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~ no are your
But. for the time being. Creegan haG
become subdued under the bu(feting he
had just received. SO now he did not
venture to answer.
Are you deaf?" the sleuth rasped.
well. If you want to know so bad"
he replied sullenly. why. I'll just tell
you. My names Creegan. and I'm
from Chicago"
You seem to have wandered a con-
siderable way from home" VAIN
wright commented dryly.
"Ah," Creegan said, with an attempt
at ~airiness. "a guyll 60 further than
that to please q lady. What?"
Marshall broke in:
"Cut that out" Then he faced his
employer somewhat doubtfully. You
see. SIR" he explained. II caught him
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CHAPTER XIV.
In the Above.

"UE spirit Of mistaken martyr
dom which had driven I.ucene
to this confession for the sake
of the man she loved now again
ncrved her to struggle in his cause.
And now" she cried. you'll let him
go. Won't you? Yes. yes! You must"
There came an interruption which
turned the eyes Of the three to the arch
way Of the alcove. where ii tall figure
stood contemplating the group. The
woman uttered IL faint cry that was
rather Il moan and Shrank away as if
in mortal fear. for the tall form. with
the face set so StPrnly. was that Of
Wainwright. His voice came with IA
dominant severity:
"What have we hCrcf'
Marshall answered:
II caught this man monkeying with
the safe. Guess I'd better get him out
of here" He scoWi"d 1t the thief.
"Come along. you!'
Creegan returned the scowl.
81 won't go!" he shcIted 81 want
trying to crack no safe. told We
come here cause the lady,
Marshall fairly thrOttled the thief
for Il moment.
"One more peep from you and III
make you wish you'd eve left jail!'
who Is this fellow" Wainwright
demanded.
He's a cracksman. all right" the
detective replied. II caught him as he
was going to work on the safe here
Beyond that. l don't know anything
about him. though it's certain he's 9
professional"
Wainwright put his next question d.
rectly to the criminal:
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man whom Mr.. Marshall

nan whom MI. Marshall
tured?"
Before Wainwright could answer the
question put by the Master Mind there
came IN interruption by Lucene. It
was despair that found tongue.
"Mr. Andrew, Mr.. Andrew, wha,
have you done to met" she walled.
"Oh, what have you done?" Her voice
broke In a storm Of sobbing.
IT q slight shiver touched the man
under the clasp Of the girls hands it
was imperceptible, arrested ere it be.
gan by the iron sway of his will, He
spoke gravely.
Mrs. Wainwright will excuse me, l
know, If I say that l must speak with
you alone" he said to wainwright.
At this saying Lucene lifted her
head and stared desperately into the
granite face. The assured voice car
ried conviction to her.
Il nm quite sure that she will trust
my judgment in the matter" Ostensi-
bly, the sentence was spoken to Vain
wright. In effect, it was directed to
Lucene. She went slowly out Of the
room.
When she was gone the Master Mind,
with a swiftness Of movement utterly
unlike his usual placidity Of behavior.
darted to the door and shut it. Then
he faced his employer, standing fully
erect, a smile Of triumph bending his
lips, at last. The humility Of the
trained servitOr was vanished. In it's
place was a dominant personality, bold
ly proclaimed.
Wainwright met the transformation
fairly.
"Well, Mr.. Allen?" he remarked.
His tone as he spoke the name that
explained his knowledge Of the others
identity was a challenge.
"That is quite correct" Andrew re-
piled, with an enigmatic smile. "In-
cidentally this is the first time in twen-
ty years that l have been addressed by
my W name"
1.-THE full name is Richard Allen, l
believer"
"Precisely."
"Alias, the Master Mind?"
II believe that name has been given
to me by some," Andrew replied, with
unconcealed egotism. II might even
say by many"
1T is rather an ostentatious title"
Wainwright commented indifferently.
AT least. it is not Of my choosing"
was the retort. II merely adopted it
after it had been given me by Others"
"You had a brother" Wainwright
suggested.
A spasm of emotion contracted the
features of the other.
"My brother" he said in a hushed
voice, was Henry Allen, whom you
SEM to the chair. You-you!" The
fury of hate vibrated in the voice.
mo" Wainwright declared stern
ly; mot 1. but the law"
Andrew shook his head.
"You" he repeated, with the empha-
sis of a supreme wrath.
Wainwright disdained insistence.
MAY l ask why you so constantly
reminded me of your enmity through.
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vH/ Mr.. District Attorney"
wv went on Andrew. ito the
case of my brother. He
killed his man under the influence OF
a sudden Observation-Disclosures passion
too. just now you would have killed
me under the influence of passion
quite unjustifiable. h~owever-had l not
taken the %precautiOn to have the
weapon removed from you. But all
this is beside the mark. The point of
immediate interest is this: First loves
are hard to forget. Mr.. Wainwright.
1t is for this reason that Mrs. Vain.
wright. your wife, has planned to go
away with our young friend Creegan."
ut is a lie"" Wainwright's voice
was overweiGhted with quick rage.
"Since you doubt. why, call herr He
went to the door and swung it open.
"Lucene! he called. This use of he.
name so Familiarity for the first time
in the presence of the husband was in
itself a revelation. Come. Lucene,"
he cried; "come!"
The wife entered almost at once, for
she mad De.n waiting In the hall in an
agony of despair.
1t was the husband who addressed
her with a fierce entreaty:
!"Lucene. this man-he has been say
ing He chOked.
Andrew continued:
II have been trying to show your
husband how useless it would be to at.
tempt to prevent you from going out
of his life as you had already planned
I have also
Wainwright was furious.
"He said-he said that you-you were
going away with this man Creegan
Tell him he lies!'
''She will not do that" Andrew de
clared. ''or l am much mistaken"
"Lucenev' The husbands voice rang
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H
MASTER
MIND
Novelized by Marvin Dana,
Author of within the Law"
From the Successful Play
by Daniel D. Carter
SYNOPSIS.
Copyright. 1913. by the H. K.
Fly Company

~AS
Henry Allen, a young married man, 10
sentenced to be executed for killing the
man who won the affections Of Aliens
wife. Aliens brother, Andrew, known to
the criminal world as THE Master Mind"
determines to avenge his brother. He
writes the district attorney that he will
send him white. red and black blank
cards indicating the progress Of his
plans for revenge.
Andrew discovers that the district at
torney who convicted Henry is in love
with an orphan girl who once saved his
life. The district attorney, Wainwright.
has been searching for this girl, but can
not find her.
Andrew finds the girl and after con-
spring to send her to prison gets her re-
leased. He then educates her.
The Master Mind, Andrew, then pro-
vides a family and a house for the girl,
Lucene. The members of the family"
are eX-crooks living under assumed names.
Lucene, however, does not know OIL their
past. Andrew takes the position Of but
Ter In the house.
Lucene's three associates represent them
selves as her father, mother and brother.
They take the name Of Blount under An
drew's commands. Finally, unknown to
Lucene, they quarrel among themselves.
Wainwright. the district attorney, is
lured to the Blount establishment by An
drew and ~accOmplices. Wainwright has
doomed up as a leading candidate for gov
ernor Of New York state. Andrew plots
his ruin.
Lucene meets Wainwright. 1t is a case
Of love at first sight. Each remembers
the occasion when the girl saved his life
by binding a tourniquet around a wrist
injured in an automobile accident. They
marry.
Creegan, a notorious western thier. is
summoned east by Andrew for a myste-
rious purpose. Creegan talks with Walter
Blount, who Is a criminal posing as Lu.
Genes brother.
Creegan learns that the girl he once
knew in Chicago as Maggie Flint Is now
Lucene, the wife of District Attorney
Wainwright. The thief is informed by
Andrew as to where the Wainwright jew
els are kept. Andrew sends Wainwright
a black card-the sign that his blow is
about to fall.
On receiving the black card, which was
found inserted in a book, Wainwright
holds a conference with Marshall, a de-
~tective, about THE Master Mind"
Andrew reveals to Wainwright that, al
though posing as a butler. he is really the
dreaded Master Mind. Marshall cap
lures oleesan III al a''eiipt " " 'no
Wainwright family safe. Lucene is pres
ent and recognizes Creegan.
wainwright anp.urs on tba scane The
thief tries m con,romise iucen. fo,low-
.u- Andrews orders. ana saws that he
Travelled from Chicago to see her at her
request. He claims that she gave him
money.
AhuicW iilofLiS Nali"rlsht tilat ne Is
running MS nome ana his poiltlcal CHANCES
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forth In q loud tenderness.
She spoke in a level voice, apathetc
from the burden Of a consummate tor
ment.
There's no use Of any o fuss, Is
there?' she said pitifully. "Oh, I'll go
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XIV.
Thu h1nAxu

~ re have here a close parallel.
M Mr.. District Attorney"
w went on Andrew, ito the
caSn of NV hrofhor HI
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ity. &
do you suppose that, after four
years Of careful planning, I would
place the issue in the hands of a mere
child?'
yet it would seem that you did
commit just that folly"
Not so!' Andrews denial was
spoken with angry vehemence. II
have my chief resource against you
still in readiness. and l shall employ it.
Listen, sir! You aspire to high office.
Mr.. Wainwright. The opposition to
you is strong. and it is INSCRIPTIONS.
You have threatened the corporations.
They know what to expect from you.
Now. If in the newspapers were to ap-
pear the story Of certain peculiar tai
ents of your wife's relatives. together
with a sketch of your wife's life
my wife's relatives" Wainwright
exclaimed. ...
1t was Lucene who seized the oppor.
tunity for explanation. Little by little.
nov that the period of most frightful
stress was past, she had been gather.
mi in which she had served the
vindictive spirit of the man whom
hitherto she had regarded with a re-
%verential gratitude. Though the whole
matter vas not yet clear to her by any
means, she nevertheless perceived be-
yond the shadow of doubt that Andrew
hated her husband and that he had
Unanswered deliberately for revenge.
and that she had been entrapped by
his wiles into the playing Of a part
against the man she loved. There was
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-05-07
TO SERVE WITH BOILED FISH
Sauce That 10 Exceptionally Good,
Recommended by One Of the Best
Known Chefs.

Fish sauce Is almost more important
than the fish. This is something good:
Take the yolks Of two eggs, one cupfui
Of brown sauce and one tablespoonful
Of vinegar or lemon Juice. Make the
brown sauce by browning two table
spoonfuls of butter in the frying pan.
stir in a tablespoonful OF flour. salt
and pepper and add cupful Of the
water in which the fish was boiled.
and boil until It thickens. Beat the
yolks of the eggs and stir the hot
brown sauce into It. Put II on the
stove and let it boil a minute or two.
add the vinegar or lemon Juice and
serve hot with the fish.
Here is another delicious recipe for
sauce to serve with boiled or
steamed fish: Melt three tablespoon
fuls Of butter, add three tablespoon
fuls of -four and stir until well blend
ed. Then pour on gradually. while
stirring constantly. one cupful of white
stock and one-half cupful of cream.
Bring to the boiling point and add one
fourth cupful Of blanched and shredded
almonds, eight olives (stoned and cut
In quarters), one-half a tablespoonful
Of lemon Juice. one teaspoonful Of beef
extract, one-half teaspoonful of salt
and few grains of cayenne.
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CHAPTER viii.
HE Killed q Woman"

TIC Ntueo q woman.
His face was livid with rage. Fol
q moment he glowered upon the two
old men, his fingers working spasmod
fcally, his chest heavsng with the vol
canic emotions he was trying so hard
to subdue. Then he whirled about
to glare into the hail.
in Gods name, Freddy. boy, what's
happened?" cried old Mr.. Riggs, all
a-tremble.
Some minutes passed before he could
trust himself to speak. Ugly veins
stood out on his pale temples, as he
paced the floor in front of them. Even.
tually Mr.. Dawes ventured the vital
question, in a somewhat hushed voice.
Have you-Quarreled with your IA
ther, Freddy"
The young man threw up his arms
In q gesture Of despair. There was
a wall Of misery in his voice as he
grated out:
In the name Of God. why should he
hate me as he does? What have |
done? Am l not good son to him ?'
"Hush!" implored Mr.. Dawes, nerv.
ously. Hell hear YOU"
Hear mel" cried Frederic, and
laughed aloud in his recklessness.
why shouldn't he hear me? BY
God, I'll not stand 1t a day longer. He
wouldn't think Of treating a dog as
he treats me. God, IL, why, he il
actually forcing me to hate him.
Do hate him! swear to heaven, It
was In my heart to kill him down
there just now. +" He could not
go on. He choked up and the tears
rushed to his eyes. Abruptly turning
away. he threw himself upon the
couch and buried his face on his arms,
sobbing like little child.
The old men. distressed beyond the
power Of speech. mumbled incoherent
words of comfort as they slowly edged
out toward the door. They tiptoed
into the hall and neither spoke until
their bedroom door was closed behind
them. Mr.. Dawes even tried 1t to see
that 1t was safely latched.
The curtains parted and Yvonne
looked In upon the wretched Frederic.
There was look Of mingled pain and
commiseration in her wide open eyes.
For a moment she stood there regard.
Ing him In silence. Then she swiftly
crossed the room to the couch in the
corner where he sat huddled up. his
shoulders still shaking with the mis-.
cry that racked him. Her hand went
out to touch the tousled hair, but
stopped before contact. Slowly she
drew back, with Q glance of apprehen.
sion toward the door of the Hindu's
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| closet. An odd expression of alarm
crept into her eyes.
Frederic" she said. softly. almost
timorously.
He lifted his head quickly, and then
sprang to his feet. His eyes were wet
and his lips were drawn. Shame pos
sessed him. He tried to smile, but II
was pitiful failure.
"Oh, I'm SO ashamed of-of-" he
began, in a choked voice.
Ashamed because you have cried?'
she said quickly. But no! 1t is good
to cry-it is good for women to cry.
But when a strong man breaks down
and sheds tears, / am-oh. am heart
broken. But come! You must 60 to
your room and battle your face. Go at
once. Your father must not know that
you have cried. He"
"D-n him!" came from between
Frederic's clinched teeth.
"Hush!" she cried, with another
glance at Ranjabs door. She would
have given much to know whether
the Hindu was there or still below
stairs. You must not say such"
Il suppose you're trying to smooth
1t over so that they won't consider
him brute. Is that it?"
Hush! Please, please! You know
that my heart aches for you, mon
ami. 1t was cruel of him, it was cow
ardly, yes. cowardly! Now l have
said it," She drew herself up and
turned deliberately toward the little
door across the room.
His eyes frightened. The crooked
sheer turned into an imploring smile.
Forgive me, Yvonne! You must
see that I'm beside myself. IL"
But you must be sensible. Re-
member he is your father. He is a
strange man. There has been a great
deal OF bitterness in his life. He"
But l can't go on the way things
are now. He's getting to be worse
than ever. l never have had b kind
word from him. seldom a word of any
description. Never kind look. Can't
you understand how it goads me to"
Il am your friend" she said slowly.
is this the way to reward met"
He dropped to his knees and COW
cred her hands with kisses, mumbling
his plea for forgiveness.
II am so terribly unhappy" he said
over and over again. I'D leave this
house tonight if it were not that |
can't bear the thought of leaving you.
Yvonne. l adore you. You are every.
thing in the world to me. +"
Get up" she cried out sharply. He
lifted his eyes in dumb wonder and
alteration, but not in time to catch
the look Of triumph that swept across
her face.
you will forgive me? he cried.
coming to his feet. IL couldn't helm
saying it. 1t was wrong-wrong! But
you will forgive me, Yvonne?"
She turned away, walking slowly
toward the door. He remained rooted
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Water Bread.

Four cupfuls of boiling water, two
tablespoonful each Of butter, lard and
sugar. three teaspoonfuls Of salt and
one yeast cake dissolved in q quarter
cupful of lukewarm water: IL cupfuls
Of -four. Put butter. lard. sugar and
salt in mixing bowl or pan and pour ON
boiling water. Let stand until luke
warm; add yeast and II cupfuls OF
flour. Mix thoroughly with knife or
mixing spoon. then add remaining cup
full Of -four and knead. Cover and let
stand over night in a warm place.
Shape in loaves in morning and rise.
Bread should continue rising for Is
minutes Of baking; then 1t should be-
gin to brown.
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to the spot. blushing with shame and
| dismay.
Where are you going? To tell
him." he gasped.
She waited an instant, and then
came TOWARD him. He never could
have explained the unaccountable i'm
pulse that forced him to fall back a
few steps as she approached. Her eyes
were gazing steadily into his, and her
red lips were parted.
THAT is as it should be-" she was
saying, but he was never sure that he
heard the words. His knees grew
weak. He was in the tolls! Nov.
you must pull yourself together" she
went on in such a matter-of-fact tone
that he Strengthened up involuntarily.
Come! Wipe the tear stains from
your cheeks"
He obeyed, but his lips still uuiv.
cred with the rage that had been
checked by the ascendency OF another
and even more devastating emotion
She was standing quite close to him
now, her slender figure swaying
slightly as II moved by some strange,
rhythmic melody to which the heart
beat time. Her eyes we're soft and
velvety again; her smile tender and
appealing. The vivid white of her
arms and shoulders seemed to shed
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PIIorim's Plum PUDDING.

One-half of five-cent loaf of bread.
broken in pieces and soaked in three
cupfuls Of milk until soft. then add
one cupful Of raisins washed and seed
ed. one teaspoonful of salt. yolks Of
two eggs and one whole egg Tor use
the whole eggs II you wish). one cup
full of sugar and one cupful more Of
milk. small piece Of butter. Butter q
pudding dish well and turn mixture in.
set In pan Of water and bake In very
slow oven three hours. then turn over
pudding one cupful Of cold milk and
bake several hours more, remember
ing to keep well covered. and not have
water boil out Of pan. and have very
slow oven. Add spices II liked.
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He came swiftly into the room from
the hall and not from his closet. The
look of relief in Yvonne's eyes wal
short.lived. She saw amazement III
the faces of the two old men-and
knew!
AFTER we have had the feats Of
magic" Brood was saying. Miss Des
mond will read to you. ladies and gen
tlemen, that chapter Of our Journal
"My Gawd!" groaned both of the
middle-aged gentlemen. looking al
their watches.
"-relating to"
You'll have to excuse me, Brood
really. you know. Important engage.
ment uptown"
"Sit down. Cruger." exclaimed Hold.
der. 1.-The lady won't miss you"
"-relating to our first encounter
with the great and only Ranjab." pur.
sued Brood, oracularly. I'VE found
him in a little village far up in the
mountains. He was under sentence
of death for murder. BY the way,
Yvonne, the kris you have in your
hand is the very weapon the good fel.
low used in the commission of his
crime. He was in prison and was to
die within a fortnight after our arrival
in the town. / heard of his unhappy
plight and all that had led up to It..
His case interested me tremendously
One night, a week before the proposed
execution, my friends and l stormed
the little prison and rescued him. We
were just getting over the cholera and
needed excitement. That was fifteen
years ago. He has been my trusted
body servant ever since. l am sure
you will be interested in what have
written about that thrilling adven-
ture."
Yvonne had dropped the ugly knife
upon the table as II 1t were a thing
that scorched her fingers.
did he-really kill a man?" whis-
pered Miss Janey. with horror in her
eyes.
HE killed woman, His wife, Miss
Janey. She had been faithless, you
see. He cut her heart out. And now.
Ranjah. are you ready?"
The Hindu salaamed. "Ranjab il
always ready. sahib." said he.
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CHAPTER vII-Continued.

Then, before their startled, horror.
struck eyes. the Hindu coolly plunged
the glittering blade into his breast,
driving 1t in to the hilt!
Good Lord!" shouted the two old
men.
Ranjab serenely replaced the sword
in its scabbard.
1T is not always the knife that finds
the heart" said he, SO slowly, so full
Of meaning, that even the old men
grasped the Significance of the cryptic
remark.
"A Teller can be fooled, no matter
how closely he Watches" said Mr..
Dawes, and he was not referring to
the amazing sword trick.
mo, sir" said Mr.. Riggs, with
gloomy irrelevance. Il don't like that
woman"
The old spell of the Orient had
fallen upon the ancients. They were
hearing the vague whisperings of
voices that came from nowhere, as
they had heard them years ago in the
mystic silences Of the East.
"Sh! One comes" said Ranjab,
softly. ut will be the masters son."
An instant later his closet door
closed noiselessly behind him and the
old men were alone. blinking at each
other. There was no sound from the
hall They waited. watching the cur
tanned door. At last they heard foot
steps on the stairs. quick footsteps of
the young.
Frederick strobe rapidly into the
room.
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with Miss Followell.' He took in the
situation at a glance. Was 1t relief
that sprang into his eyes as he saw
the two old men?
Frederic came down from the win
dow, somewhat too swiftly for one who
Is moved by shame and contrition. and
raced the group with a well-assumed
look OF modification in his pale.
twitching face. He spoke in low. re-
pressed tones, but not once did he
permit his gaze to encounter that Of
his father.
I'm awfully sorry to have made q
nuisance of myself. 1t does 60 to my
mead and II dare say the heat Of
the room helped to do the work. I'm
all right now, however. The fresh air
did me a lot of good. Hope yoTll
overlook my foolish attempt to be a
devil of fellow" He hesitated a mo-
ment and then went on, more clearly.
I'm all right now. father. 1t shall not
happen again. can promise you
that" A close observer might have
seen the muscles of his jaw harden
as he uttered the final sentence. He
intended that his father should take
1t as a threat. not as an apology.
Brood was watching him closely.
puzzled expression in his eyes; gradu-
ally 1t developed into something like
admiration. In the clamor of voices
that ensued the older man detected
the presence of an underlying note of
censure for his own behavior. For the
first time in many years he expert
enced feeling of shame.
Someone was speaking at his
elbow. Janey Followed. in her young.
enthusiastic voice, shrilled something