Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-12-11
Seuen Keys to Baldpate
BY EARL DERR 6IoGERS
Copyright by Bobbs- Merrill Coz

take you long to accustom yourself
TO our ways, I'm sure
He ran up the stairs and passed
through number seven out upon the
balcony Trudging through the snow
he soon sighted the room of Professor
Bolton And as he did so. u little
SILVER that was not due to atmos-
pheric conditions ran down his spine.
For one of the professor windows
stood wide open, bidding a welcome
to the mountain storm. Peters had
spoken the truth. Once more that
tight little, right little package was
within Mr. Magee's ken.
. He stepped through the open win
dow and closed it after him. BY the
table sat Professor Bolton, wrapped
in coats and blankets, reading by the
light of . solitary candle. The book
was held almost touching his nose
reminder OF the spectacles that
were gone. As Magee entered the old
man looked up and a very obvious
expression of fright crossed his face.
"Good evening. professor said
Magee easily. Don't You find it rather
cool with the window open?"
'Mr. Magee,' replied the much-
wrapped gentleman, Il am that rx,{!ier
disturbing progressive-a fresh alr
devotee. I feel that God 3 good air
was meant to be breathed, hot bar
ricaded from our bodies"
Perhaps" suggested Magee, II
should have left the window open?''
The old mar regarded him mar
rowly.
"I have no wish to be inhospitable, p"
he replied. "But-if you please
Certainly" answered Magee. He
threw open the window. The profess
sor held up his book.
II was passing the time before din
ner with my pleasant old companion,
Montaigne. Mr.. Magee, have you ever
read his essay on liars?"
Never" said Magee. "But ] do
not blame you for brushing up on it
at the present time, professor. 4
have come to apologize. Yesterday
morning | referred in a rather I'M
pleasant way to a murder in the
chemical laboratory at one of our uni
versities. I said that the professor
of chemistry was missing. This morn
ing's paper, which l secured from Mr..
Peters, informs me that he has been
apprehended:'
''You need not have troubled to tell
me-" said the ole man. He smiled
his bleak smile.
st did you an injustice went on
Magee.
Let us say no more of it, plead
ed Professor Bolton.
Mr. Magee walked about the room.
Warily the professor turned so that
the other was at no instant at his
back He looked SO helpless. so little
so Intellectual, that Mr. Magee abal
doned his first plan of leaping upon
him there in the silence. BY more
subtle means than this must his pur-
pose be attained.
II suppose he said. your love OF
fresh air accounts for the strolls on
the balcony at all hours of the
night
The old man merely blinked al
him.
II must stop" Magee continued. 81
just wanted to make, my apology
that's all. 1t was unjust of me. Muir.
der-that is hardly in your line. By
the way, were you by any chance In
my room this morning. Professor Boil
ton?'
Silence.
Pardon me-" remarked the profess
sor at last. "if l do not answer. Ir
| this very essay on--liars Montaignt
has expressed it SO we'll. And how
| much is q false speech less sociable
|. than silence am sociable man.
"Of course smiled Maeee. He
stood looking down at the frail ole
scholar before him and considered. OF
what avail scuffle there in that chill
| room? The package was no doubt
safely hidden In q corner he could