuffing sounds. Lenora's cheeks grew paler. * "Must we stay?" she murmured. "I don't think I want to see what's in- side. Mr. Quest! 'Mr. Quest!" She clung to his arm. They were opposite the little aperture which served as a window, and at that mo- ment it suddenly framed the face of a creature, human in features, diaboli- cal in expression "Say, that's some face!" he re marked. "I'd hate to spoil it." Even as he spoke it disappeared. "We've got to get inside there, Lenora," he announced, steppin® for- ward She followed him silently. A few turns of the wrist and the door yield ed. Keeping Lenora a little behind him, Quest gazed around eagerly. Ex- actly in front of him, clad only in a loin cloth, with huanched-up shoulders, a necklace around its neck, with blaz- ing eyes and ugly, gleaming teeth, crouched some unrecognizable crea- ture, human, yet inhuman, a monkey, and yet a man. There were a couple of monkeys swinging by their tails from a bar, and a leopard chained to a staple in the ground, walking round and round in the far corner, snapping and snarling every time he glanced towards the mewcom- ers. The creature in front' of him stretched 'out a hairy hand towards a club, and gripped it. Quest drew a long breath. His eyes were set hard. "Drop that club," he ordered. The creature suddenly sprang up. The club was waved around his head. "Drop it," Quest repeated firmly. "You will sit down in your corner. You will sleep." The club siipped from the hairy fin- gers. The tense frame, which had been already crouched for the spring, was suddenly relaxéd. The knees trembled. "Back to that corner," Quest dered, pointing. . Slowly and dejectedly, the ape-man crept to where he had been ordered and sat there with dull, non-compre- hending stare, It was a new force, this, a note of which he had felt--the superman raising the voice of author- ity. Quest touched his forehead and found it damp. The strain of those few seconds had been intolerable. "1 don't think these other animals will hurt)" he said. "Let's have a look around thé place." The search took only a few mo- ments. © The monkeys ran and jumped around them, gibbering as though with pleasure. The leopard watched them always with a snarl and an evil light in his eye. : They found nothing unusual until they came to the distant corner, where or the opening turned to the wall. "This is where the brute sleeps, I suppose," Quest remarked. "We'll turn it around, anyway." They dragged it a few feet away from the wall, so that the opening faced them. Then Lenora gave a little cry and Quest stood suddenly still, "The skeleton!" Lengra shrieked. "It's the skeleton!" . 7 It was a skeleton so old that the bones had turned a dull gray. Quest glanced towards the hands. . "Little fingers both missing," he muttered. "Remember the message?" she ex- claimed. Where the skeleton is, the necklace may be also." . They turned over everything in the fruitiessly. There was uno sign "You > | rected. "IT just bring -this. beast round again and then we'll tackle the professor." . Quest turned towards the creature, which crouched still huddled up in its me, The creature obeyed. Once more its frame seemed to grow more virile and natural. nt gs St lk 5 | he remarked grimly. ! child. outside" Lenora." Quest a Tesh ok A "You need sleep. no longer," Quest said. "Wake up and be yourself." The effect of these words was in- stantaneous. Almost as he spoke, the creature crouched for a spring. There was wild hatred in its close-set eyes, the snarl of something fiendlike in its contorted mouth. Quest slipped quick- ly through the door. "Anyone may have that for a pet!" "Come, Lenora, there's a word or two to be said to the professor. There's something here wilt need'a little explanation." He lit a cig@vas they struggled back along the path. Presently they reached the untidy-looking avenue, and a few minutes later arrived at the house. Quest searched in vain for a bell. They walked round the piazza. There were no signs of any human life. They came back to the front door. Quest tried the handle and found it open. They passed into the hall. "Hospitable sort of place, anyway," he remarked. "We'll go in and walt, Lenora." They found their way to the study, which seemed to be the only habitable room. Lenora glanced around at its strange contents with an expression al- most of awe. A small motor car passed the win. dow, driven by Craig. The professor descended. A moment or two later he entered the room. fle gazed from Quest to Lenora at first in blank sur prise. Then he held out his hands. "You have good news for me, my friends!" he exclaimed. "I am sure of it. How unfortunate that I was not at home to receive you! Tell me--don't Reep me in suspense, if you please-- you have discovered my skeleton?" "We have found the skeleton," Quest announced. For a single moment the newcomer stood as though turned to stone. "My skeleton!" he murmured. Quest, § knew it. You are the great- est man alive. Now tell me quickly-- I want to know everything, but this first of all. Where did you find the skeleton? Who was the thief?" "We found the skeleton, professor," Quest replied, "within a hundred yards of this house." The professor's mouth was wide open. He looked like a bewildered It was several seconds before he spoke. "Within a hundred yards of this house? Then it wasn't stolen by one of my rivals?" "I should say not," Quest admitted. "Where? exactly did you find it?" the professor insisted. "I found it in a hut," Quest said, "hidden in a piano box. I found there, also, a creature--a human being, I must call him--in a state of eap- tivity." "Hidden in a piano box?" the pro- fessor repeated wonderingly. "Why, you mean in Hartoo's sleeping box, then?" "If Mr. Hartoo is the gentleman who tried to club me, you are right," Quest admitted., "Mr. Ashleigh, before we €0 any further I must ask you for an explanation as to the presence of that person in your grounds?" The professor. hesitated for a mo- ment. Then he slowly crossed the room, opened the drawer of a small escritoire, and drew out a letter. "You have heard' of Sir Willlam Raysmore, the president of the Royal socjety?" he asked. Quest nodded. "This letter is from him," the pro fessor continued. "You had better read it." The criminologist read it aloud. Le nora looked over his shoulder: To Prof. Edgar Ashleigh, New York. My Dear oni Your cemmunica tion gratifies and amazes me. I can sa) no more. It fell to your jot to the skeleton of the anth: a marvel. ous thing, in its way, a only its corollary to form the Greatest discov. ery since the dark ages. Now you tell me that in the person of last of the Inyamo race of South you have found that Soran You have sup. plied the missing link. You are in A yo. a definite' po "Mr. sition to give to the world logie The professor nodded deliberately as Quest finished the letter, he "Row, yerham you can understand," e said, "w t was necessary to keep Hartoo absolutely hidden. In a month's time my papers will be ready. 5 not a new page but a new volume across the history of sclence. 1 shall" A Craig sprang in, no longer the self contained, perfect n.an-servant, but with the face oi some wild creature. His shout was one almost ot agony. "The Lut, professor! The hut 1s on 1 fire!" he cried. His appearance on the threshold was like a flash. They heard his fly-4 ing feet down the hall, and without a moment's hesitation they all fol- lowed. The professor led the way down a narrow and concealed path, but when they reach~d the little clear ing in which the hut was situated, they were unable to 'approach any nearer. The place was a whirlwind of flame. The smell of kerosene was almost overpowering. The wild yell of the leopard rose'above the strange, half-human gibbering of the monkeys and the hoarse, bass calling of anoth- er voice, at the sound of which Le- nora and even Quest shuddered. Then, as they came, breathless, to a stand- still, they saw a strange thing. One sidé of the hut fell in, and almost im- mediately the leopard with a mighty spring, leaped from the place and ran howling into the undergrowth. The monkeys followed but they came straight for the professor, wringing their hands. They fawned at his feet as though trying to show him their scorched bodies. Then for a single moment they saw the form of the ape- man as -he struggled to follow the others. His strength failed him, how- ever. He fell backwards into the burn. ing chasm. The professor bade them farewell, an hour later, on the steps of the house. He seemed suddenly to have aged. "You have done your best, Mr. Quest," he said, "but fate has been too strong. Remember this, though. It is quite true that the cunning of Har too may have made it possible for him to have stolen the skeleton and to have brought it back to its hiding place, but it was jealousy--cruel, bru- tal, foul jealousy which smeared the walls of that hut with kerosene and set light to it. The work of a lite time, my dreams of scientific immor tality, have vanished in those flames." He turned slowly away from them and re-entered the house. Quest and Lenora made their way down the ave- nue ahd entered the automobile which was waiting for them, almost in si- lence. The latter glanced toward his companion, as they drove off. "Say, this has been a bit tough for you," he remarked. I'll have to call somewhere and get you a glass of wine." She tried to smile but hef strength was almost gone. They drove to a restaurant and sat there for some lit tle time." Lenora soon recovered her color. B8he even had courage to speak of the events of the afternoon when they re-entered the automobile. "Mr. Quest," Lenora murmured, "who do you suppose burned the hut down?" "If I don't say Craig, I suppose you will," he remarked. "I wonder wheth- er Laura's had any luck." They were greeted, as they entered Quest's room, by a familiar little tick- ing. Quest smiled with pleasure. "It's the pocket wireless," he de clared. "Let me takp down the mes- sage." He spelled it out to Lenora, who stood by his side: : Have joined Servants' club disguised as your butler. Cralg frequent visitor here ten years ago, comes now occasionally Thursday evenings most likely time. Shall wait here on chance of seeing him. "Good girl, that," Quest remarked. "She's a rare sticker, too." He turned away from the instru. ment and was crossing the room to- ward his cigar cabinet. Suddenly he stopped. He looked intently towards the sideboard. "What is it?" Lenora asked. He did not answer. She followdl the. direction of hig gaze. Exactly in the same spot as before reposed an- It Was. Mrs. Rheinholdt's Necklace. other but somewhat larger black box, of the same shape and material as the previous ome. ; "Say, who put that there?" he de- manded. Lenora shook her head. "1 Yocked the door when we went out," she assured him. Quest took the box into his hands 14 ramovad the id, It seemed half of cotton-wool. On the top were a few lines of writing and beneath them the signature of the parted Drop ali inv tion. The hands 0 og be pM thay Quest raised the cotton-wool. ory at the [{HILE FANILY IDEAL Theatre, Monday and Tuesday G18 THE coger rm "Fruit-a-fives™ Keeps Young And 01d In Splendid Health of 4. W. HAMMOND Esa. 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