The Holly chieftain., 1915-08-06

| words / shall feaVe to sorrowing
world, l should like to write them in
my own fashion. Open the bag for
yourself. if you will. You can pass
me the things out
Quest opened the bag, took out a
pen and a small glass bottle Of ink.
He handed them to the professor. who
| started at once more to write. Quest
| watched him for moment and then
| turned away to French. The profess
sor looked over his shoulder and sud
| denly barred his wrist. Lenora seized
| her employer by the arm.
Look" she cried. What is he 60
| ing to do?"
Quest swung around, but he was too
| late. The professor had dug the pen
into his arm. He sat in his chair and
| laughed as they all hurried towards
him. Then suddenly he sprang to his
| feet. Again the change came into
his face which they had seen in the
mirror. French dashed forward to-
wards him. The professor snarled.
seemed about to spring. then suddenly
once more stretched out his hands to
show that he was helpless and handed
to Quest the paper upon which he had
been writing
You have nothing to fear from me-"
he exclaimed. Here is my last mes
| sage to you, Sanford Quest Read it
read it aloud. Always remember that
this was not your triumph. but mine"
Quest held up the paper They all
| read. The professors letters were
carefully formed, his handwriting per-
fectly legibe:
You have been a clever opponent,
Sanford Quest, but even now you arc
to be cheated. The wisdom of the ages
outreaches yours, outreaches it and
triumphs.
Quest looked up quickly.
What the devil does he mean?" he
muttered.
The professors arms shot sudden
ly above his head. Again that strange
animal look convulsed his features.
He burst into loud, unnatural laugh.
Mean. you fool?" he cried, holding
out his wrist, which was slowly turn
ing black Poisoned! That Is what
It means!"
seized the ink bottle, revealed the
false top and laid 1t down again with
a little exclamation. Then. before
they could realize 1t the end came.
The professor lay. crumpled-up
heap, upon the floor.
Quest swung round In his chair as
| French entered the room and held out
his left hand.
Glad to see you. French. Help
| yourself to a cigar"
81 don't know as want to smoke
this morning just at present thank
you" French replied.
| Nothing wrong, eh?"
"The fact of it is," French explained,
| Il should like few words with Miss
Laura"
Quest touched the bell and his new
secretary entered almost at once.
Take Inspector French up into tho
laboratory" Quest directed. See you
later, French s..
"Yes-perhaps-I hope So" the in
spector replied nervously.
Quest watched him disappear with
puzzled smile. Then he sat down
at his desk, drew a sheet of paper to-
wards him and began to write:
Ny Dear Inspector:
! am taking this opportunity of let
ting you know that out of Difference to
the wishes Of the woman | hope soon
to marry, am abandoning the haz-
ardous and nerve-racking profession
Of criminology for safer and happier
career. You will have, therefore, to
find help elsewhere in the future.
With best wishes. Yours,
SANFORD QUEST.
He left the sheet Of paper upon the
desk and, ringing the bell. sent for
Lenora. She appeared In a few mo-
ments and came over to his side.
What is it, Mr.. Quest?' she asked.
He gave her the letter without re.
mark. She read it through and. turn
ing slowly around, looked at him ex.
pectantly.
"How's that seem to you?" he
asked, reaching out his hand for .
cigar.
Very sensible, indeed" she replied.
ITS no sort of life, this, for mar
ried man." Quest declared.
The secretary entered the room.
helped Quest on with his coat.
If you are quite ready. Lenora."
Ready" she exclaimed. Where