Graham guardian., 1912-02-02
CHATTER xxp.--tcen.lnu.d.,

ITO head on the Hindoos." cried
Britz. Lets set cab" But the
last taxicab on the Renaissance stand
2 had been chartered an hour before
by swarthy man who seemed to b
I'm great haste. That much Brits
learned from the inspector in charge
OF the stand. BritsI and Fitch round
cd the corner OF the hotel. Close tc
the curb stood . private coupe. The
coachman doubtless on = long walt
was nodding sleepily. Brits jerked
open q door Of the carriage.
lump In, Quick!" he cried. and
Fitch. who long ago had learned tc
carry out Brits' suggestions without
stopping to ask questions. sprang into
the cab. Britz slammed the door with
q violence that awoke the coachman
Before the driver could utter Q word
of protest the athletic detective
reached the box beside him In single
leap. pushed him on with 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 4 gallop. Az he
sped away. he hastily changed the
whip to the hand that held the rib
bons. and. whipping from his pocket
. card that read. "Detective-Li Lieuten.
ant Britz. Police Headquarters" be
nung 1t at the PROSTATE coachman
with tho words; "Call there tomor-
row for your rig."
Then. with the horse straining at
the traces In indignant surprise, Britz
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 traflc policemen started to
halt the Central once man. But in
each instance the detective shouted! !
I'm Brits. Of Headquarters!" and
that averted interruption a. he dashed
ON toward the Swami's house at top
speed. Arriving there. he hastily
handed the ribbons to . patrolman
who chanced to be at that end OF the
beat. and. followed closely by Fitch,
he ran up the steps and pushed the
button Of the elecric bell. Inside the
house, the burr.rr Of the little gong
sounded piercingly. Britx and Fitch
listened impatiently at the outer door
Of the vestibule for responsive steps.
but none came. Then the detective
recalled the thickness OF the rugs and
carpets IN the house, and did not at
once conclude no ono was within.
Until he had rung the bell several
times In vain he aid not accept the
fact that the house either was unten-
anted, or was occupied by persons
who did not see At to answer. A word
TO the bluecoat on the sidewalk, ac-
companied by flash OF shield on
the detectives waistcoat, had told
him the visit was matter OF police
business. Then Britx ran down the
steps and tried the basement door.
The detective was equally unsuccess-
ful In his demands to obtain re-
sponss 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. Britx
turned the handle OF the door. TO his
astonishment, It turned freely, and
at gentle push the door swung In
ward. The inner door OF the vestibule
was ajar. Britz and Fitch entered
cautiously. Their feet fell silently on
the heavy Oriental rug. They found
themselves In complete darkness.
The glimmer from the street lamp did
not penetrate more than . foot or two
beyond the inner door. Britz whisked
out his electric torch and turned its
miniature headlight on the passage
and on the area Leading to the upper
part Of the house.
"Hello!" ho called. "Is anybody
in?"
Silence as heavy and oppressive as
the darkness beyond the radiance of