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THE SEAL OF SECRECY | By EDWIN BAIRD, y CHAPTER V. Zuttermeister. A hasty examination showed that Judge Blackburn had been shot twice through the heart. That it was Mar- jorie's weapon which had inflicted the wounds seemed sufficiently clear when Quinn discovered that two of its chambers were emptied. Resolved to protect her at any cost, he quickly slipped the revolver into his overcoat pocket and, working swiftly, searched the desk until he found the sheet of blue note-paper. This he also pocketed. Thus, possess ing the only evidence against her, he experienced relief--but not for long. A sudden noise behind him caused Quinn to whirl around. He beheld in the doorway the new servant, Zutter- meister, watching him in a peculiarly offénsive way, Undoubtedly, he had seen ev ay move that Quinn had made. "Did Mr, McKinlock go out?" de- manded Quinn. "I don't know," "said the servant, looking pointedly at the overcoat pocket wherein Quinn had concealed the revolver. "You didn't see him leave?" "No." Quinn was thinking rapidly. If Me- Kinlock hadn't left the house, then it must have been he whom Quinn had seen climbing upon the roof from the baleony. "Is there a fire-escape on this build- ing?" he asked. "Good! Then he's still on the roof." At this moment the housekeeper--a stout, elderly woman--came puffing up the stairs, breathing heavily, and to her Quinn said: "Attend to Miss Blackburn. She's in the next room, unconscious.' Keep her quiet till the doctor arrives." And to Zuttermeister: "Call the police at once, then watch the house carefully and see that nobody leaves. Have the other servants search every room and closet. Look sharp!" Quinn moved to the open window and stepped out upon the balcony. Gripping the cornice above in both hands, he drew himself up to the roof. Creeping on all fours along the slip- pery surface of the flat roof, Quinn came upon an opening large enough to admit a man's body. Carefully in- specting all sides of the roof, he as- sured himself that no person could leave therefrom--and live to tell of it. Plainly, the fugitive had disappear- ed through the hole. Quinn promptly did likewise, and found himself in an attic which extended the full length of the house. Groping through the inky darkness, striking matches as he * went, he at last discovered an electric switch, and flooded the place with light. The attic was an admirable hiding place, but a thorough search disclosed nobody hiding there. Puzzled and keenly disappointed, Quinn descended to the third floor and searched two rear rooms without sue- cess. Attracted by the sound of voices, he started toward the front of the house. In: the study he found two police- men and a plain-clothes man, whom he knew by name, vainly endeavoring to get a connected story from the servants, all of them much excited save Zuttermeister, who stood a little apart from the others, saying nothing, but paying close heed to all that was sai Quinn asked him if the house had searched as he directed, and the man answered shortly: "I searched it Mosel --and found nothing." 'Qumn eyea nin narrowys He didn't like. the man's looks, nor his way x speaking, and yet he dared not reveal his suspicion, because--remembering the revolver--he knew he was in Tuucrmeisier's power. He turned to the h hou i How is ss "Blackburn?" "The doctor is with her mow, Mr. Quin, and she's resting quietly, I She was terribly upset." The. detective--a, thick-set, florid man named SWivan---greeted Quinn otns = a domed oT his Bo: Son iy to yoo To Et "We Bl ou Sure say it a the thought « of giving this all that happened in the Blackburn household since eight o'clock that evening, avoiding Marjorie's name or anything concerned therewith. He was anxiously striving to deflect sus- picion from the girl he loved, forget- ful in his sharp anxiety that he alone possessed any evidence against her. "Then you think I'd better pinch McKinlock ?" Sullivan asked. "Henry McKinlock is a pretty big man in this) town, Quinn." "Henry McKirflock," !' repeated Quinn, "was the last person 'seen with Judge Blackburn. He was in the judge's study at about twenty minubes past nine to-night. Fifteen minutes later the judge was killed, -I was back in the study five minutes after that. Mc- Kinlock had disappeared." "This long-faced fellow looks phony to me," said Sullivan, jerking a blunt thumb in the direction of Zutter- meister. "What d'you think?" "He's the one who announced Mec- Kinlock's return to the judge; and later he told me he'd searched the house as I directed." "He did, eh? Well, we'll see about that." The detective strode up to Zuttermeister and dropped his heavy hand on the servant's shoulder, "I'll take you along to the station!" Zuttermeister regarded him coldly. "On what charge?" he asked. "Don't ask foolish questions." "If you think I know who' commit- ted this crime," and Zuttermeister spoke with studied insolence, "you're badly mistaken. If you really want a clue to the murder--if you want to find the weapon that killed Judge Blackburn--Ilook in the right-hand pocket of that man's overcoat." And he leveled an accusing finger at Quinn, "How about it, Quinn?" the detec- tive asked. "Is he stalling, or telling the truth?" : Without a word Quinn took the pearl-handled revolver from his pocket and gave it to Sullivan who promptly "broke" it and noted the two empty chambers. "Well? Anything else?" "Yes," 'said Zuttermeister, as Quinn remained silent. "Look in his inside coat pocket, and you will find a sheet of blue note-paper, which he took from Judge Blackburn's desk--after the judge was murdered." Quinn silently handed over the anonymous note, penciled on Marjor- ie's stationery. The detective read it rthrough, with evident satisfaction, then carefully enclosed it in his pocketbook. "Who does this stuff belong to, Quinn 7" The harrassed young man, in a last desperate effort to. shield the girl he loved, stoutly declared he did" not know. "Then what'd you take it for?" de- manded Sullivan, "Because I wanted a scoop, of course. I knew if you fellows js hold of it first you'd give it to all the papers. I wanted something exclusive for The Star." : At this point Zuttermeister spoke again: "Both the note and the revolver," he faid, pronouncing his words dis- tinctly, "belong to Miss Marjorie Blackburn. Mr. Quinn, I think, will bear me out in that." Sullivan turned upon thé servant with a sharp interrogation: "How do you happen to know so much about this thing? Whom are you shielding, anyway?" "I know that the revolver belongs to Miss Blackburn becanse I saw it in her sitting room to-day. I know that the writing paper is hers because I carried a message for her this morn- ing, written on the same stationery." Thount: the § that country are strata from a to the offender. naval. officer 4s speaking of an occa: sion when the latter was visiting at the country house of a friend 'and a wellknown bark was heard e | the dcor of the room where the two | and' men sat, "Why, there's old Peter," officer. "Peter died since you were hefe last," replied his friend. A fox terrier that was in' the' Yoon whined and trembled violently. The | door was pushed open and the pad-pad of a big dog's feet on the floor was sald the '| heard. No dog was seen, but the in- '| visible ghost of 'one walked -to sthe hearthrug, shook itself and then flung itself heavily down, the jingle of its collar being distinctly audible, Scandinavian peasants firmly be- lieve in a "pale horse," which, when a man is about to die, comes and stands before the door of his house-- white, shadowy and ghostly in the night. When his last breath has been drawn he: must perforce mount the spectral steed and ride away, In the West Indies a sight of the "1 "rolling calf" presages death or' ter- rible misfortunes. The negroes are dreadfully afraid of possible encount- er with' it at night. It is white, .of enormous size and with eyes that blaze like hot coals. 4 William Thorp, a learned student otf such manifestations, writes of a phan- tom shark that haunts the waters about Nassau, in the Bahamas, where it is known as the "harbor master." 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Pale ghosts of ruined choirs, haunt. ing as Rheims, Yet from this weary waste are pop- pies glowing Red as the blood that drenched the blighted town, Red as the hearts that bled for France and freedom, > . Emblem 'of martyrs, desolation's crown. 'Twas the king's highway, ladies traversed, 'Where, on proud steed, with stately calm, they rode gal casket, Lies the wrecked glory of Chemin surely come back to bring. mi fortune || Andrew Lang quotes a 'wellitowss ed above d it} of the nis ps 5 ruins until | overlooked them. |, 4 by his 1 found a tree Er : the natives pointed out that the tree was covered with vines infested by that 'it therefore. would be plain suicide for anyone to gienpy to climb it. 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