The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-05-29
CHAPTER XIV.
Milford Returns.


about half-past three, a tall, i'm
maculately dressed young man.
with a long chin. a tired white
face, and sleek black hair care
fully parted In the middle.
Your case is simple" he an
nounced.
I'VE must find the butler. Mil
ford-if he's still alive. That's
the man who holds the threads
of the case in his hands"
You'll probably find him in
the Thames" l said. 'if you find
him anywhere. My only hope Is
that he managed to kill Da Costa
too"
He went off. leaving me with
the satisfactory feeling that, as
far as professional assistance was
concerned. | had certainly struck
the right quarter. Indeed, the
only thing that really worried me
was the prospect of Mercia beipH
dragged in to give evidence.
/ had no more visitors that
day; indeed. nothing of any i'm
portance happened until next
morning, when, about half an
hour before | was due In court
for preliminary hearing, Mr..
George Gordon was again usher
ed into my cell.
You've no special objection to
my not opposing the remand this
morning." he asked.
at depends upon what you
call a special objection" l said.
IF you can get the magistrate t.
give me bail, certainly shan't
kick. With Guarez and his
crowd still at large. I'd like to be
outside, IL only to look after Miss
Solano."
Miss Solano Is at the Tregat-
tock's house and is already beine
looked AFTER" he said. There's
a'-private detective watching the
house night and day; and as far
as Guarez and the others are con.
cerned, I've got warrant for the
arrest of the whole gang. It's
merely a matter of finding them
now. They've left the Hollies."
ut seems to me-" | remarked
that | can't do better than leave
the whole thing in your hands"
! He nodded. 81 see no good In
opposing the police this morning
Their evidence is too strong fol
the magistrate to dismiss the
case"
| Some time between twelve.
thirty and one. He seems to have
had one visitor earlier in the
evening and then another, or else
the same man back again, soon
after midnight"
How the devil did the police
find out he was Northcote?"
interrupted.
He had some papers ON him
apparently what they were
don't know, but enough to give
them a hint OF the truth. They
wired for Maurice Furnivall, and
he identified the body at once as
that of his cousin. He told the
police that he'd felt you we're an
imposter ever since you'd arrived
at Ashton"
| There are the makings OF a
very fine liar about Maurice"
observed dispassionately. How
did they find out about my
name?"
Partly by means OF North
cOtes papers, I fancy, and partly
through your Chelsea landlady
She'd been to the police about
i your disappearance, and her de-
scription of you fitted in, OF
course, with that of the dead
man"
| whats the plan of campaign
now" | asked.
"The police shall have their
remand. I'm hoping that by to.
morrow We shall have laid our
hands on Guarez and his friends
I'm also raising haeven and earth
to find Milford
| / was just about to express my
approval when a constable enter.
ed the cell.
1.-THE magistrate has just ar
rived, Mr.. Gordon" he said.
Shyness is not one of my vir-
tues, but must acknowledge
that l felt trifle self-conscious
as I marched into court. l was
called on to face the eyes oil
practically every soul whom l had
been on speaking terms during
/ the past ten DAYS,