Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-09-17
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hanging garden and deliberately inter.
rupted the game of bridge which was
going on.
Ladies and gentlemen" said Mr..
Britt, calmly dropping into a chair
near by, "this place is full of SPIES"
'Spiesl" cried four voices In unison
Mr.. Saunders nodded a plaintive apol-
ogy.
Eyes, sir. every native servant here
Is a spy. That's what the enemy was
here for today. I've analysed the sit
uation and I'm right Amt ], Mr..
Saunders? OF course l am He came
here to tell 'em what to do and how to
report our affairs to him. See? More
over, he's getting the evidence Of ev-
erybody to prove that Skaggs and
Wyckholme were men OF sound mind
up to the hour of their death. he has
the dispositions of agents and dealers
in Bombay. Alden. Suez and three o.
four European cities, all along that
line. He goes over the days business
at the bank is often as we do as
agents for the executors. He knows
Just how many rubies and sapphires
were washed out yesterday and how
much they weigh. It's u business.
as your agents. to scrape up every
thing as far back as we a go to
prove that the old chaps were mentally
off their base when they drew up that
agreement and will. OF course If we
can prove that insanity has always
through the two families IT,
"Good Lord" gasped Browne nerv-
pusly.
-'ft would be a great help. If we
can show that you and Mrs.-er-Lady
Deppingham have queer spells occa-
sionally, IT,
mot for all the islands In the world"
cried Lady ~Deppingham. 1.-The ideal
Queer spellsl Please be good enough
TO leave me out of the insanity dodge,
as you Americans call It."
els 1t necessary to make my husband
Insane In order to establish the fact
that his grandfather was not of sound
mindY queried pretty Mrs. Browne,
with her calmest Boston infection.
at depends on your husband" said
Britt coolly. eff he sticks at anything
(which may help us to break that will
he's certainly insane. That's all I've
got to say about it,
"well, I'm hanged If I'll pose as an
1nsane man." roared Browne.
'Mr. Saunders hasn't asked me to
be insane, have you. Mr.. Saunders?"
asked Lady Agnes in her sweetest
scorn.
az don't apprehend"- began Saun-
ders nervousiy.
Saunders" said Britt c~alculatingly
and evenly, next thing wen have to
begin hunting for insanity in YOU
family. We haven't heard anything
from you on this little point. Lord
Deppingham"
II don't know anything about Mr.
Saunders family said Deppffgnam
stimy. Britt looked at him for a mo-
ment, puzzled and uncertain. Then
ne gave a short, hopeless laugh and
said under his breath:
'Holy smoker
When he finally called the confer
ence adjourned and prepared to de-
part he calmly turned to the stenog-
Erapher.
'Did you get all this down, Miss Pei.
1ham?"
Eyes, Mr.. Britt"
sGood!" Then he went away, leav-
ing the quartet unconsciously de-
pressed by the emphasis he placed
upon that single word.
The next day but q It was an
nounced that the enemy had moved
into the bungalow. From time to time
his gray. blue or white clad figure
could be seen directing the operations
of the natives who were engaged IN
rehabilitating Wyckholme's NEST"
The chateau was now under the
very eye of the enemy.