Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-08-04

In bed in the basement"
| "And DR.. Huntley?"
He always retires at eleven, unless
we play at cards.
Very well, with your permission
we will go home with you. Yes? Dun
| can, will you telephone to Tom Rah-
| way to pack suit case with our
| clothes for tonight and tomorrow, and
| take his post opposite Khan Nadjian's
| house, watching who comes and goes,
| and waiting our arrival"
| Rand then begged Mrs. Blashf1eld's
| permission to have the Khan join our
| party, and after the opera we three
! drove to Sixty-third street. We found
| the house quite as Nadjian had told
US, distinctly detached, with the two
| entrances.
| In the Khan's apartments privacy
| had been sacrificed to art and there
was no means of shutting them off
| from the hall. The doors had been re-
moved and the doorways hung with
| jade and steel bead portieres. His
| first floor, the second floor of the
| house, consisted of four rooms, all fur
nished in an Oriental taste that was
| most luxurious The Khan's own bed
| chamber, in an alcoye of which he
had his bath, was decorated as the
| interior of Cingalese house. The
| front chamber on this floor was fitted
| to represent a bazaar in Turkestan.
| The dining room was paneled with
carved black woods in imitation Of
| the cabin of an ancient Chinese war
| junk The library, which was the first
room entered off the hall and which
| then led, by three doors, into the din
| ing room and the front and rear bed
| rooms, was the most Enthusiastically dec
! grated of the four. 1t was designed
| to represent the forest camp of some
northern sheik, the trunks of trees
| being bookcases, while the vlstas In
the walls were sliding panels with
| books behind them The desk in the
| center of the room was a huge sand
stone rock, followed out to accommo-
date drawers which opened up at the
| touch of a knob. Grass mats carried
| out the effect on the floor and in one
corner of the room, as if supported on
| a rock and fallen tree was bed
| roll of rich stuffs, making a surprls-
| ingly solid and comfortable couch.
What cigarettes do you smoker"
asked Rand suddenly.
Always Teofani. So does the doc
tor
Does Coughlan smoke Greek
| Theopopulous? Here is the butt of
one, still warm"
| The Khan's eyes seemed about to
| start from his head. He could scarce
ly answer that he did not know what
| Coughlan smoked, but stood with his
eyes fastened on tho bit of cigarette.
| following Rands gaze at the smoke
still floating about the ceiling
Have you a spool of black silk
thread?" inquired Rand.
The Khan said he had not.
Rand walked slowly through the
| rooms of the floor until his eyes light
ed on red silk cord supporting an an
cient Tartar dagger.
May take that cord?' said he.
The Persian loosened the cord and
gave it to him.
Rand led the way back to the IL
brary, and cutting section three feet
| long from the cord, unro1led the twist
and gave us each a strand.
Let us sit down here under this
strong light and carefully separate
each thread of the smallest possible
division. I want fifty threads Of silk
as nearly like a spiders Aim as l can
get them"
For an hour we worked at the diff
cult. tedious task in silence. The
threads then lay stretched on sheet
of plotting paper, clinging lightly to
it's fuzz.
Il hope you will understand me,
Khan Nadjian, when | say that for
perhaps some days l must have abso-
lutte control of these two floors, your
movements inside the house, and, in
fact. every detail of your establish
ment, il you wish me to solve this
problem for you. Are you willing to
undergo some probably severe incon-
veniences?"
The Persian vowed he was willing
to endure torture If need be.
Very well, then" answered Rand.
"Sit, down at your desk and go over
your papers and correspondence just
as you usually do; in fact, as If you
felt yourself perfectly safe from In
trusion, while Mr. Duncan and make
detailed survey Of the other rooms.
First, however, conduct Mr.. Duncan
IN the Skylfpht which T noticed was
reached by closet stairway. and al
low him to look at 1t carefully
I knew Rand had some little plan
which he was not willing that Mad
jian-perhaps I also-should know.
We returned in about ten minutes
and he was still sitting smoking, ap-
parently just as we had left him. I
observed, however, that almost all of
the little quasi invisible threads of