action“? Lghmd nbtu zedy to DI’S .tore. 11189â€; I!“ muse: 'Iiberal education. Hargave no 301119 > beautiful whiskey and forgOt all about his fad. He is strangvand subtle, but. ,I talked him at his guard. He i830 ;ing to the Kirkleathams’ tonight- I gsaw the md stuck up. .I stuck some ‘ Iva-x into his keyhole aegie was switch- ;in3 0!! the lights.†And with an eye mm the waiters Raffles showed me a lakeleton key 'nery twisted and nintflmt my ï¬lm ofthe extra pint (I “afraid not“! "1131?) had made me dense. I looked from the key to Rallies with puckered “Mead. tor I happened to catch Sight of it in the mirror behind him. , “The Dowager Lady larkleatham.’ he whispered. “has diamonds.“ his 83 beans and likes to have maul-on. and goes to bed early, and hams who 11: town!" And now I 8:17. “The villain means to Agetahem from her!" "And I mean :to get them from the Villain." said Raffles, "or. rather 1"" share and mine.†, “Will he consent to a partnership? “We shall have him at our mercy. . Be daren’t refuse.†3 “Last Thursday night, when, if you remember we kept early hours be- Ecause I felt done. What was the use of telling you what I had up my sleeve, Bunny? It might have ended in ï¬zzle, as it still may. But Lord Ernest Bel- ville was addressing the meeting at Exeter Hall. I waited for him when a 083110? was â€er. dogged him home my editor to get the interview fdr next morning. What could be better -â€"for the alternative profession?" I inquired what the interview had drawing-room and ï¬ll my waistcoat pocketn'omtheeardtray. Itisan immense help in any little temporary impersonation. On’ Thursday night 1 sent up the card of a powerful wn't- er omnected with a. «powerful paper. HMrdEmesthadknownhiminthe tub I should have been obliged to confess to a. journalistic ruse. Luck- ily he didn’t, and I had been sent by “I should have â€thought,†he said, “that even you would have spotted a practice I never omit upon certain melons. I always pay a visit to the ' Hy journalistic jealousy was piqued to the quick. Meeting a scepticism I did not feel (for no outrage was be- ymd the pale of his impudence) I in- quired dryly which journal RaflIes had pretended to represent. It is‘ un- necessary to report his answer. I could not believe himwithout further explanation. to mg John’s Mansi‘ois' and liner- viewedhlminhisownroomsthere before he turned in.†“Youâ€"interviewed him?†I echoed “Whamâ€"and where?†of the Rope," “Rogue’s March.†Etc. your presence, Bum?) does not bore the world with them without ulterior mm 90 tar so good. What are :thla ohp’a motives? Does he want 10 Millage!!! No, he’s amne- body already. But is he rich? On toe emu-an, he's as poor as a rat for his position and apparently without 'the least ambition to be anything else. Certainly he won't enrich himself by makhg a public tad of what all sen~ sihle people are. agreed upon as it is. â€Then suddenly one gets one’s own old ideaâ€"the alternative profession. My cricketâ€"his Rational Drink! But it is no use jumping to conclusions. I must know more than the newspapers can tell me. Our aristocratic friend is forty and unmarried. What has he been doing all these years? How the devil was I to ï¬nd out?†By B. W. Homnng, Author of “Shsdow 'nocï¬fflg'iba'th. 11nd had 1531: "cham- pagne enoughâ€"how Rafles knew my measure’!-and I was ready and eager -i'or anything. Indeed, I did not wish towait tor the coflee, which was to Amateur Cracksman. 13¢ especially strong by order) of 3a; verything,†said Raffles. “Lord it had been a wanderer these :y years. Texas. Fiji, Australia. pect him of wives and families 1 three. But his manners are a m Lumberman's and Bobts are the best thing you ever put .a foot into. Comfortable, strong and durable; weafljery- proof, waterproof, snag proof. ' It!!! m5! POST. 'ou'll know them :by “the mark of quality†on all ï¬yles. railing to coniumpdon. Ayer’j Cherry rectum mm up the «king- com habit It strengthens, hem. An Emmweai‘umwit. . i .0 ‘,. The old cold goes; a nï¬â€™bne’qï¬icuy comes. It’s the story of {veal throng, "It Lord Ernest ï¬nds his rooms look- ed up he?! raise} Cain.†said Rama: “we must'let him come in and lock up for himself before my corner mm. But he won't come yet; if ho did it might be awkward, for they‘d toll him .down below what I told them. A new I†comes on at midnight. I «uncover- ed tht the other nlxht.†MY. PB! “Hudn't we better explore the whole place?†I suggested nervously. He had not even bolted the outer door. Nor would be when I culled his attention to the omission. "Chippendale of sorts, eh» Bunny? Not genuinerof course; but where can you get genuine Chippendale now, and who knows it when they see it? There’s no merit in mere“ antiquity. Yet the way people pose on the sub- ject! It a. thing's handsome and use- ful, end good cabinet-making, it’s good enough for me." 7 A While he spoke he was moving about the sitting-room, which was charmingly-furnished m the antique style, and making as many remarks as though 'he were an auctioneer's clerk with an inventory to prepare and a day to do it in, instead of a cracksman who might be surprised in his crib at any moment. “Now that’s interesting,†said Raf- fles,~ as soon as we were alone; “they can come in and clean when he is out. What if he keeps hiswag at the bank? By jove. that’s an idea for him! I don’t believe he’s getting rid of it; it’s all lying-low somewhere, it I'm not mistaken, and he's not-a. fool.†In a small way,-I'never knew old Rames do anything'~better. There was not an instant's demur. Lord Ernest Belville's rooms were at the top of the building, but we were in them as quickly as lift could carry and page- boy conduct us. And there was no need for the skeleton key after all: the boy opened the outer dbor with one of his own, and switched on the lights before leavingls. 7, U 7 _ 2mm; g9 49“ oonc fanfare?“ “Just left Lord Ernest at Lady Kirk- lmtham’s," said flames. “Gave me his key: and asked us to wait for him in his rooms. Will you send us up in the 11m†We had been seated some minutes when Big Ben sent a. languid chime over our heads to the stars. It was half-past 10 and a sultry night. Eleven had struck before Rallies awoke from his sullen reverie and recalled me from mine with a ‘slap on the back. In a couple or miputes we were in the lighted vestibule at the inner end of the courtyard of King John’s Man- sions. “It was a nearer thing than I euro about,†said he. “This seat will do.‘No, the next one’s further from a. lamp- post. Wewfllgivehimagoodhalt hour, and I don’t want to talk." His voice told me more than his words. It was strangely stern. “Was that himâ€"in the hansom?†“It was", “Well, then, the coast’s dean’iaid I comfortably. I was for turning back then and there, but Raffles forced me on with a hand that hardened on: my “Where on earth are you going?†I naturally exclaimed, “Into the park," said he. “We are too early.†John’s Mansions, as everybody kn are the oldest, the ugliest and the tallest block or flats in all London. But they are built upon a more gener- ous scale than has since become the rule and with a less studious regard for the economy of space. We were ~ about to drive into the spacious court. yard when the gatekeeper checked us in. order to let another hansam drin- out. it contained a middle-aged. man of the military type, like ourselves in evening dress. That much I saw as his hansom crossed our bows, because I could not help seeing it, but I should not have given the incident a second thought it it had not been for the ex- traordinary en‘ect upon Rallies. In an instant he was out upon the curb pay- ing the cabby, and in another he was leading me across the street away from the mansions. ï¬es. But on that he insisted. and it was between ‘10 and 11 when at last we were in our cab. “It would'be fatal to'be too early.†he ._said as we drove. “Onthe other hand, it would be dangerous to leave it too late. One must risk something. How I should love to drive down Pie cedilly and we'the lights! But un- necessary risks are another story." ’33. as. ‘OI. "Impossible to any But more than an we ever mat in all um- mm m: 1‘1} swear to. †“Man than when: It: mm mind with a. W “If this isn’t the tiara that Lady May was married in, said Ramos. “and that disappeared out of the room no changed in, while it rained confetti on the steps, I'll present it to her instead Oftheoneshelost. ' ‘ " ltwas stupid to keep these old gold spoons. valuable as they are; they mad. the diii'erenee in the weight ' ‘ Here we have probably the axon- worthy diamonds " " ‘ I don't know the history at those pearls ‘ ‘ ‘ This looks like one ï¬nally of fliert on the basin-stand, perhaps poor lady! And that}! the lot." Our are: met across the bed. ‘wnat’a it an man“ 1 used hoarsely. ‘ . He had deputed me to screw in the ends of the clubs. and to replace the latter kn the tender where we had found them. When I had ddne the conntemane was glittering with dia- monds vhere it was not shimmering withpeafls. 7 7 The clubs were as hollow .1: drink- ing-horns, the pair of them, for we went from one .to the other without pausing to undo the padded packets that-poured out upon the bed. These were deliciously heavy to the hand, yet thickly swathed in cotton-wool, so that some stuck together, retaining the shape of the cavity, as though they had been run out of a mould. And when we did open themâ€"but let Rules speak. A_ He had screwed the gimlet into the circular butt. close to the edge, and :now we were wrenching in opposite directions. For a moment or more nothing happened. Then all ‘ at once somethingxave, and Rattles swore an oath as soft as any prayer. And for the minute after that his hand went round andxound with the gimlet. as though he were grinding a piano- oraan, while the end wormed slowly out«on its delicate thread ot'flne hard “Hold him tight,†he whispered. smiling. “He’s not only a. better man than I thought him, Bunny, he’s hit upon a better dodge than ever I did. of its kind. Only I should have weight- ed them evenlyâ€"to a hair." He shook one club after the other, with both hands, close to his ear; then he examined their butt-ends under the electric light. I saw what he suspect- ed now, and caught the contagion of his suppressed excitement. Neither of us spoke. But Mes had taken out the portable toolbox that he called a knife, and always married, and as he opened the gimlet he handed me the club he held. Instinctively I tucked the small end under my arm, and pre- sented the other to Raï¬es. “They’re not heavy endugh for their size,†said he rapidly; “and I’ll take my oath they‘re not the same weight!†In Ill insmnt Raffles had seized the clubs. and was whirling them about his guy head in a mixture of childish pique and puerile bravado which I should have thought him altogether above. And suddenly as I watched him his faca- changed, sofbened, lit up, and he swung the clubs gently down upon the bed. I had borrowed his own tone, and he did not like it. They never do. I thought for a moment that Rames was going to strike meâ€"for the ï¬rst. and last time in his life. He could if he liked. My blood was up. I was ready to sendhim to the devil. And I em- phasized my offense by nodding and shrugging toward a pair or very large Indian clubs that stood in the render. on either side of the chimney up which I had presumed to glance. “I certainly sha’n’t leave you,†I re- torted, “to be knocked into the middle of next week by a better man than yourself.†“Then we stultlty ourselves down- stairs,†said Raffles. “No. I’ll be shot if I do! He may come in with the Kirkleatham diamonds! You do what you like, Bunny. but I don’t budge." “Thenhehasgotltinthebank,â€he growled. “I’ll swear I’ll: not mistaken in my man!" Ihad thetectnottodiflerwithhim there. But I could not help suggesting that now was our time to remedy any mistake we might have made. 'We were on. the right side of midnight still. Yet the room was very lightly fur- nished; and nothing was locked. We looked everywhere, but we looked in vain. The wardrobe was ï¬lled with hanging coats and trousers in a press, the drawers with the softest silk and ï¬nest linen. It was camp-bedstead that would not have unsettled an anchorite; there was no place for treasure there. I looked up the chimney, but Rallies told me nottoheafool, andaskedit I ever listened to what he said. There was no question about his temper now. I never knew him in a worse. "It's all right, old boy.†said he “but corridors have windows, too, and servants have eyes; and you and I aresupposedtobeintheotherroom. not in this. But‘cheer up, Bunny! This is the room; look at the extra bolt on the door; he’s had that put on, and there's an iron ladder to his window in case of lire! Way of escape ready against the hour of need; he’s a bet- ter man than I thought him, Bunny, after all. But you may bet your bot- tom dollar that it there's any Doodle in the flat it’s in this room." “Put it out again!†said Rallies ï¬ercely. He rose from the sill, drew "blind and curtain carefully, then switched on the light â€himself. It tell upon a race creased more in pity than in anger, and Ramos only slIook his head as I hung mine. There was but a bathroom beddes: no servant’s mm; neither ave neces- sary in King John’s Mansions. I thoughtltuwelltopnt'myheadin- side the bath-room while Ranies went into the bedroom, for I was tormented by the horrfble idea that the man mithtall this timebe concealed some where in the flat. But the bathroom blazed void in the electric light. I found m s hang! t f t)... .o..- 17 square women wagfngnoegroom win dow, for the room was still in dark- ness. I felt for the switch at the door. pooe I’ve been doing all this while? He keeps nothing in here. There isn't a; lock to the Chlppendale that you couldn’t pick with a pantie,- and not nlooeebonrdlnthefloor,for1m treading for one before the boy left us. Chimera no no in as place like this where they keep them swept for you. Yes, I'm quite ready to try his bed- {an m‘tnm mum in without ant nounw how. no. and haven'ttryltonwhanl’nhuou word with h1m.Unleu my maiden. m unfounded. I mean." “Isn’t it about time to test them?“ "My good Bunny. what do you any- On the antique sideboard. their size doubled by reflection in the polished mahogany lay a consent!“ chm-r. ct or two. and with it his eyebrowsâ€"end after it his stalwart frame as the club crashed back into the tender. And he stood at his full height. a courteous J(mt ironic smile under the cropped mustache, he looked what he was, criminal or not. “Scotland Yard?" said he. “That’s our affair, my lord." "'I didn't think they'd got it in them,†said Lord Ernest. "Now I recognize you, You’re iny interviewer. No. I didn’t think any or you fellows had got all that in you. Come into the other room. and I'll show you some- else. Oh, keep me covered by thin: all means. But look at thie!†“Lord Ernest Belvflle," said Rallies, “it’s no use. This is a loaded revolver, and 11 you toroe me I shall use it on' you as I would on any other desperate criminal. I am here to meet you for a series of robberies at the Duke of Dot-cheaters, Sir John Kenwonhy’a, and other noblemen's and gentleman's houses during the present season. You’d better drop whet you’ve got In your hand. It's empty}: _ _ _ - end, like a footman with a. stolen bot- tle. A good-looking, wen-built. iron- gray. iron-jawed man; but a fool and a. weaning at that moment. it he had never been either before. Lord est Belville crouchéd in Its glare th one Indian club helq by_th‘e It cannot hnve been longer before Lord Ernest came into his bedroom. Heavens, but my heart had not for- gotten how to thump! We were stand- ing near the door, and I could swear he touched me; then his boots creak- ed, there was a. rattle in the tenderâ€" and Rules switched on the light. "‘ "“9 ‘mâ€"I â€"‘- --"'â€"'- -' {8' the throat. I afterward found that had done the same with his own, but I did not hear him doing it. The one thing I heard in the bedroom was a tiny metach click. muflled and dead- ened in his overcoat pocket, and it not only removed my last tremor, but strung me to a higher pitch of excite- ment than ever. Yet I had no more conception of the game that Mes was deciding to play. and that I was to play with him in another minute. The next ï¬ve were horrible minutes. We heard the apostle of Rational Drink unlock one of the deep drawers in his antique sideboard. and sounds followed suspiciously like the splash of spirits and the steady stream from a. siphon. Never before or since did I experience such a thirst as assailed me at that moment, nor do I believe that many tropical explorers have known its equal. But I had Rallies with me, and histh was as steady andas cool as the hand of a trained nurse. That I know because he turned up the cellar-oi my 'overeoatm me. for seine reason;- and buttoned inst sure to ho cunt-lotto un- known or namolou vulc- floa. Tho nun. In tho manufacturar’o gumm- ofvaluo. If you want the but In brush» not in “Out with ltâ€"out with it!†whisper. ed Rallies in agony; and as I obeyed he picked me 01! my feet and swung me bodily but silently into the bed- room, just as the outer door opened. and a masterful step strode In. His words died away in a. whisper. g key was fumbling at the lock out- (19. “The sinner won’t dare to say a word when he does ï¬nd out.†remark- ed Rifles at Lord Ernest; "but that's noreasonwhyheshouid nndoutbe- tore he must. Everything's straight in here, I think; no, better leave the win- dow open as it was, and the blind up. Now out with the light. One peep at the other room. That’: all right, too. Out with the passage light, Bunny, while“ I open"â€" A brush that bean on It. handle the name of an old- establlohod and nibbl- maker. such .0 EM!!- I. We pocketed the things between us, cotton-wool and all, not because we wanted the latter. but to remove traces wanted the latter, but to remove all immediate traces at our really meritor- ious deed. “Partnership be damned!" cried Raf- fles, heartily. “Let's get out quicker we came in." "Andâ€"mus} it be a partnership?†I â€1:06.de a lugubrious voice at length. "But it’ll take ash. old chap!†Carter’s Little LiverPills. ABSOLUTE SEBUBITY. JBâ€"Iï¬wW’ wryâ€"mun" union-pl ’ was man HEADACHE. Imus-ammo! aeolian-HIM†Genuine ‘FII mums. m MINNIEâ€. nu ma um. M “RIVER“ III nu.“ SKII. NI mace-mm: acme turning Into With I7 ennui†â€patience 1 sale MW and other stock, shred the my ales entrusted 1 am will b. undue“ mun-n: ties of Victoria and Ontario. 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The 'Dieeovery' eon- tnlns no nleohol or hex-mini. thit-iom- drug. Ingredient: ell tinted on each mp in plein nglish. Sick neon e. especielly thoee loiterin- noting digestion and building up the and , controlling the cough And bringing o ut. healthy condition of the whole . Of course, it. mun not be to work miracles. It. will notcnro consumption except in its earlier m It_ will c_um_very_qeyere,obstin- Has the Golden Seal root. Stone root. Queen'g roqg and Blackpéeyybark jn In all cases where there is a. wasuug we of flesh. loss of \appeUte. with w stomech as in the early saga of consumption, there can be no doubt that gï¬zeujne gctqas njalpablo‘ nqtflth‘e and The glycerlne 01:1de in Dr. Pieree’s medicines greatly e enees the meal. cinal perties which lt extracts end holds solution much better than alco- hol would. It also possesses medicinal groperties of its own, being 3 valuable emuleen nutritive, antiseptic and anti- !erment. t adds grestly to the eflicacy of the Buck Cherrybark, Golden Seal root, Stone root and Queen's root. eon- talned in ‘Golden Medical Discovery†in snbdui chronic, or lingering coughs. bronchlnï¬, throat and lung attractions. to: all of which these 11 ms are recom- mgndeg by stsndgrd 1n_ ital authorities. GEORGE JACKSON, Rules mud a. hand toward the window, which stood wide open to the m can. . “I new Loin Ernest Belville,†said I with dignity. “Are you quite sure that he’s cleaned out?†Rattles was standing over me when I recovered consciousness. I lay stretch- eduponthebedacross which that blacnuard Belville had struck his bluish blow. The suit-case was on the iloor. but its dastardly owner had disappeared. “Is he zone? was my ï¬rst question. “Thank God you’re not, anyway!" replied Rafles, with what struck me then as mere iiippancy. I managed to raigemyselt upon one elbow. “You'd better not.†he reputed. milinx;andnowluwthntit!did InhouIdonlyahootintothebedor-my mleuJIilhendmon and suddenly I out his other hm doubled into e tin, coming up slowly over the nit-cue. “Help?! I celled teebly. “Help. fonooth! I begin to believe you are from the Yard,†he saidâ€"end his uppercnt came with the "yard." It caught me under the chin. It lifted me of my legs. I have a dim recollection dihecruh thntlmadeintnlling. “You'd better not kneenponmddeotthobod;“tt do it my hon Inform!†b“ toryouutt Iputthebedbetweonuwithoutt second’s dolly. I! PM!!! ï¬lm: sun-cue upon it. and mod “In" into it with t dejecmd 811': Inddouy. uhemfltfln‘thfln in. “mm mum (whichlmntch- mg),m3rlghthandcloledoverm barrelwithwhlchloovmdhlm. “You don't. corrupt me," I re nod thrown Inked teeth. 9 VIBE-green Incompubler'" in- gnrod Lord Ernest u we stood he. Andlmlettalonovlththatm- geronscrlmlnu! 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