The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-11-21

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servants in London should they arrive
and to go on living as we were. Again
Il was q warning not TO go out on the
balcony after dusk, and, again. that We
should not desert our posts for one
single evening. On the fourth day,
the doctor pronounced a slight i'm
royement in Ottley's condition, ana
Hartmann determined to run down to
Brighton on the following morning. re-
turning in the afternoon.
That night we again heard the voice.
The house was very still. and Hauf-
mann and / had retired to our rooms,
when ! discerned above the subdued
rustling whisper of the leaves that
other sound that no leaf ever made.
In an instant / was crouching by the
open window. A lull followed Then,
again, / heard the soft voices calling.
could not detect the words, but in
obedience to the instructions of Klaw,
picked up the revolver which / had
brought for the purpose. and ran to
the door. The idea that the whisper
ing menace was something that could
De successfully shot at robbed 1t OF
much OF its eerie horror. and relished
the prospect to action after the dreary
secret sojourn in the upper rooms OF
, the house.
| 1 CROPPED my way down to the hall.
As we had carefully oiled the bolts.
experienced no difficulty In silently
opening the door. Inch by inch I OPEN
ed 1t. listening intentIy.
Again I heard the queer call.
| Now. by craning my neck. could
see the moon-bright front of the
mousse, and looking upward, / was hor-
rined to see Shan Hartmann, a con-
spicuous figure In his light pajama
suit crouchlng on the balcony. The
moonlight played wildly on the nick
n he
as he rose slowly to his feet
Although / did not know what
danger threatened, nor from whence IL
would proceed. knew well that
hlaw's was no idle warning. 1 could
not imagine what madnes had prompt
ed Hartmann to neglect ii. and was
about to throw with the door and call
to him when a series OF strange thing.
happened in bewildering succession.
An odd. stunning sound came from
somewhere in the outer darkness.
Hartmann dropped to his knees U
learned. afterward. that the loose slip
pers he wore had tripped hin). The
glass OF the windows behind him was
shattered with a great deal OF noise.
A shot! a squirt of flame in the
black darkness OF the poplar avenue,
a shrek from somewhere on the
west front and / ran out on to
the drive.
With Tremendous crash a bulky form
rolled down the sloping roof OF the coach
mouse. to fan with a sickening thud to
the ground,
Then. out into the moonlight. Morris
Klaw came running. his yet smoking re-
volver in his handI
Hartmann he cried. and again
''Haufmannr'
The big American peered down from
the balcony. hauling in something which
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unable to distinguish in the darkness.
Good boy" he painted ct was a guy
to do it! But I saw him lying behind
the chimney and thought I could drop
himw
Morris Klaw ran. ungainly, across to
the coachhouse, and 1 followed him. The
hgure OF tai, 1.-THE man, wearing a
blue serge suit. lay face downward on
the gravel As We turned him over Hauf-
man, breathing heavily, Joined US The
moonlight fell on a dark saturnine face.
Christ"
Where did get hold upon the clue?''
asked Morris Klaw, when he, Hartmann
and l sat. in the gray dawn, waiting for
the police to come and take away the
body of Costa 1T was from the brain
OF Ottley! His poor mind" Che waved
long hands circularly in the air. 'goei
round and round about the thing that
happened TO him on the balcony"
And what was that?'' demanded
eagerly. Same as happened
to me?''
1T was neutrality-suspicious. that his
knowledge of strange things tells him is;
venenous-which struck his wrist as he
raised his revolver! What did he do?
can tell you-because he is doing it over
and over again in his poor, feverish
q Nil 81 H.
The barrel of his revolver and fired,
Then. swooning. ne toppled over and fell
among the bushes. The wound that So
had puzzled all becomes explained. IL
vas self-iniiicted-a precaution-a cauter-
zing-and ii saved his life. For / saw
Sir Bartram Vane today and he had
spoken with the other doctor on the tele-
'none. The new treatment succeeds
Il am still in the dark confessed
IaUfmann.
'Yes?" rumbIed Morris Klak. so? Why
10 l go to Brighton? / go to ask Miss
ireta what Ottley would have asked
ler?"
And that is
What she feared that made her so
'ery anxious to get You away from your
oom To me she admitted that she had
eceived from the man Costa impas-
toned appeals. such as. foolish girl, she
lad been afraid to show to You. her
ather,''
Good heavens. The scamp"
The CanailIe, But no matter, he Is
lead canailIe. After you got the brother
anged. this Corpus Girls sent to your
laughter asr.mad letter, swearing that IL
he does not fly with him he will kill
Ou. IL he has to follow you around the
rorld Yes. he was insane. l fancy:
hink so. But he was a man of very
reat culture. He held a Cambridge de-
rec, You did not know? / thought not.
Ie tracked you to Europe and right to
his house. Its history he learned in
ONE way and used for his own ends
Morris Klaw picked up an Indian
Ow which lay upon the floor beside
i'm.
a bow of Indian pattern" he rum
led impressively.
He then stopped again. picking up
small arrow to which a length or
lin black Irvine was attached.
One standing on the balcony In
ne moonlight" he continued-"what
,rtain mark IL the wind be not too
Ugh! And you will remember that
4 gently blowing nights the whisper
X camel
He raised the point OF the arrow.
was encrusted in some black. shin
IL substance. Morris klaw lowered
Is voice.
''Curarir' he said hoarseIy. "the an
ent arrow poison of the South
merican tribes! This small arrow
ould make only a tiny wound and
could be drawn back again by
cans of the Irvine attached. Costa.