The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-06-05

l see now that it's thorough business-busi-
ness sweet and hot: a well-co7sidered, long
thought-out, cleverly pat up job. Thank
your stars my boy. that / happened TO be
where l was. or you'd have lost your billet
well. Watson-yes. of course, Johnson"
said the captain. changing color as he
thought of the fix ne was In and saw no way
out of, there's the reward, you know.
And"
'Dont want a penny" replied the detec-
tive This Is purely little private affair
and shouldn't have meddled but for old ac-
quaintance' sake. You did me a good turn
once. I'll return it now-if / can
Next morning Mr. johnson managed. cas-
ually. to have talk with Dolly, who came
up to where he sat in the sun. looking very
old and feeble, to ask his opinion on the
quality of the saloon tea, which, she
averred wasn't fit for pigs to drink" Lat
er, she confided to her friends that he
wasn't bad old josser and that she rather
though he'd been a gay sort of a chappie
in his day; while, on his part, Mr. john
son, removing the powerful magnifying
| glasses he had worn throughout the inter-
| view smiled in his beard and muttered
THE scars there all right, but fainter than
| when saw it last. Clever! Clever's no name
| for it. No use looking through their berths,
L suppose. However. l may as well have
a try. I'll bet the stuff's neither there nor
on their persons. If not where then? A sum
in induction la Sherlock Holmes. And
Mr. Johnson" generally supposed to be the
| cleverest and keenest Of all Scotland Yard
puckered his brows over the problem. Dur
with practised hands ransack Dolly's berth
But he found nothing at all discriminating
in the single cabin trunk, unless a bottle
of hair depilatory and another of dye could
be deemed So The clothing was all of good
make and quality. and as the intruder noted
| the carefully worked initials ID. A" on
everything, he shook his head doubtfully
Under the circumstances mistake a
very serious matter. And the Illimani was
rapidly nearing the Australian coast. If
he was to make a coup he had no time to
lose. Monsieur Deschamps occupied a deck
chair aft and while it's occupant was at
luncheon in the second saloon on the follow
ing day Mr.. Johnson made as free with his
belongings as he had done with Dolly's And
with little more success. In the pockets
Key with only one word, at sight of which
his eyes glistened Nm" he muttered as
he stepped out on to the empty deck; 1.-The
rest of the bunch are overheard I suppose
Overlooked this one, evidently. Didn't think
Tony was so careless. But what's he done
with the stuff? Sent it after the keys? No
trouble"
One morning, listlessly observing the little
procession emerging from the invalid
Frenchman's cabin as usual-first Monsieur
Deschamps, walking very slowly and hold
ing on tight to things in his path then the
qGartermaster, laden with chair and rugs
an idea flashed across the watching de-
tectlVe's brain. and ere night he managed
to have chat with the quartermaster
"Yessir," said the latter, in answer to a
question. Poor chap e thinks a lot O.
Every ngh so Vf eD5 60 PIT i It IN is berth
that one"
well, I'm ready" said johnson to the
captain shortly after this. you've been
very good, and haven't bothered me much
Now want your help. You must get the
doctor to serd for the Frenchman to the
dispensary on some pretense other. Then
MISS Agnew must be called to interpret.
Presently we two will drop in; and. then
well, if I'm right you'll see some fun If
I'm not, there'll be wigs on the green But
l can't put it off any longer, although not
as sure as I'd like to be. Once we get to
Albany, the fats in the fire; for cannot
wait to shadow people; nor can you very
well prevent prevent the Westralian passengers
AS the captain and Mr. johnson strolled
into the dispensarylt evening, Monsieur
Deschamps. was speaking: MATS oui, Mon
que, depuis que, Jai votre derniere mix
ture Je me fails plus de sante."
He says translated Dolly, that since
better
Hello, Tony old mani" suddenly ex-
G naI ne the detective who had been stand
I'm sorry to hear of your-your being so
Ill How do you like the sea?''
Jim Watson!' shouted the sham French
man. as he stared from the cean-shaved
hawk-eyed, massive jawed man before him
to the gray wig, beard and spectacles on the
And how's my little friend the Kid?v
continued Watson, stepping to the door, and
uOtluS, Will al breath or reI1ef, the color
fade out of Dolys cheeks, and the familiar
hunted look he knew so well steel over both
their faces. No, you don't!' he continued
suddenly whipping out revolver and pre-
senting it at Tony, whose hand was quietly
stealing round to his hip pocket. The other
l Ia si careiessly, and taking cigar out
tho astonished skipper and doctor, said: AL
loW me, gentlemen. to present to you Mr.
champs and a dozen Others: and Master
William Dawson, better known as The Kid
The Dinah, Young, Dutch. etc.-the former
gentleman the leading artist of his profess
sion, the latter the best female impersona-
tor Of the day Now, Tony, where's the
Curse you, Watsonr' replied ,ne elder of
the pair calmly, with an ugly look in his
shl1ty gray eyes Find it, if you can! 1
won't help your
Dolly with a laugh. And if any of those
old OLD cats in the saloon make a row, Tony,
III tell some funny little stories I've picked
up among EN- that will make EN- glad to
leaXe Australia by the next boat"
&C 5000 ID boy" said Tony approvingly. Kept
You bet!'' replied the lad, defiantly sit
ting back, crossing his legs and putting away
tain with a fascinated stare of amazement.
We'll, Jenkins come noW-the swag!' ex-
cla s.Iri Watson impatiently.
Find it, replied the other ironically.
All right" said Watson, playing the
doubtful trump. Captain, will you kindly
have Monsieur Deschampss chair brought
IT, The devil shouted Jenkins. Never
All right 1 pass. Watson, you've spoiled
one of the best things of the century! Well,
/ suppose we can go now. l don't fancy
anybody will bother either of us, from what
the Kids told me off and on and he chuck
led. Il suppose" he went on, that we may
as we'll keep up the fiction till we get to
Albany Ell Watson? But think of all my
time and trouble and ingenuity wasted
Think of that lovely chair and it's secret
hiding places. Hang it! could almost cry
over the thing, Watson"
'Or shoot me-" replied the latter laugh
ing grimly, as he replaced his disguise.
We'll, yes, at the moment" admitted the
other. But it's all over now. l never
bother about split milk. You know that,
Watson. All the sparklers shall be back be-
fore eight bells tonight, parole d'honneur.
Doctor, | feel so much better that don't
Agnew, ] know | can trust you to smooth
matters with our aristocratic friends
Ia bas. Have you finished with us, Wat
Son?''
Professionally" replied the detective. 81
don't suppose the captain here wants more
fuss made over the matter than can be
helped. And the doctor will keep silent for
the ships sake. I'm of Miss Agnews opin-
ion, that the ladies for ard will be only too
pleased to get their jewelry again. OF
course, if we had long to wait it would be
different. But we shall be at Albany to-
morrow, and that young scamp'S presence
among them won't matter much for one
night more"
Look here. Watson" put in "the Kid"
'if you're not civil I'll tell tales before go