The Washington herald., 1914-11-22

Hardly that. I'm afraid" replied Cleek.
Il think II was the accident which put
| stop to the proceedings here-not one
| which created them. We now know
perfectly well that the woman was in
this house-undiscovered and unsuspect-
may safely lay your life that She wasn't
idle, wasn't stopping here for nothing.
The pile Of papers burnt shows very
clearly that considerable intelligence had
been forwarded to her brother, so II Is
safe to infer that she was wiring It to
him constantly"
But how was it possible for her to
obtain that information?' Queried Sir
Charles.
We'll. that's a facer. certainly. Sir
Charles, but with SUCH a hend OF in
Know. sure she couldn't possiSiy Hd hsrss nave
managed to get into the room and hide
herself somewhereT'
Positive. That thing isn't possible.
There's no place where she could have
hidden. Come in and see."
He unlocked the door and, followed
by the rest, led the way into the room
glance about II was sufficient to cor
roborate Sir Charles, statement On one
side stood a large hreproof safe, closely
locked; on the other were two windows
iron-grtlled and with inside shutters Of
steel: at one end was large fat-topped
table-at which Sir Charles and Machinery
had conducted their investigation OF the
books, etc-and at the other q smaller
writing table upon which stood a type
writer set on a sound deadening square
OF felt and over which hung a white
dtsked electric bulb. There were i've
chairs and not another mortal thing.
You see?' said Sir Charles, with q
wave OF the hand. She couldn't have
hidden in here. neither could she have
Quite confident OF thatF'
On, can answer for that. Mr.. Cleek'
put in young Grimsdick. I'VE were SO
careful upon that point that Sir Charles
never dictated even the smallest thing
that he wanted recorded-merGly passed
over the papers and said, Copy that
part Of the. mystery is that those two
fragments Of sentences flashed out at the
telegraph off1ce at the time that fright
ful peal Of thunder sounded. and at
down on the typewriter"
Hello! Hellor' raped out, CIeek
twitching round sharply. Sure OF that.
are you-absolutely sure%'
Positive. Sir Charles will tell you
that the thing was SO sharp and sudden
We all jumped. As for me, 1 struck
a wrong key without meaning to and
had to rub out word and type 1t again.
Here's the paper and here's the place
where 1 erased the word"
Cleek walked over to the typewriter
eFasure. % lifted it. looked ReF at ctber Sa" typed feS
sheets lying under 1t and then knottod
up his brows.
Him. he said, renectively-and look
ed further. You've got a devilish hard
touch for a man who does this sort OF
thing constantly and ought therefore.
to be an adept in the art Of typewriting
and erasures. Look here. my friend, I
doa't believe you're used to this ma
chine
to shift key. My own machine hasn't
one"
Your own-by CAD, And why didn't
you bring your own when you Gamer
hrNf L
ready here I started in on IL. and when
found It difficult went to get my own,
which I'd left in the outer room, just as
I'd taken II from the carrier who brought
have handled II as IL II were q trunk.
for the spring was broken, the carriage
wouldn't work and two OF the type bars
BY the eternal! Mr.. Beechman, Mr..
Beechman, That She-deyil ever in here2
Ever use this machine?''
Yes, often. She used to attend to all
my correspondence and-good God. man.
what are you doing? That things gov
ernment property, recollectr' For Cleek
had laid hands on the thing, found It fast
to the table, and taking up q chair,
smashed and banged at It with all his
force.
Government destruction, you blind
idiot he raped out, excitedly. Didn't
Look here-look hereT'
He had battered the machine from its
fastenings. passed his hand over the
und-deadening square of felt beneath
ii and now had ripped that felt away
Protruding from the surface of the
table and set at regular intervals, thero
one for each key of the typewriter-which
a moment before had pierced the felts
surface just sufficient to meet the bot
tom Of the key above it and to he
depressed.
Gentlemen. the answer to the riddle:
You have been supplying her with tho
information yourselvesr' he cried, "a
was struck on this machine its exact
duplicate was recorded somewhere else
Get an ax-get an ak and let US find out
to what these steel points lead"
And when an ak was brought and he
set about demolishing the table they
did find out. A magnet and a sensitiZed
wire hidden under the surface of tn"
tabla communicated with yet another
wire which ran down the wall behind
ono OF the tables back legs and. passing
thence through a minute hole in the
lowing that wires course, they too de-
sCended until the end was reached at last
in a far corner of the cellar.
And there, behind an upturned empty
cask, they came upon yet another wire
which wound upward and was found
afterward to travel out and up beside
the leader" until it Joined the private
wire OF the dock yard just outside the
lormer window of what had once been
Hiss Greta Hillmann's bedroom. And
70 these wtreS-the one descending and
he other ascending from behind that
Empty cask In the cellar-there was Q
singular continuance attached. To one,
plain, everyday instrument for de-
kilograms by the Morse sys-
EN-, and to the other a curious little
keyboard which was an exact counter
)art Of the keyboard to the typewriter
Upstairs; and beside this some remnants
II food from the store cupboard OF the
a nN rnr 1aa ~NNy-
red with printed characters.
Gentlemen, the absolute end Of the
-iddle al last" said Cleek. as he took
lp one of these. Look at them-gov-
rnment secrets. Look, Sir Charles.
Every touch OF q letter on the keyboard
II the typewriter upstairs registered its
Ince down here, and as fast as it was
ecorded. that vixen wired It on to Boris
8orovinski. Can't you understand now
Why she left her post here and few to
i'm? The shock which had killed him
md travelled with lessened force down
elt here; the instrument she used wzs
n all probability disabled; she knew that
had happened to her brother
nd flew to find out what. Even the
hrewdest slip up sometimes and over
Ook things. Her foolish slip lay in this:
hat she forgot to take with her these
rigtnai drafts of the intelligence she
ad wired to the dead man. Whats
hat. Mr.. Machinery? An accident YOU
ay, stepping in again? Oh, well, per
APPS that's so; but. personally, always
Ike to think that there's a Power Above
nd that when men and nations have
layed the game fairly, that somehow,
He swept of his hat
''I cts nut IL in another way then f" ha