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Muvr Warmly; Hung. m: u lrsl‘l'lliln bluw «leawusl 1.; mud. ‘l‘lwl‘n was nu pal". nu I. u nu Wiguuut emuliun at leaving ..1 m. erd hold an dear to him. \ ilnnulvl‘lndl ancilllfid t0 burst. in his lddzzx .tlhl lm sunk into the VOIJ With” uul d gruuu. .\\'\\, m falling. the hard. felt hat fu' wrl- dropped in front. of his face. llln- in“! wild muwment Of his head nth-.1 d nutward, but the savage gal :xn'n by his assailant brought :m- r 7:; slightly over his skull again. In Il'z‘ almost complete darkness of m.- gunfilgv, Mason could not see the dish: protection afforded to his vic- tim. uml the sledge-hammer blow he drlimmd with a life-preserver â€"that murdrxmus implement named so ut- trrly at, variance with its purpose - did nut reveal the presence of an; so he had fallen into a trap, cun- nixmly prepared by what fiendish ('nmbllxation of fact and artifice he had y.-t to’learn. Jocky Mason, the >kulkmg criminal of Johnson’s Mews. \\';.< lw in that man’s pow‘er? I'mlur such conditions a man llllllk“ quickly. Philip’s first order- ».i thuugllt was one of relief. He had lull- n into the clutches of an Eng- |I\l| hrigund. Mnnvy would settle tlu‘ difficulty, if all other means lnllul Obstat‘ Hp muck with a force that would 5m»: .runned an ox; it must have killml any man, be he the hardest <kuliwi aborigne that ever breathed. But 1? ~ stout rim of the hat, though frushri like an eggshell, took of a little of the leaden instrument’s tre- Hwneixub impact. Philip, though iuit.‘ inwxsible, was not dead. His fvmiuu m faculties were annimilated fur thu é‘mv ,but his head continued 313 Much-mg functions; and he Dre-:ltlw-i with imperceptible flutter- Jigs. )Iusw rose, panting with excite- mrm. 21mm! with satisfied hate. He liitcd m4 victim’s inert form with the ms;- of his great strength. "Cum an he shouted, and StrOde toward .‘L «1001‘, which he leked 0p- A Strp mundcd halting in the pas- f3” m.- nie r the soi-disant doctor, “W “M'- md shaking with the ague ":I irntrh .mle crime, stumbled after 31.5 mun- callous associate. Uncon- ?1"usl.v he kicked Philip’s hat to one éhle. He entered the room, an ap- uf‘ment With a boundless view of 50H hruat “I’hilip Anson,” hissed a man’s mu... "do you remember Jocky Ma- iUN he was grasped by the neck with brutal force, and some one knelt uu his back. “19 sea. Here there was more light than in the kitchm. The windows faced t0- ‘3Id the northwest, and the last ra- Nance of a setting sun illuminated wall on the right. . .. NW. there!” he gasped. “In this {1' "(\m': I have a light ?” said Phi- ;m “at. llt'ild screwed round to ascer- :i ”w doctor was following him. .wusv. whether of sight or mung he knew not. warned him 01 mm‘cmz‘lll war at hand, an impal- wmy (Hurt. a physical tension as o! 3 man laboring under extreme but frpfr'sfit‘tl excitement. H.- [and little heed to it. All the Surroundings in this weird dwelling so greatly at variance with his amicluptlulls that he partly expected to mu! further surprises. ‘ Dr. Williams did not answer. Phi- lip wivunCed a halting foot, a hesi- zuzing hand groping for a door. Inrtzultly a stout rope fell over 1m Siluuldf'rs, a noose was tightly drawn. and he was jerked violently to :he stunt: floor of the passage. ~ He :41 prune on his face, hurting his we ulnl mouth. The shock jarred him grvutly, but his hands, if not his mus. were free, and with the instinct hi svii-preseravtion that replaces all .thvr Sensations in moments of ex~ zmw- peril, he strove valiantly to mm . ~‘Ulllt‘ “61'" - v--~rr-- .0 ---- â€"â€"‘-'-â€"" h"men laughed with a snarl. . S“)? that, " he roared “Pull Pumlf together. Get some brandy '9 done In ywork. If youcan can’t do‘ "in“ let me finish it. ” ‘ Oh Just a moment! Give new" 2"“: the sight 0 {blood Get M e} Bind it round his neck Hini "I «"0‘ ”Here!” he gasped. “In thifi 331:; his faceâ€"I must. see his face! Efwn: still clasping his inammate H W4+++¢w¢w~tW W THURSDAY' JANUARY 7th. Mob. 0‘8 nu hit me rmon from behind. can't, mnnplain if I do the same. wnt. mu tn :1 living hell for ten nut, your fault that it wasn't, at I am jn-Igp and jury. and mm. \‘m aw dyingoâ€"dying; ‘3. yes.” he gurgled, half-stran- hy the livrcv pressure on his chair. He chanced to hold it by an uninjured part of the rim, and never thought of examining it. At last Grenier declared himself satisfied. “Wth do you think at the result ?" he demanded, facing about so that the other could see both Anson and himself. “First-rate. It would deceive his own mother.” A terrific rat-tat sounded on the outer door. A direct summons to the antenna]: regions could not have startled both Grenier was so busy with the mak- ing-up process that he did not notice what his companion was\ doing. His bent form shrouded the light, and Ma son placed the hat carelessly on a After placing the lamp on the table beside the mirror, he went back to the passage. Mason went toward the front kit- chen. Grenier did not care about being left alone, face to face with the pallid and naked form in the chair, but he set his teeth and repressed the tendency to rush after his confed- The latter, in returning, halted an instant. “Hello!” he cried. “Here’s his 1..-", But the light was growing very un‘ certain. “A lamp,” he said, querulously, for time sped and he had much to do; “bring a lamp quickly.” Philip‘s face was of a fine. classi~ cal type; Grenier. whose nose. mouth and chin were regular and pleasing. found the greatest difficulty in con- trolling the shitty, ferertâ€"like expres- sion of his eyes. Again, Philip had no mustache. The only costume he really liked to wear wa shis yachting uniform, and here he conformed to the standard of the navy. The shaven lip, of course, was helpful to his imitator. All that was needed was an artistic eye for the chief 'ef- fect, combined with a skilled use of his materials. And herein Grenier was an adept. Mason ,satiated and atupefied, ob- eyed his instructions like a minister ing ghoul. They undressed Philip wholly. and Gremer. rapidly denudx in: himnnlf of his boots and outer elothimz. donnnd Mum portions 9f Hm vietim’a mm. ‘qu Hm paint; tubing and Nina 9mg: nawaauriua a: an Qatar’s make-up Wui‘u pmdmfimk Grenier, facing a. mine rplueed on a table clone to Philip. begun to remodel hia own plastic famine: in close aimiiitude to to those of the unconscious man. He was greatly assisted by the fact that: in general contour they were not strikingly difleernt. “Yes. His coat first. Then his boots. Clothes or linen stained with blood to be burned, after cutting off all buttons. Now, I’m ready: I wil lnot funk any more.” His temperament linked the art- istic and criminal faculties in sinster combination, and he soon recovered his domination in a guilty partner- ship. It must have been the instinct of the pickpocket that led him to ap- propriate Philip’s silver watch, with its quaint shoe-lace attachment, be- fore he touched any other article. "Queer thing,” he commented. "A rich man might afford a better time- keeper.‘ But. there’s no accounting for tastes.” He procured a little note book and opened it with uncertain fingers. He glanced at a closely written page. The words danced before his vision, but he persevered. “Ah! I forgot. It will soon be all right. Besides, I knew I should be upset, so I have everything written down hereâ€"all fully thought out. There can be no mistake made then.” “Rot! He must go into the water naked in any case. The “idea is your I, own. “It will be dark soon,” growled Mason. “We must. undress him first you said.” “Yes. If his clothes are not blood- stained.” “Bring some brandy. white-liver. Do you want me to do everything?” This gruff voice awoke Grenier to trembling action. He went to a cup- board and procured a bottle. Mason having placed Anson in a chair and steadied his head against the wall. seized half a tumblerful of the neat spirit and drank it with gusto. The other ,gradually recovering his self- control ,was satisfied with a less po- tential draught. there was a glint of admiration in Mason’s eyes. Here was one with Anson’s face, wearing Anson’s clothes and addressing him in Anson’a voice. “That’s better," he-chuckled. “By Gâ€"â€"d, you_’re clever when your head He could not bring himself to say! “murdered”â€"an ugly word. "I fyou were not such a rnilksop. there would be no fear of his being recognized." But Grenier laughed a hollow and unconvincing laugh; nevertheless, it was a sign of recovery. “What nonsense we are talking. A naked man, floating, dead. in the North Sea. Who is he? Not Philip Anson .surely! Philip Anson is gayly gadding about England on his private affairs. Where is Green? and tell Green to bring my traps here instantly. I wish him to return to town on an urgent errand." Hunter, go “Yes. Come here to-day, in fact.” “I saw you, sir. Is the gentleman who drove you from Scandals stay- ing there, too ? I met him on the road, and he seemed to know me.’ Grenier silently anathematized his carelessness. Policemen in rural Yorkshire were not as common as po- licemen in Oxford Street. It was the same man whom he had encountered hours ago. “Oh. he’s a doctor. Yes. he re- sides in the Grange House.” “You won’t find much room for a party there, sir,” persisted the con- stable. 'I don’t remember the gen- tleman at all. What is his name i" is clear.” “Now be off for Green. You know what to say.” "You will be alone.~ Will you be afraid?” _ The sneer was the last Itimnhnt Grenier needed. “If you were called on to stand\in Philip Anson’ a boot: during the next “Perhaps. I hit hard enough, but this hat must have taken some 0! it. When you were busy, I thought his chest heaved slightly. And just now. when I carried him outside, he seem- ed to move.” “Rot!" , "It may be. I struck very hard.” Grenier sat up. “Even if you are right,” he mutter- ed, “it does not matter. He fell three hundred feet. The fall alone would kill him. And. if he is drowned, and the body is picked up, it is bett- er so. Don’t you see! »Even if he were recognized he would be drowned, notâ€"‘notâ€"â€"â€" Well, his death would be due to natural causes.” weekortendays,my¢oodtrien,” I heqpiefly ij‘you wonlfibe Sci “Notâ€"kill him? Whyâ€" he was deadâ€"in that. chairâ€"tor an hour.” Meson plaeed the lamp on a eentml table. Ila rays tell on Philip's lint. Something in its appearance enuaht lhe man‘s eye. He picked up the hat and examined it. critically. "Wnifi=juas a little whileâ€"4mm my beam; stop; galloping. That «Mound- ed hawk! h jarred my spine.” “"I‘akg mm more brandy.” “Haw can I? n in impossiblc. I haven‘t so} an_ mphgaad. like you.” _ “Do you know.” he said. after el- lenoe broken only by Grenier‘a deep breathing. "I tancy I didn’t kill him. Mason saw that his ally was nearly exhausted by the reaction. He grinned and cursed. "Of all the chickenahesrtedâ€"” But he went and dismissed the boy. Grenler threw himselt s6 lull length on the sofa. "What’s up new?” demanded Mn- wn, finding him prone. _ With quaking heart he listened to Mason’s heavy tread along the kit- chen. He clinched the back of a chair in the effort to calm himself by forcible means. Then he heard the unbolting of the door and the tele-. graph messenger’s prompt announce- ment: “Philip Anson, Esquire." Mason came to him carrying the telegram. “Abingdon counsels caution. Says there is some mistake. Much love. EVELYN.” That was all but it was a good deal. Grenier looked up with lack- luster eyes. He was almost fainting. “Send him away,” he murmured. “There is nothing to be done. In the n10rnimâ€"" Gienier subsided inta the chair he held. This time he was prostrated. He could scare open the flimpsy en- ve10pe. edge. For a few seconds they listen- ed. They thought they heard a splash; then Mason turned cooly to Grenier: “Is there any blood on my coat. P” “I can see none. Now, the door! '9’ Keep inside quick l" He rushed to another door and op- ened it. There was a balcony be- yond. It overhung the very lip oi the rock. Far beneath, the deep, blue sea shone, and naught else. Mason caught up Anson’ s limp form and ran with him to the bal- cony. With a mighty swing he threw him outward, clear of! the clifl’s Mason reached for the life-preserv- er with houible purpose. ' ' "No. no. No more noise. Quick. man. You must go to the door. 0n- ly summon me it necessary. 0h. What fearful chance had broughtto their door one who thus boldly de- manded admission ? Had their plans miscarried at this vital mom- ent ? Had Anson suspected some- thing and arranged that he should be fololwed by menu'sâ€"avengers 1’ The sheer agony oi tent restored Grenier‘s wits. He was not Grenier now, but Philip Anson. u very shaky and unnerved Philip Anson. it was true, but sumciently likelife to choke off doubting inquiries. He clutched Mason’s am end point- ed a quivering finger town-d Philip. "Out with him! This instant! The tidg in high!” "But. his face! If he is found- ed so imperatively? They were a mile and 3.113)! from the nearest h8- bitation ,four miles from a. village. What intmder'wu am who knock. I. the next Philip Anson Rodiviws. ' triemt” Nextmorinngllmtmdzedww Layouwo wouldbe Watmwbw new sinevery hour. 'oertninedthateuenhuqnitted the yended;mine Homdalnninfimetouwh _ . in: and Now. leave me}! thg M min. \ m: «menu me man “Dr. Williams. He is s genial sort of fellowâ€"nods to snybody. Take s cigar. Sorry I csnt’ ask you to go up snd have 3 drink. but there is illness in tho plsce.” The policeman paced on. gloomy outlines of the farm. “How myot’emmint’plwe. And who's yon duk-lookin' chop, I vou- der 1’ fly, but hit hoe would stop a clock!” - , hours ago. “Oh. he’s a doctor. Yes. he re- sides in the Grange Home.” “You won’t find much room for a He halted the policeman, and ques- tioned him about the locality, the di- rection of the roads, the villages on the coast. He explained pleasantly that he was a Londoner, and an ut- ter stranger in these parts. "What's that r" “Latin for a cop. You complained of my want of nerve. Watch me V ”'i‘hey went down the hill and ent- ered the rough country road that wound up from Bcarsdale to the cliff. Through the faint light of a num- mer‘a night they saw a man approach- 56:8 3:3..." 'Ammoh lo om o! the, gowmcm. Oh. I wlll bamboolle them rarely.“ “‘l‘hla bloomlna olmlty will help your 11 Mt. than)“ “You ire staying at the Gr Home ,sir ?" said the man in “Nothing better. Lei. m [0 out to: a little amli. Now. don‘t tor- aet. Addreu me a 'Mr . Amon‘. Get used to it. even it we are alone. And it. will be no harm should we happen to meet somebody.”. Grenier opened it. Mason looked over his shoulder. It was headed. "Annual report. of the Mary Anson Home for Destltute Boys.” Mason coarsely cursed both the home and its patron. But. Grenler laughed plensnntlyt _ _ A A .s- L "The very thing.” he cried. "Look here!” And he pointed ‘o in indornemem by the secretary. "For summer it Approved 0!.” “I will sign and Mum it. with a nice typeyvrmen” hug». ‘9‘IhOH'OW: It held the ordinary outfit of a gentleman who does not expect to pay a protracted visitâ€"an evening dress suit, a light overcoat, a. tweed suit. a small supply of boots and linen. A tiny dressing case fitted into a spe- cial receptacle, and on top of this reposed a. folded document. He was 'duietly smoking a cigar, and practicing Philip’s voice between the puffs, when Mason returned with the valet. The scene, carefully rehearsed by Grenier in all its details, passed off with gratifying success. Putting with satisfaction, the chief scoundrel of the pair left in the Grange House by the astonished servant, began to overhaul the contents of Philip's “The last rock out of the path,” he cried aloud. “That saves two days. The bait took. By jove! I’m in the way of luck!’ There was no need to write to Phi- lip's bank for a fresh book, which was his first daring expedient. He seated himself at a table and wrote Pihlp's signature several times to test his hand. At last it was steady. Then he put a match to a fire all ready for writing, and burn- ed Philip's hat, collar, shirt. under- wear; also the blood-stained towel. When the mass of clothing was smouldering black and red he threw a fresh supply of coal on top of it. dogeut rattling down the hill. He commenced with an inventory of Philip's pockets. His eyes spukled at the sight of a well-filled pocketbook. with s hundred pounds in notes stufled therein. cards. s small collection of letters. nnd other odds sud ends. Among Philip's books was Evelyn's hurried note of that morning. and on it o penciled memorandum: “Sharpe left for Devonshire yestero day. Lady M. wrote trom ’York- “That was C nest stroke,” thought Grenier. with u smileâ€"when he unil- ed be least resembled Philip. "Be- mic unused mutter: with Shape. I will know to-morow at York.” A check book in another pocket in: u man of “hire. Anson went 3t once to the Mordnda’ solicitors. I was sure of it. I wonder how Jim. added to his joy. NeVertheless. he quitted that chem- berofdeath.m'“hhim‘n that he needed. and hurrying over the task while he could yet hear the it was a policeman. "Abait omen,” said Grenier, soft. CHAPTER XIX. \DD at the I. “My nnme may be known to you,” he said to the officis), ot. the some timehnndinghimhiscerd. "I suppose I can flute: myseli with the definite article. I am saying heresometewdus,nndwishtocorry out oertsin muons requiring largesnnuoimoney. I’mbeghd tosctthronghyonrhenk onspeeisl terms. dmbropenincsshort mm.” ‘ “Wevinbedeligfled.” "Iwmwriieschectnoviotive WMIMMM The second, to Mr. Abingdon: “Your message '11th 1““ Ath- erley noted. Please suspend all in- quiries. um: quite .nntomen- Will explnin 1.3a. Andrea today. su- uon Hotel. York. “ARBOR” Then he entered n bunk sud uked {or patched two telegrams. The first to Evelyn: “Will remain in the North for a few days. Too busy to write to-dey. Full letter to-momrrow. Love. "PHILIP.” Yes. It read: "Family still at Penance. Per. waded friend that letter was only in- tended to create unpleasantness with uncle. He took same view and re- turned to town. Will say nothing." Unsigned. it came from a. town On arriving at York, Grenier secur- ed a palatial suite at the Station Ho tel, entering his name in the register as “Philip Anacn.’ .long'wait at the arilway station. and during the slow hours of the journey to London. He drer to. the post office and asked if there was any message for “Greniet.” John and William Meson. even if they lived. did not know he was their lather. They were lost to him utterly. Curse Philip Anson. Let him be forgotten anyway. Yet he contrived to think to him during the nine weary miles over the moor. during the "v 0! pity tor his victim he had not a jot. Hui Philip _Auaon piti_o(i_ pim. or his Vite or his two children. They. too. were dead. in all probab- ility. While in London he had made every son 0! inquiry. but always en- countered a blank wall of negation. 13m Manson was: mu inflated. Bot- m havé burial the corpse on the lonely tum =2 In the «Men {or choice. Then um would know just when he was. he. m was too vague. "A naked man found in the sea â€" and he may never be foundâ€"has not neceuarlly been thrown from a bal- cony three hundred tee: above on level. The notion Ia grotesque. No conniabnlary brain could conceive it And who in he? Not Philip Anson. Philip Anson la alive. Not Dr. Wil llama; any Beanaiale man will say that. And you heal Mend. Macon. would not take him for you. > His experiences of the previous night were not pleasant. Neither he nor Grenier went to bed. They doz- ed uneasily in chairs until daylight. and then they admitted that they had committed Anson's body to the deep in a moment of unreasoning panic. He might be found. and. even it were not identified, that confounded policeman might be moved to invest- igate the proceedings of the curious visitors to Grange House. That was the weak part of the u- mor, but Grenier refused to admit the flaw. He and “Dr. Williams" were the only residents even slightly known to the distant village. Such stores as they needed had been paid for. The house was hired for a month by an agent in the county town, and the rent paid in advance. It was not clear who owned the place. The agent kept it on his books until some one should claim it. As the murderer walked and smok- ed his reflections were not. quite cheerful, now that. he could cry “quits” with Philip Anson. There was little fear of comment or inquiry caused by the disappearance of the inhabitants of the Grme House. to London. and travel straight through. arriving at the capita‘ late st night. and not making the slight- est attempt to communicate with Grenier en route. und not out gain. other locking the door acutely. tor a long trump over the moor. Nine miles of mountain road would bring him to mthet line of railway. Thence he would book A porter was 31.0 teed luviuhly. and the stetion mute: was urbunity itself as he exphined the juncttom end the time London would be resch- Left to himsel! Meson headed over the decent to the hoetler gt the inn. paid for his hire. end spin walked to the deserted term. He surveyed ev- ery inch of the ground floor. careful- ly nked over the “he: in the grate. mubbed the pause with e hard broom sud vim, bucked tome (cw portend belonging. it} 1 ml! by. Me with his 1w, consist- ing of Philip's portmmteeu and his own. We: with e hetbox. He touched his cap to Grenier. when the letteremiledefltblyonhim from the luxury of e first-clue cer- riege, end he pocketed e tip with e At ‘. He lit a cigarette with the mea- post office he dis. “Stupid of me to omit Address. Your concluding sentence mixed up in bulimia-ion. Meaning not qum cleft. Am teeling so lonely. deed efictive. They had certainly spoiled hsi dinner. He had steeled himself against every possible form of surprise, ‘but he was forced to ad- mit that during the next three days he must succeed in persuading Ev. elyn Atherley that Philip Anson was alive ,and engaged in important met- ters in Yorkshire. That was imper- ativeâ€"was his scheme to be wrecked by a blue stom ? Moreover. her query must be an- swered. His promise to write was. 0! course. a mere device. It would be manilestly absurd to send her a typewritten letter. and. excellently as he could copy Philip's signature. he dared not put his skill as a forget tothetestolinditingalettertoher. no matter how brief. Finally he hit PHILIP. ope and telegraphed: Then he tried to resume his din- “Documents forwarded this morn- ner. but his appetite was gone. ing. Pleaav meet wishes express -5 In paw facilities. owing to its pc- in letter.” sition on 1 main line. York is well "Surely," he reflected ,“Abingdon served tuba London At 0 pm. two will not. give another thought to my . package and re- Wms. Phil’p Ans¢1 ‘cis not him. 3 boy in leading strings." the W was from It. Ablngdon. He wired to Evelyn: B hid! ”how his Wyn “Sorry for misunderstanding. Blue nut-d find 3 an in the Wm. Atom must wait until my return." “MK! Mp W. had in- 7 (Confined from page 3.) E E E “You forgot to send your address but Mr. Abingdon gave it to me. So grieved you are detained. What of the blue atom? EVELYN. Did ever woman invent more tan- tailzing question than that conclud- in; one? What was a blue atom? No doubt, creation‘s scheme included blue atoms, as black ones and red ones. But why this reference to any particular atom ? He tried the words in every possible variety of meaning. He gave them the dignity of capitals. BLUE ATOM. They became more inexplicable. In one respect they were in- Naturally. he knew nothing at the conversation between the two men on this very topic a couple a! months earier. But ~ Langdon'a ample ednleuions had clearly revealed Philip’a.attitude and the unscrupnoua acoundrel was willing to dare all in his attempt to gain a fortune. The maoludhu wtvmw to thv Mary Amun Route mu mum. lw unnamed. while tho main budy u! tlw latter dealt in sale wliorulitieu. â€" While he was dining a telegram was handed to him: "PHILIP ANBON.” Orenler dictated this pplalle from n awfully composed comm He understood the wry friendly rela- iiom that. nxiuiml boiwoon Philip and MI! «laid «out. uml lw thought that in adoptilu is nomimmlugviiv lranltly. Miwni mun. lip wail mill- ing ilw right lwy. “Write me here if necessary, but kindly keep back all business or other communication, save those of a very urgent character, for at least a week or perhaps ten days. "Sory for this enforced absence absence from town. It simply can- not be aVOided, and I am sure you will leave a detailed explanation un- til we meet. I have signed the in closed annual report of home. Will you kindly forward it to the eecre- tary P Youra sincerely. portant private business in the North of England. and have opened temp- orary accounts with the â€"- Bank in York and the â€" Bank in Leeds, and I shall need a considerable sum of ready money. Possibly I may al- so open acocunts in Bradford and Shemeld. To-day I have drawn two cheques for five thousand pounds each. Kindly let me know by return the current balance to my credit, as I dislike overdraits and would pre- fer to realize some securities.”. The next letter ran: “My Dear Abingdon: Excuse a typewriter. but I am horribly busy. The-.Morlands' afiair is a purely ia- mily and personal one; it brings in- to activity circumstances dating far back in my life and in the lives of my parents. Sir Philip is not dying nor even dangerously ill. Lady Louisa is in Yorkshire, and I am making arangements which will close a long-standing feud. ionsire. who headed thoussnds so readily. it was needless. Moreover. his procedure was unexoeptionsbleâ€" strictly scoot-ding to-bsnklng business Greater rushed of! to the station, csught I train for Leeds. went to the bunk o! s diflerent company with diflerent scents. end carried through the some maneuver. He returned to York and secured the services of the hotel typist. He wrote to Philip's banker-3.: The bank menace: named him there would be no difliculty whomev- er under such condition. Grenier obtnined his pucbook end check book. other writing a. check on London helore the other man‘s eyes. For a mull mount. an “on would have been neoe the cm 0‘ Philip Anson. to my credit. soon as possible and! we any My utter Mor- row?" “Thu is quite possible. We will me ell expedition.” “flunk you. You under-mud. ibis is merely e preliminary. I will need n much later sum. but I will pey in my check me: lieu-inc from London. I m not quite sure nbout the unount of my private bnlnnee at the moment." mount. an intrdoucâ€" some very im- This was excellent. The banker would see it. A few printed lines wry weight in such matters. Then he signed the leases, dis pitched them in a typewritten envel- ope end telegnphed: "Documents forwsrded this morn- ing. Plea» meet wishes erg-rend But he was a hardy rogue where conscience was concerned. and he swore himself to sleep again. Rest he must have. He must arise With steady head and clear brain. He was early alstir. His first act was to send (or the Yorkshire mom- ing papers. They contained no news of Philip Anson dead, but the local sheet chroniceld his arrival at York. And the wages of sin is death! The drama insisted on the full measure of Biblical accuracy. Altogether, Grenier lay down to rest under un- enviable conditions. es. Each time he wéé awakened by the shock. Before going to bed .he wound Phi lip's watch. He examined it now with [greater interest than he had bestowed on it hitherto. Although silver, it appeared to be a good one. He opened the case to examine the works. inside there waa an inscription: He dreamed that he was falling down precipices, and striking sheets of blue water with appalling splash- He looked back through the soiled leaves of a sordid record, and found that he was acting in a xmelodrama entitled “The Wages of Sin.” Beneath was the date of Megan's capture. “Where was I ten years ago ?" he “Presented to Philip Anson, aged fifteen years, by the officers and men of the Whitechapel Diwsion of the Metropolitan Police as a token of their admiration for his bravery in assisting to arrest a notorious burg- lar." Hill nommmliw. hoping to “bum ulwp 1mm olmmmgun. vuuuuumj um 003mm at :1 mm" mm» in My: had- room. whiln lw wamwd the mlumu. of the Juan! awning paprra £ur any Ntawnoe to a Seaside Mystery" on the Yorkshire coast. There was none. Auson'u body had not been recovered yet. “What’s up. now P" he muttered. "Am-way. (imam was right. Thin [WM me u out firm: alibi. ‘1‘" ac- knowlpd‘n it M anon.” The following day it was Mason’s duty to report himself under his tic- ket-oi-leave, but it was quite unusu- al for the police to give a prelimin- ary warning in this respect. Failure on his part means armsi. That was all the omriala looked after. At that moment Jock Mason, bee- tle-browed and resentful ,was reading a. letter which reached his lodgings two hours before his arrival, in an envelope bearing the ominous ini- tialsâ€"O. H. M. S. “Sir: Kindly make it convenient to attend here to-morrow (Waning at. 8 pm. Yours truly, It was from the Southwark Police Station. again without disturbing any of the other contents, and handed the key to the butler, who placed it in the silver pantry. In the solitude of his room, Gren- ier burst the lock. The rascal re- ceived one of the greatest shocks he ever had.â€"a quantity of old clothing. some worn boots, :1 ball of twine, a bed covering, a big, iron yek, the tat- tered letters, and a variety of odds and ends that would have found no corner in a respectable rag shOp. He burst into a fit of hysterical laughter. By a late train Philip's portman- teau arrived. It was locked, and the key reposed in the safe. Green, it ultimately transpired, solemnly Open- ed the safe in the presence of the housekeeper and butler, locking it The man grinned. “Is that anoth- er name for D. T's, sir ?” Grenier gave it. up, and resolved to postpone a decision until next morn- form inspector. “By th'e way," he said, calmly. ‘did you ever hear of anything called a blue atom ?" m ? EVELYN. Blue Atom was sssuming spectral dimensions. He cursed the thing fluently It was high priced, a. joy, alone in solitary glory. What could it be? He strolled into the station. and entered into conversstion with s plat- “In the hurry of your departure yerterdey.” she wrote, “we forgotto mention Blue Atom. What is your opinion ? The price is high ,certnin- 1y. but. then, picture the joy of itâ€" the only one in the world !” And ,again, come another messoge: “I referred to Blue Atom, of course. What. did the post oflioe make it in- formed him. in response to guide}! inquiries, that the baronet was ex- ceedingly well 03, and called nt- tention to some important lenses in- closed which required his signature. The other note wns from Evelyn It was fiender and loving, and contain mystiliution of her telegu'm. T BRADLEY. Inspector. v- :0» M65 mast. 3 ty nan .