The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-08-10
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Because there's an unknown mai
hiding somewhere in this house, ant
heaven only knows what he's after
in times like these!"
Even as he had spoken Manley hat
detected an unnatural fullness about
the portiere draping the side door te
the library And on the polished par
quet floor at the bottom Of that portiere
the toe of mans shoe had been
plainly visible. Yet Golden's secre-
tary had waited until the girl had
closed and locked the vault door. Then
he had leaped for the figure behind
the drapery.
But that intruder behind the drapery
had apparently not been altogether
unconscious of the danger confronting
him He had at the same moment
side-stepped nimbly through the quick
ly opened door, throwing an approach
ing and suddenly hysterical housemaid
aside as he had swept past her. The
redoubtable Wilson, who had also at
tempted to block his exit, had even
more promptly gone down, knocked
fiat by one fierce blow. 1t had been
then. and then only, that Manley dis
covered the identity of the intruder.
He had caught sight OF the SCARED
face, which even an ample beard failed
to screen. He had seen the right
arm of wood which ended In its sim
lister iron hook, and all doubt as to his
enemy had vanished.
But this discovery had in no way
interfered with Manley's pursuit Of
that audacious intruder.
1t had not been a pretty fight, that
hand.to.hand contest between the Slim
bodied youth and the scar-faced ex-
ploiter Of evil. but it had been a des-
perate one. AS Manley, pressing stub
bornly on, had struggled to close In
on his opponent, Legar had discreetly
and nimbly backed away until he
found the double house door itself
barring his farther retreat. There
upon he had promptly shattered the
plate-glass backing the iron grill work
on the hinges, and had actually swung
one of these doors open before Manley
could gather himself together and
spring bodily on his escaping enemy.
They had gone down the broad steps
together, locked arm in arm, fighting
and clawing as ferociously as midnight
cats in a tenement court. And Man
ley, with one hand on Legar's leathery
throat, would surely have won, had
not a closed car glided UP to the curb
along which they were writhing and
painting and rolling. From that car a
yellow-faced Italian known as Scoop
had taken a prompt and active part in
the encounter. He had withheld
finalities, however until Manley was
uppermost. Then, with quickly
drawn billy" he had blackjacked that
youth into utter indifference as to
Legar and mysteriously waiting limou-
sine and all the rest Of the world.
Before Manleys senses had come
back to him he and the green-feath-
cred parrot had been tossed bodily
into the closed car, and. three minutes
before the arrival Of the police for
whom the white.faced girl in the
library had so frantically telephoned,
that mysterious limousine had speeded
off into the night, carrying not only
Legar but the youth who had been so
presumptious as to attempt to inter-
fere with Legar's exploits.
But Manley did not altogether give
up. His heart still had the residence
OF youth. He still believed in his
star.
What fretted Manley most, however,
was his lack OF freedom. Rolling a
little over on his side, he studied min
utely the rough brick floor on which
he lay. After this inspection he
wormed his way carefully from side to
side, lying face down and trying each
row of exposed bricks with his shoe
toe in the hope Of finding one Of them
loose.
He had deliberately tested eleven
rows before he found any reason for
hope in this direction. A chill Of ex-
element ran through his tired body.
in fact. as he discovered one brick
which seemed less securely embedded
in cement than were its fellows. He
worked at it patiently, laboriously,
kicking away small particles of plaS-