The Washington times., 1916-08-27

come little trinket like thatr'
Neither Jimmy nor l could possibly
have imagined how much more 1T
than would even a priceless pigeon
blood ruby from the forehead Of an
idol have meant.
AT the very end only. Ra1o All
was: Tonight"
Some plot with it's focal point At
the address from which Dorothy Nc.
Ray had written me was to be carried
across the seas In pursuit of some
thing the West must yield.
Jimmy and / looked mt each other.
and thought leaped like an electric
spark across the charged air which
"Tonisht!-I wanted to go there any
way to try to help Dorothy McRay."
said.
The Empty House.
And I've got to go there now that
I'm sure OF the address which didn't
quite get. but which your letter gives
me-" said Jimmy. I've just one more
useful bit OF datum, Miss Beatrice. You
see. l followed that Indian after he
And he led me to a cross street,
whore he vanished into an empty
looking place with a big For Sale"
sign across the front OF 1t.
II got THAT number all right-and
now. with the number you have. I
think, we're on our way. to get our
friend airs number. What do you
We wasted no more time in imagin-
'qs Pelham +. SnGs road ID Ss5 No. TO- wa. pretty
suburban cottage set well back from
the, street In grounds which had been
ener. whose art made the siopins lawns.
set with tiny bushes and hedges of
shrubbery and sunken gardens. seem al
most like tiny park.
The McRay cottage was exactly the
exciting than the. daily o'clock tea
should find It's setting. But as we drove
up In the taxi which the sudden need OF
haste had made us feel we must take
wild screams rent the air: and the hrst
was a uniformed policeman, who turned
| into the gate Just ahead of us.
Without stopping to analyze my feel
ing. I rushed up the path after Jimmy
| tage stood open. We entered the broad
hall and followed the sound OF the
screams into room which was a
library In every sense OF the word;
from floor to ceiling.
The French windows were closed and
the curtains drawn. The air was al
most sitting. And In one corner Of the
On the floor lay the body OF a military
looking man Of between fifty and sixty
His face was set In an ugly sneer-i,
portrayed utter hatred and something OF
| terror.
Above the body stood an erect, good
looking chap in whose hand was a blood.
stained knife. A maid stood shrinking
back against a table screaming at inter
walls with an almost automatic effort.
The officer seized the man who held
the knife. and silenced him when HI
made an effort to speak.
A Terrible Scene.
Then he turned to another girl wht
was lurking so far back in the shadows
that l hid not noticed her. She was {
remarkably pretty girl of the howerlik,
English type. But her face had q lool
OF horror and suffering such as / have
never before beheld on that Of any hu
man creature.
knew instinctively that this must b,
Dorothy McRay. and that the man whit
lay dead at her feet was her father. Blu
who was the handsome young fellow
from whose nerveless hand the Office
had taken the blood-stained knife?
The policeman spoke to the girl "D'
you know who this young fellow II? Ca,
you think Of any motive why he'd wan
to kill your father?'
Inc BlTl lOOktu dt
moment and then turned eyes Of anguish
and reproach on his prisoner. She open
ed her lips to speak, and then stumble
back and fell fainting In my arms.
had seen her need and had hurried I
her side Just in time to catch her.
!, We laid the fainting girl on couc
and the maid silenced her screaming 4
order to meet the need Of helping me re
vive her mistress.
Jimmy stood back In the shadow
eagerly contemplating some train o
thought on which his active brain wa
started.
Mics Fairfax" said he.
"Wait! l cried impatiently.
r "Itll be too late after a WHILE" sal
Jimmy--but I thought he was speakin
, in answer to something the officer ha
said rather than to me.
: At last our efforts were rewarded
a and the girl stared at mo with tha
strange, blurred expression people ofte
! have when they come suddenly fror
j the world Of unconsciousness.
! IN answer @ % to Your letter i want
: help you. Do you believe In me? ! war
, nothing In all this world so much no.
y as Just to help you"
\ Beatrice Fairfax-you want to hel
me-" muttered the girl vaguely.
"The maid can take care Of her nov
Miss Beatrice-I think you'll be moi
: help II you come along with me-" sal
I Jimmy
The girl opened S..n,s her eyes -. :udSen1 .'enI
v gates OF n new necessity opened. DO
4 othy McRay felt that she must te