The Washington herald., 1915-08-29

here. They are English. it is true, but
the sheet Of paper upon which they are
stuck is French-undeniabIy French. One
knows it by the texture. the shape. the
little criss-cross pattern water-ined all
| over the surface. But here-this second
sheet. This is Of English manufacture,
but of cheap quality. and by these little
| hicks in the side of it evidently torn
from a notebook These others. too
| some are English and some are of Amer
ican manufacture; some best cream-land
and some Of inferior quality, but all to
be bought at the shop Of any stationer
or bookseller in the town here. You see.
Marceline, that even dumb things can
1 talk when one knows the sign language.
| eh?''
It was not Marceline who responded to
this-it was Marcelines astonished mis-
| tress.
Monsieur. this is amazing You hear.
Alan? You hear. Lex? He shall make
even paper talk. this wonderful monsieur.
Is 1t not ar astonishing thing?'
Splitting" declared the boy. his eyes
round with amazement Il say. you
| know. you must be jolly sharp. Mr.. Cleek.
to tumble to things off-hand like that.
, Blest If you don't give me hope that you
will get to the bottom of this business
| after ALL
I'm quite sure l shalI-now," said
Cleek. in reply. What's that, Mr.. COL
lingwood? Anything more to be learned
from these letters' Yes-heaps. Type
| talks as well as paper you know. Look
here at this word performance at the
end Of this line reading as soon as your
Performance closes You ought to know
what paper that was cut from. It's the
typ OF The Era. as plain as the nose
on your face. Besides. where would
man be likely to find the word perform
ance' if he stood in need of it if not in
a theatrical paper? Now this. word
closes is cut from a pink paper, as you
see. which at once brings up The Sport
ing Times. otherwise the Pink In and
SO fits another round peg into another
round hole and gives us something def
mite to go uron."
God bless my soul. How"
Gives US a hint as to the tastes, If
not the actual surroundings. Of the per-
son who cooked up the letter Fancy
runs to sporting and to theatrical SUBJ
Jects and must be located in a quarter
where papers dealing with both are with
in easy reach. That's all for the present.
Miss VUltee. and thank you very much
for allowing me to look at them'-bowinr
gracefully and returning the letters to
her. Now. if you all will remain here
Until my return and Mr.. Narkom will
allow me the use of his limousine for
another little matter that wants investi-
gating-in other words, the possible char
acter of the explosive used this morning
in the hope of blowing this poor boy here
into smithereens: and if 1t should prove
to be. as I strongly suspect. that par
ticular one known as picrine"
For the love of heaven, Mr. Cleek,"
Just SO, captain-.for the love of
heaven" finished Cleek. With you
again at by the latest. Good-by,"
At 4 he had said he would return, and
it was to the tick when he came back
and found them awaiting him in almost
breathless suspense.
Monsieur" cried out La Sylphine
Fastening toward him in a very panic OF
nervous dread. Monsieur. You have de-
cided the point and-it-it is not pleasant
to contemplate
Yes. mademoiselle. l have decided it
and it is not pleasant by any means
he replied. The explosive employed was
picrine-the odor it leaves is not to pe
mistaken-and. what is more to the point
l find that directly opposite your DWELL
ing there is a block of flats owned by
Sir Maxwell Kennedy. the inventor of
81,
of those fats is let to a man who IL
unxnown to the housekeeper and who
last night occupied it for the first time
since his tenancy began. That he oc-
cupied it for some purpose in connec-
ton with the exploding of that bomb
would seem to be absolutely certain. for
he left the place and entirely disappeared
directly after the noise of the explosion
had arousd the neighborhood. and moth
ing has been seen or heard of him since.
That he was the person who discharged
the bomb would seem to be beyond ques-
ton, for he left its fellow in the fiat
and. what is more ilIuminative still, left
also a handkerchief marked with the
name of Kennedy
It's a dashed lie roared out the cam
tain L wouldn't believe an angel II one
tried to connect my uncle with the busi-
ness.
Gently. gently. my dear captain |
Don't let your temper run away with
you. Nobody is suggesting that the !
bomb was thrown across the street-or
that it was thrown at all. AS a mater |
of fact. it was exploded by quite different |
means. It was the certainty of that that |
set me to inquiring into the matter of !
the fats across the street. Have a look !
at this little thing. will you? 1 picked it |,
from the woodwork OF the window Of !
Mr. Alexis Vultee's wrecked room. and it !
is curiously illuminative. You see what |
it is. do you not?"
Il know what it looks like at all events !
the bullet of a saloon rifle
"Exactly-and that is precisely what IT |
is; precisely how the bomb was exploded |
with the bullet Of a saloon rifle. And
as this particular one was embedded in
the woodwork of the window. and there
was mark above 1t which looked sus-
piciously like the Craze of another In
passing. what does that suggest? Why,
that somebody in those mats
across the street was pot-shotting at that
bomb until he succeeded in exploding il.
and. as you can't pot-shot at a thing !.
until it's there to be pot-shotted. why
the inference is obvious. The bomb was