Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1915-05-15

seems clear, and / can find none here
who had any quarrel with him. The
kidnapping of Lord HARBOUR. sug-
gested one theory to me, but shall
not speak of that now. l suppose /
need not enjoin the strictest silence
upon you, for you realize the import
ance of mentioning nothing of what
have said to YOU"
what object could anyone have in
abducting Harcourt ?" Sir Harry
asked, hoping that MacBee would yet
show his hand on the subject.
Several" said MacBee. Ellis alb
ductors doubtless wish him out of
the way for good reasons. What they
are have yet to learn, but am salts
fed that no harm has come to him.
by nightfall hope to have something
tangible in this regard. BY the way,
dc you happen to know the first port
at which Mr.. Cornish will touch ?"
81 haven't the slightest idea" Sir
Harry answered.
"Nor l." said Darlington with per-
feet truth.
"Nor when he will return?'
mo"
Thank you." said MacBee. IF any
think of importance develops I shall
advise you at once"
He shook hands with the two, and
they left him far from satisfied that
the inspector was as ignorant of Far-
courts whereabouts as he pretended
to be. And they were correct in their
surmises, for MacBee had already
been in communication with the adj
miralty Offices, and a sharp lookout
for the yacht Murita had been or
dered.
There was knock at the door and
an official entered at MacBee's bid
ding. Without word he set down
upon the floor a mudstained and bat
tered valise. Quietly MacBee looked
the bag over, putting away at his pipe
without visible concern or satisfac-
ton. There were no initials upon the
grip and no marking to suggest the
name of its owner.
eve found it in the clump of bushes
by the roadside about FIVE miles from
Southampton" the man said as Mac
Bee looked up inquiringly. at con-
tains full set of evening clothes such
as tall man would wear. The stuff
was thrown into the bag in a most
disorderly way, everything mussed up
together, but the outfit is complete"
MacBee stopped down and opened
the case, examining its contents GU
riously. There was no name sewed in
any of the pockets, but MacBee was
sure that the clothes were those of the
prisoner who had escaped the night
before. He picked up a plaid cap and
looked it over carefully. In it was the
name of fashionable shop, but there
were hundreds of similar caps worn
by LondOners. The garments were
wet and badly creased, but there were
no rips or tears to suggest rough
handling, and no tell tale stains upon
them anywhere, and MacBee's face
showed enthusiasm as he continued to
turn the things over. At last smile
spread over his features and he began
to refill his pipe.
Jameson" he said "Take that
coat and find the tailor who made it.
| suppose you have gone over the
country near the place where you
found this?"
eyes. sir" the detective replied.
"We've made thorough search, but
there is no trace of any strangers
thereabouts. The bag was over mile
from any house. and no one in the
neighborhood saw OF heard anything
unusual during the night. We
thought, sir, that the bag might have
been thrown from a passing automo-
bile, although the roadway shows no
tracks of machine having passed.
Ito be continued)