* CH “Well, about that,” 's ear while he looked at them didn’t see him; they were laughing and talking together, but he could- *t ‘a’ mn more kerflummuxed if he'd seen thé Old Nick himeelf.” “Was he soprpensty ag ager nl “I don‘t think so e didn’ @eem either glad or se, ee cially, only just struck. That is I], taat doesn’t eecm to amount to much,” Stone sighed wearily. ‘‘Hello, here’s Myrtle. We seem to get, clean towels every hour On th hou “That in't why Myrt shows up 60 frequent,” Tubby eaid, and, langhing R Myrtle glanced at. him What had happened? This man was ae of the sort to Spt sudden tits | f illness, nor did he ill. But there was no chokes for her, Stone said go, and she went, Then Fleming Stone began to piece things together. rrett Folsom had dolls who looked like the women he had loved. The one he had declared he loved best was the exact image of Madeline Barron. Moreover, Folsom had declared that this doll, the one that look me Mrs. Barron, was best love, nd that he yon yet have her for hi s own aga This implied that he had former- er and— a he went aw y love “Myrtle,” the detective said to the Where was it all leading? a chambermaid, “I suppose you know Clearly, Myrtle had never connec- nothing of 7 = that you hav- en't told, do y & spick- spe eck,” “Wish I did. * declared the I'd be rich it Uj! questions that’s red at me ever since the poor aman die “He wae nice to yo “He was a gentleman, by Foleom He wae nice, if ¥ erous with his money. mannered. But if you mean thing like petting or silly talk. no.” ta you only saw him once or ” be silly that way. The only a ways he had was this doll racket She looked around at still seattered about the room, and going to one of them changed ite Position to = she deemed a more picturesque po “Yon're tond. ‘of them?” Stone gaid, as she fingered the short skirts and maa om legs of the doll. she declarol. “As a baby: I sa aes crazy about dolle. I had dozens of them, though none, of course, except cheap ones. An even as I grew older J didn’t out- grow my love for dolls. these began to be or three, put they are not the expenStve kind like these. You know, they mak imitations that are quite dear, but nothing of this sort le made over here. These are all aseur dolls, or imported ones, any- ay Myrtle talked, she caressed and played with the dolls, and Stone watched her curiously. Yet it was only the admiration of a child who loved dolls, mingied with the natural feminine celight in ee fabrice and harmonious color ‘ “Pelton gave you one dolls, 1 hear,” he said. pretty as these? these ““Was it as “Beautiful!’’ Myrtle turned rapt eyes to him “It was the one Mr. Folsom loved best. Mr. Pelton let me take my choice and 50 I took that one. 3Oh, it’s beautiful.” “Will you let me see it, Myrtle? Where is.it?” . my room. Yes, sir, I'll get °° ere rant away und returned with the d corte is my hour off " she explain- ed. “Mr. Pelton said he didnt mind if I came in here and played with the dolls, eo long as I don't touch anything else. This po one he gave me. Isn't she lovel Fieming acne took he doll in his hands and stared at it, For : moment he was speechless, Then b * ‘Did. you tell me this Folsom’s me orite “Yes, sir. I think it reminded him of somebody he loved. For he talk- ed to it and said: ‘Youre mine— you ehall be mine again— and for- ever!’ or some such words at that. Oh, yea, he loved this one best. Stone saw the doll was the very image of Madeline oo. “Go away now, Myrtl Stone said, speaking, as she eaid “aftar@ard, like a man in a dream. “Go away, Myrtle. Here, take your doll. I daresay. Mr. Pelton will give you an- other. ~ he doesn't I will. But go away n was Mr. se the appearance of this-doll with e beautiful Mrs. Barron. But then My. rtle doubtless did not know Made- The Barrons’ Kooms were not on "Myrtle" s floor, and the girl had no way of eeeing her, as her duties nev- r — her to the lounge or dining Tubby might — the resem- blance, aor a boy uld nor notice such thin For a ~<a Stone was so shock- ed, e buy the doll from her and burn it up. ret he could not, in honesty, sup- press such a definite lead. He shrank from the job of plecing things tegether, but had to be the dolls,| done First he thought up everything he knew about Madeline Barron. It wasn't much, but it was definite. To begin with he remembered her unwillingnees to talk on the subject of Folsom’s. death. When he had asked few about it, she had become so nervous- ly excited as to be almost nyeterical. hen he had taxed her with T a} this, she had declared it was pecause she was sympathetic with Folsom’s sister, and phew. But further probing had brought out an assertion that her unrest was because of worry lest Croydon Sears ibe suspected of the crime. ben, too, she had stated that she about a real stranger Well this meant much, but it all went to prove that Made line Barron had a secret trouble that was not her nearest friends. Any way, it had to be looked into, the doll's resemblance to te be the merest chance. risk hike.on the seemed to be indicated, am aigh mane went out to take it. As he passed the squad of empty sudden thought struc Hie turned to the group er idle but alertly watchful chair-pushers, and said: “Listen ~— here, boye. of you take Folsom out chair the Pate ‘he was here? know, the man who was killed fm the ocean.” Did any in a and “No, sir,’ came from various disinterested hearers, and tone was about to go on his way, when the sight of his hand sugges- tively in his pocket re the mem- ory of one o tthe puehmer say, Boss,” he rorentearel, “that Mr. Folsom, he didn't go out in no chair that night, but he came home In one.’ *‘What?" Stone's hand sank deep er in his pocket and some coins clink ed pleasantly. ‘Don't make up any- thing, now, _that eal do.” sir,” the earnest voice betokened truth, Woe that gentle- man, he came rig here door, about the dale of the "bout ten o'clock.” “Was he alone? “Yes, sir, all alone. ‘al “There's a dollar, my man, and if you can find for me the chair man eve- who brought him here, I'll double it.’ CHAPTER XLVIl “I know him,” the man told Stone It was Bill Bramber “Can you take me to him— now?” “Guess: s6o—if you'll fix it with the boss Stone fixed it and they went forth. His guide soon located Bill, who chanced to be idle, and was by no means averse to anything “Yes, sir,’ he “I remember the matter well. Yo i ady was my passenger, a real swell one—"’ “Alone? “Yes, sir, all alone. Said she just wanted a breath of airand a Uttle rest from folks, or sumpin’ Hike that. Well, I rolled atopped me and he got in with the lady, and told me «to roll on. down to the end of the route, and then turned back again. We'd.n ly reached the Majusaca, when the gentleman calls out for me. to stop, and then the lady got. ont into another ch. “I didn’t then, Mister, but gay. I found it Nie: the very chap © was murdered in the ocean!" need did you never tell this to 1 Léabody asked me anything about &. Teowldart wee as It ba couldn't ee a8 any, jon the murder and ett no eek to sharply.’ simple questions; shared by her husband or perhaps—and Stone hoped—it would turn out to mean nothing and boardwaly I don’t need to know details. with a chairs vv the great nee SURERESS aj that to this) over a gentleman! As|I as to viageets Stone said, jr keep ys ee quiet. Nem continue ‘to 80. uthor- ity, and you'll wat in no tretbis it you say nothing. But peep one word of it, and you'll be in such trouble as you've never dreamed of. See?” Bramber. saw, and. egged on by a miedink influence, willingly agreed to keep his own counse’ “What a revelation,” though{t Stone as he walked away. ‘“‘Made- "you did with Folsom that night, and sreak- ing into the hotel by herself. Looks pretty positive, but nothing's positive till it’s prove d the astute sleuth but known it, his suspicions were at that very moment being proved up to the hilt. The Barrons, in their own suite, were dressing for luncheon, when Madeline’s composure gave way. “Ned,"’ she cried, in a sort of brok- en wail, “I can’t ca it! pst tad “Of course, yo can't, arling. I've only been waiting for hte, break. — to come. knew meant ome, but I didn’t want to. force canons I've seen every bit of your struggle, followed every etep of your way, for the last few days! I know you so well, sweetheart, every tone of your voice, every look in your dear eyes—and now, are you ready ,| to tell me all about it?” But Madeline, shaking with sot eak. Barron took her in his arms and drew her down to the couch, while he petted and soothed he whole form unable to her iS, Was “Pretly bad, is it, dear? Well, wait till your ready to ta The great, enveloping love that was hers, instead of helping Made- line, seemed rather to make her ° tress greater, but the wise and good man beside her only held her gently i line Barron secretly riding in a chair to him, and now and then whispered an encouraging r “Dear little Maddy," he _ said, “say what you want to, when you feel like it, only remember, dearest, no matter what it fs, no metter what you have to tell me, nothing can shake my love for you the least mite. And, remember, too, that I am here for you to lean on. Here to protect you from any danger or any trouble. had absolutely no acquaintance with|Got that? Well, then, aren‘t you Garrett Folsom, and knew nothing of! nearly ready to beets him save what she had heard since “It's about—a his tragic death. She had deeply “Yes, Madeline Teo Gatrett resented his queries, so deeply that it Folsom. - began now to seem she could scarce- “How did you know? ly have been so annoyed at inquiries “I didn't know. But when you go white if his name is mentioned and are nervous and restless ever since that tragedy. I can’t help knowing there’ s some connection.’ “There is." Madeline suddenly at up straight and looked at him. “There is, Ned, and I'm going to tell you all about it and then you can do with me as you see fit. “Before you begin, dear, let me assure you that you needn't tell me, You were, in some way, treated badly by im, and now it’s all past and over Shall we just let it go at “I'm afraid we ~~ Ned. I think I acon have to tel well th We’ 1] skip lun- cheon for the present, anyway, and get this over first. Go on, now." He held her in his arms, his lips u/ pressed to the top of her curly, bob- bed head, and though his heart was torn with apprehension he listened steadily and quietly while she spoke. ‘You didn't know me long ago, Ned,"’ she said, slowly, “but I Was a stenographer—" Oh. I knew that. “Well, ZB was pietenehis to Gar- rett Fols His ann, tightened a rr vulsively, but he said no “An d—he—he married peel ‘No, that's it—he didn’t . pretended 1 o—"’ adeline, what are you ae boatt Have you lost your m “I wish I had. Keep still, Ned, and let me get this took me away with him and pretended to marry me, but. it was a mock marriage. And then— then Father came and resened me— just In time. He, Mr..Folsom I mean, didn't know father, and didn't see eg a Father got me away from the “You con- ” But he hadn't been alone with bim : “Not for a minute!" Madeline looked straight into her husband's eyes and he read truth there. “Fath- er wanted to kill him, but he realized that any revenge or punishment would and al make it worse for me than it then, I m ou. daritn iitete girl, bearin this falone ever since! I poe you had told me long ago and saved your own dear self these years of secret sor- row. For I know it has been a sor- ph to you. Now, Madeline, is that all?” “Yes, Ned, that’s all.” “That's why he kept looking over at you, in the ocean that morning?” “Yes; oh, Ned, when ft ssw him come in the night before, I thought should scream, And tne: out, as you know, for a cnair ride: by my Phat’ I sometimes did that, you neyes, I liked to see you do it once in a while, It always seemed to give Rey new outlook or something.”’ bring sth up with a round turn, Well, went o a “And he said unless I left you and ment away with Hin he ister g pub-| ~ ae on el only bring my name into it]}in it n I went what it w I did it when L.needed . to| past have TIO) RADIO, AUTO AND AND AIRPLANE. Blyth, Ont., Nov. Hot .& i sega ‘Star report.)—-Two este north ‘this tet soe is a woman Soar se: ¥ Doyle activities urcuaet her into the timelight ana recall to the townspeople a number of cases in which her clairvoyance has alies in ithe apprehension of criminals. Latest’ among her manifestations - the whereabouts as she saw it to Gucied hiicener” Judd, High Con- stable Wharton and Provincial Con- otuble Mennieef Middlesex county. The woman w es these allegedly marvellous powers is Miss Margargit Pollock, a spinster of about of inacceseability of their farm from the town is no dis- epuragement to the ‘hundreds who Order Before the Cold Snap T took Mother Earth thoue- ands of years to make that lump of Coal, but it wae worth waiting for. supplied at value-giving prices. Robert Oliver Car of Prince Edward Island White ~ Grade A Potatoes will arrive next week. Considered “best Potatoes grown in Sectire your winter supply from the car. ‘Lio e have sought her a The Star reporter visited Miss — lock and enroute to her home lea ed from the hackney driver that po recently she had aided in the recov- ery of a quantity of stolen grain with the resultant apprehens of thief and his incarceration for period of months grain tad been stolen on several visits, accord- ing to the driver, and the victim appealed to Miss Pollock. he told the man to follow the trail and he would find all of his grain. e oaten trail was found, the grain recovered, and the thief jailed. ollock farmhouse, nome of the seeress and her brother since they were children, lies back of roadway. It is surrounded by trees, now gaunt and leaflesss tn me first spell of winter. On the broad front verandah were stacked the car in a ewirl of snow and sought safety in the newly plowed field. companion tall, moustached man, quiet yet cor- dial in his manner. few seconds n the dining-room kitchen, cheerily warmed by a cordwood burner, and Miss Pollock entered, a dark-haired woman, with piercing brown eyco. She was dressed in a brown check- ed dress and a gray knitted sweater, frayed at the elbows, for which she apologized, in that callers were not expected on such a blustery day. Typical Farm “Parlor.” Learning the regseon for the visit, Miss Pollock invited the reporter in- to the parlor, one typical of a farm- house, with old-fashioned ‘sofa and mohair chairs, ofl paintings of views and pastoral scenes, its omni- Miss Pollock demonstrated her method of receiv- ing manifestations. She took a fountain pen, with which the report- er was toying, explaining ‘that touch with come personal object brought her into proximity with the rson’s surroundings. Quite accurately she detailed some of the events and trav- els of the reporter and described an associate at The Star office. This was tration, — w closed her &€ several frien seeress n descriptions of 8 — ell fairly — e so in describing characteristics and tenn: peraments of the reporters’ parents. Misa Pollock claims she has had clairvoyant. powers since a child in school, although she admite they were not developed then as now. She said she did not realize the pow- er with which she alleges she ie gift- ed at that time. Her ambition dur- ing school days was to ecome a seamstress, but with the preesure of .|caring for the farm house and the demands upon her supernatural pow- ers she has long since given up dressmaking. resaw Airplane. The clairvoyant told: The Star re- porter that her greatest “foresight” was the development of the airplane today. She said that twenty years o she first received the manifesta- tion 1 Ps ghey air travel, “tT e to me first in the form of a bird’ i“ related Mies Pollock. “Grad- ually, as I saw it at night, arter I had placed myself in the negative, it came nearer, Then I saw this strange bird at my feet, and there’ were men ‘T had the eame manifestations re- garding the automobile many years ago. It appeared first as o railroad train, then this train left the tracks and turnell into the road. If was in a carriage, apparently, at the time. Tt came closer a it t turned out, pape dteered by the engineer. He w this curious train = “the horee shied as it mt on ahead I could « eee it cake the shape of the antomobile which we have today. “R came to me in the same manner. 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