Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1911-12-15
CHAPTER xxII.-(continued.)

\ CHAPTER xxii.-(continued.)
ITO head off the Hindoos," cried
4 Britt. Lets get a cab" But the
last taxicab on the Renaissance stand
had been chartered an hour before
by a swarthy man who seemed to be
In great haste. That much Britt
learned from the inspector in charge
of the stand. Britz and Fitch round
ed the corner of the hotel. Close to
the curb stood a private coupe. The
coachman doubtless on a long wait,
was nodding sleepily. Britz jerked
open a door OF the carriage.
Jump In, quick!" he cried. and
Fitch. who long ago had learned to
carry out Britz' suggestions without
stopping to ask questions, sprang into
the cab. Britz slammed the door with
. violence that awoke the coachman.
Before the driver could utter a word
of protest the athletic detective
reached the box beside him in a single
leap, pushed him Off with a shove
that landed the amazed jehu on his
hands and knees on the sidewalk,
seized the reins, snatched the whip,
and put the horse to a gallop. AS he
sped away, he hastily changed the
whip to the hand that held the rib
bons, and, whipping from his pocket
q card that read, Observation-Disclosures
ant Britt. Police Headquarters" he
flung It at the PROSTATE coachman
with the words: Call there tomor-
row for your rig"
Then, with the horse straining at
the traces In indignant surprise, Britt
drove at breakneck speed down the
avenue turning sharply at the first
convenient corner and heading east
toward the mysterious ~brown-stone
dwelling wherein he had held his In
teresting Interview in regard to the
ways of the Orient with the Eastern
sage.
The galloping horse and the sway
ing carriage shook the echoes of the
silent streets, and at several avenue
crossings traffic policemen started to
halt the Central Office man. But In
each instance the detective shouted:
Pm Britz, of Headquarters!" and
that averted interruption as he dashed
on toward the Swami's house at top
SDe6u. p AIIlVAu6 lA6lO y, uO hastily
handed the ribbons to a patrolman
who CHANGED to be at that end of the
beat, and. followed closely by Fitch.
he ran up the steps and pushed the
button Of the electric bell. Inside the
house, the burr-rr of the little gong
sounded piercingly. Britz and Fitch
listened im~patiently at the outer door
Of the vestibule for responsive steps,
hut none came. Then the detective
recalled the thickness of the ugs and
carpets In the house, and did not at
once conclude no one was within.
Until he had rung the bell several
times in vain he did not accept the
fact that the house either vas unten'
anted, Or was occupied by persons
who did not see fit to answer. A word
to the bluecoat on the sidewalk, &C
companied by a flash Of a shield on
the detectives waistcoat, had told
him the visit was a matter OF police
business. Then Britt ran down the
steps and tried the basement door
Tho detective was equally u%nsuccess
full In his demands to obtain a re
Spouse to his ring OF the lower bell
He ran up the steps again and once
more pushed the button Of the cleo
trio call. No answer come. Brit
turned the handle Of the door. To his
establishment, 1t turned freely. anc
at = gentle push the door swung in
ward. The inner IGOR Of the vestibult
was ajar. Britt and Fitch entered
cautiously. Their feet fell silently or
the heavy Oriental rug. They found
themselves In complete darkness
The glimmer from the street lamp die
not penetrate more than a foot or tive
beyond the inner door. Britz whisket
out his electric torch and turned 1t.
miniature headlight on the passag'
and on the area leading to the uppeI
part Of the house.
.Helloi" he called. rs anybod!
in.r
Silence a. heavy and oppressive q
the darkness beyond the radiance Q