The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-05-20

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Blanche's canoe.
II was very different place
this Uplands. from poorold Little.
ford on the lower reach. The
grounds we're five or six acres in.
stead of about one, and a house
In quite another class stood farth.
er back from the river and very
much farther from the road.
The inlet began the western
boundary, which continued past
the boat house In the shape of q
high hedge and gravel path.
This path was screened from
the lawn by bank of rhododen.
! drons, as of course were the back
yard and kitchen premises. pas,
which 1t led into the front gar.
den.
1t was the path along which
Cazalet led the way this after.
noon, and Blanche at his heels
was SO struck by something that
she could not help telling him he
knew his way very we'll.
Every inch of it," he said BIT
terly. But SO l ought, IL any
body does"
But these rhododendrons
weren't here in your time. They're
the one Improvement. Don't you
remember how the path ran round
to the other end of the yard? This
gate into it wasn't made"
mo more 1t was" said Cazalet,
as they came up to the new gate
on the right.
He said he could see no other
change. He pretended to recog-
nize the very blinds that were
down and Tapping in the kitchen
windows facing west. But for the
fact that these windows were wide
open, the whole place seemed de-
serted.
! Just past the windows, and
flush with them, was the trades
mems door, and the two trespass-
ers were barely abreast of it when
this door opened and disgorged
man.
May | ask what you're doing
here?' he demanded bluntly of
the male intruder.
mo harm, l hope" replied
Cazalet, smiling. 81 know we've
no business here whatever; but il
happens to be my old home, and
only landed from Australia last
night. I'm on the river for the
first time. and simply had to have
a look around"
Are you yonng Mr.. Cazalet?"
i. Il am, or rather was"
laughed Cazalet.
You've read all about the case
then, I don't mind betting!" ex-
claimed the other with a Jerk of
his topper toward the house be-
hind him.
i've read all / found in the
papers last night and this morn
ing, and such arrears as I've been
able to lay my hands on" said
Cazalet. But, as | tell you, my
ship only got in from Australia
last night, and | came round all
the way in her. There was moth
ing in the English papers when
we touched at Genoa.
II see, l see." Tile man was
still looking him up and down.
We'll, Mr.. Cazalet, my names
Drinkwater, and I'm from Scot
land Yard. l happen to be In
charge of the case"
II guessed as much" said Caz-
alet.
81 mustn't ask questions, he
continued, but l see you're still
searching for things, Mr.. Drink
water"
"Still minding our own job"
said Mr.. Dringwater venially.
They had sauntered on with him
to the corner of the house, and
seen a bowlder hat bobbing in
the shrubbery down the drive.
Cazalet laughed like a man.
well, / needn't tell you I
know every inch of the old
place." he said; that is, bar
ring alterations" as Blanche
caught his eye. but / expect
this search is narrowed, rather?"
Rather" said Mr.. Drinkwa-
ter, standing still in the drive.
There's just one place that's
occurred to me. Mr.. Drinkwater,
that perhaps may not have &C.
Cured to YOU"
Where's that, Mr.. Cazalet?"
.In the room where-the room
itself.
Mr.. Drinkwater's long stare
ended in an indulgent smile.
You can show me IL you like"
said he indifferently. but sup
pose you know we've got the
] MANI"