Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-07-28
Chapter XXXI.-Continued. ]

-'Un. m waive those. and l won't give you any trouble either. l reckon" nused the adyenturer jingling his hanacles thoughtfully. I'm back lumber anyway. When d half grown iiil. q half baked boy. Il fiub like Mul- ready and clu5footed snipe from Scotland Yard can put 1t ail over me this way. why. guess it's up to me to go home and retire to my country place up the Hudson" He sighed wearily Yep, time to cut it out. But would like to be free long enough to ready My friend. you get your hands on him. aud IT. squeal on him till I'm blue in the face That's d promise"
 You'll have the chance before long" replied the detective. We received a telegram from the Amsterdam police late this afternoon, saying they'd pick ed up Mir. Muiready with woman named Hallam and were holding them on suspicion It seems," turning to Brentwlck, they were opeling nego- tidtlOllS iOl tiC SltS VI u ipt VI Hl'li'fN and seemed In such d precious hurry that the diamond merchants susl,i- cions were reused. We're sending over for them, Miss Calendar, so you can make your mind easy about your jeH- els. You'll have them back in few days"
 Thank you" said the girl with an effort.
 Well" the adventurer delivered his peroration. Il certainly am blamed glad to hear 1t. 'Twouldn't we been a square deal any other way"
 Then. with all uncertain nod compre- hendine the girl. Kirkwood and Brent. wick. 50 longr he said thickly and turned. with the detectives hand un- der his arm. and, accompanied by the thoroughly cowed Stryker, waddled out of the room.
 Kirkwood. following the exodus. closed the door with elaborate care and slowly. deep in thought, returned to the table.
 Brentwick had slipped down in his chair. resting his silvered head upon Its back. and was smiling screnely up at the low yellow ceiling. Before him on the table his long white fingers were drumming an inaudible tune. Presently rousing. he caught Kirk woods @ and sr,issi siiss Dishly, like child caught na innocent mischief.
 The younger man Rrinned broadly And you were responsible for all that!' he commented. infinitely amused.
 Brentwick nodded. twinkling self sat isfaction. ''I contrived it all. l" he said Neat, call it too" His old eyes frightened with reminiscent enjoy. ment Inspiration" he crowcd softly -"inspiration. pure and simple. I'd been worrying my wits for fully five min utes before Wotton settled the matter by telling me about the captains hir ing of the motor car. Then in a flash had it. l talked with Charles by telephone-his name is really Charles, by the bye-overcame his conscientious scruples about playing his fish when they were already all but landed and settled the artistic details"
 He chuckled delightedly. "It's the Instinct" he declared emphatically- 'the instinct for adventure knew It was in me. latent somewhere. but never till this d1y did it get the op- pOrtunity to assert itself. A born ad- venturer-that's what am, You see. 1t was essential that they should be- lieve we were frightened and running from them. That way they would be sure to run after us. Why. we might have baited dozen traps and failed to lure them into my house after that stout scOundrel knew you'd had the chance to tell me the whole yarn. Oddw
 Weren't you taking chances. you and Charlesw asked Kirk wood curi- ously.
 Precious few. There was another motor from Scotland Yard trailing Cap'ain Stryker's. If they had run past or turned aside they would have been overhauled in short order
 What don't understand" contend ed Kirlwood, ''is how you convinced Calendar that lie couldn't got revenge by pressing his charge against Miss Calendar-DOrothy."
 "Oh-hr' Mir. Brentwick elevated his fine white eyebrows and sat up brisk ly. My dear boy. that was the most delectable dish on the entire menu. have been reserving 1t. I don't mind owning, that ] might better enjoy the full relish of it. may answer you best, perhaps, by asking you to scan what offered to the fat scoundrel's respectful consideration. my dear sir
 He leycled forefinger at the card
 At first glance 1t conveyed nothing to the younger mans benighted intelli- gence. He puzzled over it. twisting his brows cut of alignment An ordi- nary oblong slip of thin white card board, 1t was engraved in fine script as follows: MT. George Burgoyne Calendar, 31 Aspen Villas. s. w"
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