Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1915-11-26
FIFTEENTH lNSTALLMENT
CHAPTER xxxv.

The FIRST shock was over. Craig's
body had been removed, and the girls
had taken Mary, half stunned with
6-'ct. to their room. French and
Quest werO iest alone
THAT is some disappointment" !"
the former remarked. gloomily.
"It Ia disappointment" Quest
said. slowly. (which may clear the
way to bigger things"
whats in your mind now?" French
inquired
Quest shook his head.
"A turmoil. First Of all. where is
the professor"
Must have scooted right away
home." French suggested. "He was
looking pretty sick all the time. Guess
II must have been a powerful shock
for him. and he isn't so young as he
used to be-"
Give me that paper of Craig's
again" Quest asked
The Inspector produced the docu-
ment from his inner pocket. and
Quest. stretching II out upon his knee,
read It word for word.
Never to communicate or to have
anything to do with anyone of the
name OF Ashleigh, eh?" he remarked.
as he handed It back again. Rather
queer provision. that. French"
"rve been thinking that myself" the
Inspector admitted.
Quest glanced at the clock.
We'll" he said. ''if you're ready,
Inspector. wen be getting along"
The two men drove to the outskirts
Of the city almost in silence. The
professors house seemed more than
ever deserted as they drew up at the
front door, They entered without
ringing and crossed the hall towards
the library. On the threshold Quest
paused and held up his finger
Someone Is In there" he whispered
stepping quickly forward. "Comel"
He threw open the door. The room
was empty. yet both Quest and French
were conscious of curious convic
tlon that IL had been occupied with
IN the last few seconds.
"Queer. but II seemed to me heart
someone" French muttered
Il was sure OF IT, Quest replied
They stood still for a moment and
listened. The silence in the empty
house was almost unnatural Ques
turned away with a shrug of tn,
shoulders.
"At any rate" he said. "Craig's dy
ing thoughts must have been truth
full Come"
He led the way to the fireplace
went down on his knees and passe,
his hands over the bricks. The thir,
one he touched. shook. He tappe,
it-without a doubt IL was hollow
With his penknife he loosened tn,
mortar a littlc and drew 1t out easily
The back open. Inside was tn
black box.
"Craig's secret at lastl" Frenci
muttered. hoarsely. Bring 1t to tn
Light, qulcki"
They were Unconditional men, but til
moment was supreme. The key t
tho mystery Of these tragical week
was there in their handsl Their eye
ALMOST devoured those few hastil
scrawled words buried with so muc
Gaze:
See Page 62, January Numbe
American Medical journal, 1905.
They looked at one another. The
repeated vaguely this most common
place of messages. AS the final resu
of their strenuous enterprise, thes
cryptic words seemed pitifully mad
quate. Quests face darkened. H
crumpIed the paper in his fingers.
There must be some meaning
this" be muttered. 'It can't be alt
gethes fools game we're on Wait
He moved towards table whic
usually stood against the wall, b
which had obviously been dragg,
out recently into the middle of Il
room. It was covered with boul
volumes. Quest glanced at one al
exclaimed softly:
American Medical Journal, 100
French, there's something in this m,
sage. after ALL"
tie turned over the pages rapid
Then he came to a stop. Page
was there; page So had been neat
removed with a pair of scissors.
"The professor!" he cried. "T
professors been at work herel"
The two men stood looking at o
another across the table. Stran
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