The Washington times., 1918-10-03
The Wolves of New York
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Harold BOrradale Who Vowed He
Would Destroy the Family Secret
Has Become Slave to It.

own OedIn, since ne would be de-
prived of the drug which kept him
alive. Probyn said that he would
rather die than sbe a partner to
such atrocities. 1t was at that mo-
ment that George TweedledaIe ap-
peared to announce the coming of
the police. In his rage Probyn at
tempted to rush from the room TO
join them. Valenski took him by
the throat and they struggled to-
gether. They fell on the floor.
Probyn had been weakened by his
eXcesses, and soon got the worst
of it. Besides, Tweedledale went 10
Valenski's assistance. In a sudden
access of fury Valenski stabbed
Probyn, though to do so was abb
solutely unnecessary as Probyn has
been mastered. Then together VAL
enski and Tweedledale worked that
ghastly contrivance in the corner,
and pushed the corpse-as they
thought it-into the cupboard. II
Probyn had been quite dead he
certainly would not have been dis
covered and in all probability no
action would, have been taken
agains Nalenski. But Probyn was
not dead, and his Eroans gave you
the alarm and caused poor Green to
meet with his misadventur9 That
is the story as we have taken it
down from Probyn's dictation. And
it Is evidence upon which Nalenski
will be hanged-if he can only be
found"
Gould not Probyn give any in
formation which might help us in
our search for Valenski?" asked
Swan
Not much more than you already
know" said the coroner. 'He con-
firms all your theories as to the
gypsies, and mentions the possi-
bility of Valenski having concealed
himself at Adderley-that is the
old house which you have under OBJ
servation, is ii not? But he thinks
that the possibility is that his muir
derer has fed abroad. where he has
numberless places of concealment.
He fears, indeed, that Valenski will
never be found. ] believe there is
more than he will say, but we were
not allowed to take down any more
today, for he Was evidently in great
pain and very weak. He was just
able to sign this paper and that
was all. ! am afraid that we nave
got all the evidence from him that
we shall ever get"
Mrs. Borradale is with him now,
said Swan. Perhaps he Will tell
her more"
There was evidently something
on his mind concerning her, sald
the coroner. for he mentioned her
name more than once. Let us hope
he Is still able to speak"
He was interrupted by the sound
of hurrying steps on the corridor.
An orderly appeared. accompanied
by a young lady, heavily veiled.
rs he here?" she was saying, and
the accent Of her voice sounded
strangely familiar to Swan.
Yes, miss-but you must let me
call the nurse" replied the man. II
is not allowed"
allowed" she murmured. May
not a daughter go at once to her
diving father? I tell you that /
have lust found out my father lies
here-I'-there was a sob in her
voice-"I have only just found out
that he is my father. Oh, ] cannot
explain. but I must go to him ~
once" She spoke with foreign
accent.
Suddenly the knowledge Of her
identity came to Swan. He knew
that small. 1.-the figure, and now, in
spite Of the veil, he recognized the
features.
The porter was engaged in talk
ing at the door of the ward, hur-
riedIy asking permission for Wis
itor to see Mr.. Probyn. Swan. who'
in the excitement OF recognition,
had stepped forward. drew back.
IT was no time for his interference.
A little later-yes--but not now In
the presence Of death.
The nurse appeared.
please. / wish to see NV father.
Mr.. Probyn. at once" The voice
was soft and appealing.
You are Miss PrObyn?"
"Yes. yes, ] suppose so. I have
only just learned-oh, ii is so hard
to explain. But let me see him,
please-please let me see him"
"But does he not know that you
are his daughter? 4 shock might
be fatal to him. I cannot allow you
TO go to him like this. You must
explain things 20 me first. Come
in and tell me about it" The nurse
spoke firmly though her tone was
Come in" she r<peated.
The girl disappeared into the
ward and the door closed behind
her.
Swan turned to the two men.
whom we have been in search. II
will be our duty To arrest her. She
is cara, the gypsy"