Evening star., 1921-04-17
Bulldog Drummond
BY CYRIL NcbEuE ("Sappa")
A Novel Of Mystery, Love and Adventure.
By CYRIL NcEuE ('.Sapper'


fought against 1t. hopelessly, des-
pairinly; while his legs seemed not
roaring noise in his ears. And then.
just before unconscousness overcame
him, there came to his bemused brain
the sound of a whistle thrice repeated
from outside the window. With
last stupendous effort he fought his
stared into the darkness. There were
dim figures moving through the
shrubs, and suddenly one seemed to
detach itself. 1t came nearer, and
the light fell on the mans face. His
nose and mouth were covered with
a sort of pad. but the cold. sneerine
eyes were unmistakable.
'Lakington" gasped Hugh. and
then the roaring noise increased
in his head: his legs .,,5tnae6 struck
work altogether: He collapsed eslins
while Lakington. his face pressed
against the glass outside. watched IN
silence.
Draw the curtains" Lakington
was speaking. his voice mufhed beh1nd
the pad, and one of the men did as ne ne
with a similar pad over his mouth
and nose. Where did you put the
generator, Brownlow?
In the coal scuttle" A man whom
Mrs. Denny would have had no dlfn-
Guilty in recognizing. even with the
mask on his face, carefully lifted
small black box out Of the scuttie
from behind some coal. and shook II
gently. holding it to his ear. ITS
finished" he remarked. and Lakington
nodded.
IAN ingenious invention is gas" he
said, addressing another OF the men:
I'VE owe your nation quite debt OF
gratitude for the idea"
A cultural grunt left no doubt as to
what that nation was, and Lakington
Go and get him." he ordered briefly,
and the others left the room.
Contemptuously Lakington kicked
one Of the dogs: it rolled over and lay
he went in turn to each Of the three
men sprawling in the chairs. With
no attempt at gentleness he turned
their faces up to the light. and stud
led them deliberately; then. he let
their heads roll back again with a
dow and stared down at Drummond.
In his eyes was a look. Of cold fury.
and he kicked the unconscious man
savagely in the ribs. i
You young swine he muttered.
do you think TIL forget that blow
He took another box out Of his
pocket and looked at it lovingly.
Shall T.: With a short laugh he
replaced 1t. ITS too good a death
for you, Capt. Drummond. D. S. O..
NJ. c. Just to snuff out in your sleep.
No. my friend. think can devise
something better than that: some-
thing really artistic
Two other men came in as he turned
away, and Lakington looked at them.
Well he asked. have you got the
old woman?'
Bound and gagged in the kitchen"
answered one of them laconically.
Are you going to do this crowd in?"'
The speaker looked at the uncon-
scious men with hatred in his eyes.
They incumber the earth-this
breed of puppy"
They will not incumber it for long"
said Lakington softly. But the one
in the window there is not going to
die quite so easily. l have a small.
unsettled score with him."
"All right; he's in the car" A voice
with last look at Hugh Drummond,
Lakington turned away.
Then we'll CO." he remarked "Au
revoir. my blundering young bull.
Before I've finished with you, you'll
scream for mercy. And you won't get
it."
e
Through the still night air there
came the drumming of the engine
of powerful car. Gradually it died
away and there was silence. Only the
broke the silence, save for an owl
which hooted mournfully In a tree
nearby. And then, with a sudden
crack Peter Darrelrs head rolled over
and hit the arm of his chair.
CONTINUED in Tomorrows Star)