Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1916-06-06
THIRTEENTH EPISODE
The Hidden Face.

Enoch Golden looked at the heavy
shadows about his daughters eyes
Then he seated himself heavily in the
armchair which she had so abstract
eddy turned about for him
Margery," he said with an effort
at sternness, ARE you still worrying
about that young Manley?"
For moment or two the girl re
manned silent.
Il can't help it, father" she finally
acknowledged. And she further dis
comfited her frowning parent by o
suspicion of tears in her downcast
eyes.
But don't believe David Manley il
any more dead than l am" the old
millionaire finally and stoutly as.
severated.
Then why has there been no word
of him, no trace of him, since the
night of that awful explosion"
This question, apparently, was not
an easy one to answer. But Enoch
Golden was not to be lightly dis
suaded from his task of consolation.
"Pll tell you what l believe, my
girl. I believe everythings all right,
no matter what you think. Every
things going to come out all right.
Before the week is out, If what the po-
lice tell me is true, we're going to
have this man Legar safe behind the
prison bars where he belongs. What's
troubling me more than David Manley.
just now, is the problem of this
Laughing Mask person. / had nothing
less than a deputy commissioner call
me up this morning, for the authori
ties down in Center street are con-
WINGED of the fact this Laughing Mask
would be better haul than even
Legar himself. They claim to have
a clear record against him, and in ten
minutes I've got to face a delegation
from the detective bureau and tell
them for the twentieth time Just how
much, or rather, how little, / know
about that mysterious stranger"
Later in her room Margery Golden.
looking up, saw a figure in a yellow
mask silently and pensively regarding
her
You are unhappy" he quietly in
quired.
You seem to appear only on those
occasions when am" she slowly and
thoughtfully replied.
You are wondering at this very
moment if young Manley viii ever
come back TO you"
She colored a little as she stared
up into the masked face.
Yes" she finally acknowledged
L. L
"Why?"
She remained silent
is il because you care for him.
Yes. il is because I care for him
a great deal" she found the courage
to reply.
He turned about and tip-toed 20 the
door There. carefully nursing the
knob in The palm Of his hand. he re-
| leased the catch ard swung the door
| suddenly inward. And crouched low
in the hallway. close beside the door
frame. was the figure OF a young Won
an wearing a housemaid's apron.
The startled young woman. on dis
covering that she had been detected
| in the act of listening at a keyhole.
sprang to her feet and fed like q
shadow down the long hallway.
why. that was one OF our maids,"
i cried the astonished girl.
And also a secret agent of the
Iron Claws" announced the man in
the mask.
But what are you going to do?
demanded the puzzled girl.
| Pm going to show that I'm still
| your friend, and at the same time
| prove that this particular maid is your
| enemy" called back the man in the
/ mask.
But that particular maid, realizing
apparently that events were shaping
themselves into some final issue. lost
| no time in lettering along the hallway
| of that shadowy house. She ran
straight to the heavy folding doors
which shut of the library wherein,
she knew, Enoch Golden was already
comforting with his circle OF officers
from the detective bureau. Opening
these doors, she confronted those
startled officials.
IF you're after that man you call
the Laughing Mask" she announced
in her shrill soprano. you'll find him
here in this house. at this very mo-
ment"
I'm this house?" echoed the astound-
ed old millionaire.
You'll find him." shrilled the white
faced maid, Gin Margery Golden's
room. And the sooner you get there
the betterl"
They rose as one man and moved
towards the door.