Evening star., 1921-04-22
Bulldog Drumm0nd
BY CYRIL McNEllE (''Sapper')
A Novel Of Mystery, Love and Adventure.
BY CYRIL MclEILE ('.Sapper"
(ospyr.xht, 1874, D. George q. Doraa OIL

I even of grayness showed anywhere,
and Hugh remained motionless, won
| dering what the next move was going
| to be-. Now that the nights ordeal had
commenced, all his nerve had returned
| to him. He felt ice cold; and as his
powerful hands clenched and un-
! clenched by his sides, he grinned
| family to himself.
| Behind him in the room he could
hear an occasional movement in one
of the chairs, and once from the hall
outside he caught the sound of whis-
pering. He felt that he was sur
| rounded by men, thronging in on him
from all sides, and suddenly he gave
! a short laugh. Instantly silence set
tied strain as he would he could not
hear sound. Then very cautiously
| he commenced to feel his way toward
the door
Outside a car went by honking dis
cordantly, and with a sort of cynical
amusement he wondered what its oc-
| cupants would think If they knew
what was happening in the house SO
near them. And at that moment some
one brushed past him. Like a fash
Hugh's hand shot out and gripped
him by the arm. The man wriggled
and twisted, but he was powerless as
a child. and with another short laugh
k1uSH lOuHu HiS SHEodl Will his othSA
hand And again silence settled on
the room.
Still holding the unknown man in
front of him. he reached the foot of
the stairs, and there he paused. He
had suddenly remembered the mys-
terious thing which had whizzed past
his head that other night, and then
changed suddenly into the wall beside
him. He had gone up five stairs when
it happened, and now with his foot on
the first, he started to do some rapid
thinking.
If, as Peterson had kindly assur-
ed him, they proposed to try and
send him mad, it was unlikely that
they would kill him on the stairs.
At the same time it was obviously an
implement capable of accurate adjust
ment. and therefore 1a 1t vas mo more !. tn1n IN
frighten him. And If they did-if they
did The unknown man wriggled
feebly in his hands, and sudden
unholy look came on to Hughs face.
ITS the only possible chance. ne
said to himself, land il it's you or
me. laddie. 1 guess it's got to be
With a quick heave ne jerked the
man off his feet. and lifted him up
till his head was above the level of
his own. Then clutching him tight.
he commenced to climb. His own
head was bent down, somewhere in
the region of the mans back, and he
took no notice of the feebly kicking
legs.
step, and gave a final adjustment to
his semi-conScious burden. He felt
that the hall below was full of men,
and suddenly Peterson's voice came
to him out Of the darkness.
THAT is four. Capt. Drummond.
oh ho or
"A very good-'ooking one as far as
I remember" answered Hugh. TN
just going to get on to It,"
That should prove entertaining"
to switch on the current"
Hugh pressed his head even lower
in the mans back and lifted him up
another three inches.
How awfully jolly?" he murmured.
Il hope the result will please you"
I'D stand quite still II I were you."
said Peterson suavely. "Just listen"
AS Hugh had gambled on. the per-
formance was designed to frighten.
Instead of that, something hit the
such force that it wrenched him clean
out Of his arms. Then came the clang
beside him. and with a series Of omi-
nous thuds a body rolled down the
stairs into the hall below.
VOICE eu ssril With Hs heard IaktnEtons
killed him. Switch on the light. ="
But before the order could be car
ried out Hugh had disappeared. like
a great cat. into the darkness Of the
passage above. It was neck or moth
ing: he had at the most a minute to
get clear. AS luck would have 1t the
first room he darted into was empty
and he flung up the window and
peered out.
A faint. watery moon showed him
twenty-foot drop on to the grass,
and without hesitation he flung his
legs over the sill. Below a furious
hubbub was going on; steps were al
ready rushing up the stairs. He heard
TOMS hoarse with rage. shouting in
arttculete orders. And 1t that nom ent
somethtng prompted him to look up-
wards.
It was enoush-that one look: he
had always been mad, he always