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girl slip the canvas bag into Maitland's
pocket while the latter was kneeling
AID binding his captive. However
that was. there was no denying that
he had trailed the treasure to its hid.
ing place, unerringly; and succeeded
In taking possession Of 1t with consum.
mate skill and audacity. When Matt
land came to think of 1t, he recalled
distinctly the trend of the burglars
inquisition in the character of "Mr.
Snaith," which had all been calculated
to discover the location of the jewels.
And, when he did recall this fact, and
how easily he had been duped, Matt,
land could have ground his teeth In
melodramatic rage-but for the cir
cumstance that when first it occurred
| possibility. and even when Engaged
the operation would nave been painful
| to an extreme.
Slipping the grateful drink which
O'Hagan presently brought him, the
young man pondered the case; with
no pleasure In the prospect he fore
saw. II Higgins had actually com
municated the fact of Anisty's escape
to the police, the entire affair was likely
| to come out in the papers-all of it,
that is, that he could not suppress But
even figuring that he could silence
Higgins and O'Hagan-no difficult task
though he might be somewhat late
with Higgins-the most discreet imag.
Unable explanation of his extraordinary
conduct would make him the laughing
stock of his circle of friends, to say
nothing of city that had been &C.
customed to speak of him as Mad
Maitland for many day. Unless
All, he had it! He could pretend
| ESQ long as it suited his purpose, at
all events, to have been the man
caught and left bound in Higgins care.
Simple enough. The knocking over Oh
the butler would be ascribed to a nat
ural ebullition of indignation, the sub
] sequent flight to hare-brained notion
of running down the thief. And yet
even that explanation had its Difficult
ties. How was he to account for the
fact that he had failed to commune
cate with the police-knowing that his
treasure had been ravished?
land returned the glass to O'Hagan
and, grading his head in his hands,
racked his brains in vain for a salts.
factory tale to tell. There were so
many things to be taken into consid.
Grafton. There was the girl in gray.
Not that he had forgotten her for an
instant; his fury ragged but the higher
al the thought that Anisty's interior.
ence had prevented his (Maitland's)
keeping the engagement. Doubtless
the girl had waited, then gone away
in anger. believing that the man in
whom she had placed faith had proved
himself unworthy
But that telephone call?
"O'Hagan," demanded the haggard
and disTaught young man, who was
that on the wire just now?"
Being thoroughly trained servant,
| O'Hagan had waited that question in
silence, a-Guiver with Impotence
though he was. Now, his tongue un.
leashed, his words fairly stumbled on
one another's heels in his anxiety to
get them out in the least possible time.
Sure, an twas Teddy, sor, be the
| v lCS dN AOI, dShln WSIS yO Al, anu
mesilf hayin' seen We go out no longer
ago thin wan o'clock and yersilf sayin'
not worrud about comm back at all
a: all, pwhat was I to be tellin' her,
aven if We were lynn there on the die.
van all unbeknownest to me, which
the same mesilf can not"
"Help!" pleaded the young man
feebly, smiling. "One thing at a time,
please, O'Hagan. Answer me one Ques-
ton: Did she give name?"
'She did not, sor, though mesilf-"
There, there! Wait a bit. l want
to think
OF course she had given no name; it
wouldn't be like her. What was he
thinking of. anyway? 1t could not
have been the gray girl; for she knew
him only as Anisty; she could never
have thought him himself, Maitland.
But what other oman of his acQuain-
lance did not believe him to be out of
town?
| With a hopeless gesture, Maitland
gave it up, conceding the mystery too
deep for him, his intellect too feeble
to grapple with all its infinite ramiflca-
lions. The counsel he had given
O'Hagan seemed most appropriate to
his present needs: One thing at
time. And obviously the first thing
that lay to his hand was the silencing
of O'Hagan.
Maitland rallied his wits to the task.
"O'Hagan," said he, this man., Snaith,
who was here this afternoon, called
himself a detective. AS soon as we
were alone he raped me over the
head with loaded cane. and, sus-
pect, went through the Fat stealing
everything he could lay hands on.
Hand me my cigarette case, please"
Ills gone, sorts not on the desk,
at Taste, pwhere saw ut last"
"Ah, You see? Now for reasons OF
my own, which / won't enter into,
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