The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1921-12-22

"You see that girl" he remarked,
having tea with a man at the third
table from the big palmf Now. can
you tell me who the man isl seem
TO know his face, but can't put a
name 10 H."
THAT. SIR" murmured the exquisite
being, with the faintest perceptible
scom at such ignorance. ''is the mar.
quis OF Laidley. His lordship is fire.
quently here"
''Laidleyi" cried Hugh, in sudden ex-
element. "Laidley The duke Of
Lampshire's son You priceless old
stuffed tomato-the plot thickens."
Completely regardless OF the scan
dalized horror on the exquisite beings
face. he smote him heavily In the
stomach and stepped into Pail Mall.
For clear before his memory had come
three lines on the scrap Of paper he
had torn from the table at The Films
that first night, when he had grabbed
the dazed millionaire from under
Peterson's nose.
earl necklace and the
are at present
chess Of Lamp
The duchess OF Lampshire's pearls
were world famous; the marquis Of
Laidley was apparently enjoying his
tea. And between the two there
seemed TO be connection rather too
obvious TO be missed.
THREE.
"I'm glad you two fellows came
down." said Hugh thoughtfully, az he
entered the sitting-room Of his bunga-
low at Goring. Dinner was over. and
stretched In three chairs were Peter
Darrell, Algy Longworth. and Toby
Sinclair. ibid you know that man
came here this afternoon, Peterr'
81 did not. Who was itr'
Mrs Denny has just told me-" Hugh
reached out a hand for his pipe, and
proceeded to stuff II with tobacco.
He came about the water. And he
told her that had told him to come.
Unfortunately. I'd done nothing Of the
sort"
"what do you mean, Hughr asked
Toby Sinclair.
TITS pretty obvious. old boy" said
Hugh grimly. II should say that
about FIVE hours ago Peterson found
out that our one and only Hiram Q.
Potts was upstairs"
Good Lord |" spluttered Darrell,
by now very wide awake. what do
we do, sergeant-major
"we take II In turns--two at a
time-to sit up with Potts" Hugh
glanced at the other three. On II
you bllghters--wake up"
II don't know what II is," Darrell
said. rubbing his eyes. II feel most In
formally sleepy"
swell, listen to me-confound you
TobyT
SORRY, old man" With a start SIN
clair sat up In his chair and blinked
al Hugh.
They're almost certain 10 Try and
get him tonight" went on Hugh.
Having given the show away by
leaving a clue on the wretcbed secre-
tary, they must get the real man as
soon as possible. It's far too danger
Gus 10 leave the-leaye the" His
head dropped forward on his chest
short. half-strangled snore came
from his lips II had the effect Of
waking him for the moment. and he
staggered TO his feet
The other three. sprawllng In their
chairs. we're openly and unashamedly
asleep: even the dogs lay in fantastic
attitudes. breathing heavily, inert like
logs
wake upr shouted Hugh wildly.
"For Gods sake ~ wake up We've
been drugged e.
An iron weight seemed 10 be press
ing down on his eyelids: the desire
for sleep grew stronger and stronger.
For few moments more he fought
against It. hopeleSsly. despairingiy;
while his legs seemed not 20 belong
20 him. and there was d roaring noise
IN his ears. And then. Just before
Inconsistencies oyereame him. there
came 10 his bemused brain the sound
o. q whistle thrice repeated from out
side the window. Win last stu
pend0us effort b. fought his way TO
ward Il. and for q moment be stared
into the darkness There Here dim I
hgures moving through the shrubs.
and suddenly one seemed 10 detach
ITSELF IL came nearer and the light |
fell on the mans face His nose and
mouth Were covered with sort Of
pad. but the cold. sneenng eyes were
-I4akington - gHsped Hugh, and
then the roaring noise increased In