United labor bulletin., 1914-01-10
Miss Schuyler New York. Have post
ed reward five hundred pounds.
"FOTHERINGILL."
; CHAPTER VII.
Deeper Waters.


a moment Van vechten believed it to
be In code, contained more than one
incomprehensible but none the less
pregnant item. The line of perplexity
between his brows deepened, as he
, continued to stare at 1t, while Tom
looked on and fidgeted with curiosity
whirlpool" Van vechten voiced
his mystification-"seem to me I've
heard that name before-rm sure
have-but hanged If can associate 1t
with anything definite. And who the
deuce is Fotheringill?"
| He handed the slip of paper over to
Tom. The items began to appear
slowly by degrees.
"Withypool-Withypool." he repeat
ed In an effort to spur his memory
where and when did ever hear that
name? Its not one that Paige men
toned. Must be some town In Somer-
| set
And two ladies'" supplemented
Tom In mock admiration, answering
to the description of your cousin and
Mrs. Devereaux were there some time
in July. What a ripping Sherlock
Holmes you are,"
Van Vechten surveyed him with un-
seeing eyes. After a moment
| Say he began with considerable
energy. Tom, If they were Paige
and 10. why should 1t be SO difficult to
determine their identities positively ,
Were they trying to hide? And If SO.
from whom7"
| You can search me-" Tom offered
dispiritedly.
Van Vechten took the message and
pored over IT again.
Five hundred pounds reward" he
groaned after minute. Great
Scott. Tom, How luridly the papers
will blossom now. for the blessed
puzzle is fair game at last for them.
Who has authorized anyone to offer a
reward, I'd like to know? And what
two weeks in July were these two mys-
terious ladies' at whirlpool? Am l to
infer that they and Mrs. and Miss
Schuyler are the same7-that Paige
and Joe sailed home incog the eighth
of last month";"
That's what II says" replied Tom.
"In a way. yes But this sheet of de
formed Intelligence is more remark
able for what it does not say than fol
what It says. Schuyler. you know
was Mrs. Devereaux's maiden name.
Toms eyes opened. by George.'
he exclaimed wonderingly- so II
wasi"
Well tartly. does the circum
stance suggest anything to your
But Tom merely stood silent a sec
ond wagging his head. NO. Its only /,
little more muddling. is all can max,
of it"
Here IT is the fifth OF September
Van vechten's summarizing went on
where. in heavens name. have thel
been all this ume7 Where are the,
nowT"
Moses and green spectsclss. Rud
dy," burst forth Tom in desperation
You'll give yourself headache II yoI
keep on asking questions that noS,ndl
can answer Here-let's sit down a
this table and have something t.
drink; maybe thatu help. You car
think things over. anyhow"
Van vechten all of a sudden expert
enced a let-down from the high ten
sion under which he had been labor
l
and Immediately the drawn lines abou
his mouth. and the restless shifting o
his eyes. disclosed his growing bur
den of anxiety: even to Toms unoh
servant regard II was laid bare hov
deeply the baffiing mystery-the un
certainty OF his cousins fate-had al
fected his whole being.
Steady. old man." Tom mur
INJURED sympatheucally. Try htl'
nerve tonic Brace up"
They sat down.
Il don't want anything to drink.
Van vechten declined the offer. "bu
will gladly smoke big black cigar
Perhaps IL will clear away some o
the cobwebs."
Tom, ever n model OF abstemious
ness. contented himself with a mill
and ladylike thimble of curacao.
Then they took up the subject OF tn
cablegram again. Van Vechten fla,
tened the paper upon the table
propped his elbows at either end an
grasped his hair firmly with bot
hands. the cigar smoke forming blu
halo about his head. He gave himsel
up TO the serious business of inter
preting and assimilating the disQuiei
ing. unfathomahle Information fron
overseas.
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