New Britain herald., 1922-03-09
that noise might have been a stray

that noise might have been a stray dog"
 Animals don't take off their clothes and try to burn 'cm," retort- cd Hulsc. He saw near the remains of that fire charred bit d grayish flannel, and 1t had some bits Of red cloth. just narrow strips, sewed onto 1t like the beginnings of letters or numbers"
 What's that?" A quick, incisive voice spoke so close to them in the darkness that the sheriff jumped.
 It was Captain Warrens voice which had interrupted him. but the tones were quite unlike those which Barry had heard before. They had rasped out in stern command. and the sheriff gulped and started his story anew
 The five men were 30 deeply en- grossed in their plans that none Of them noted a slender, dark-clad little figure which hovered just beyond the wavering light of the lantern and which now drew closer,
 Let's go." suggested the captain briefly. "This Is almost tho time he usually sets forth for his depreda- tions. isn't it?"
 They agreed and finally set of walking in single file down the path which led to the shore. Behind them a soft voice exclaimed aloud in be- lwilderment: "Thc cave. But how could the man have found it7'
 The face which Fay had seen at the window on the night of her ar rival rose once more before her that strange leering, wild-eyed face. in which there had been something weirdly, hauntingiy familiar. All at once she stiffened and stood as rigid as statue. The next instant she was off like flying shadow in the wake of the manhunters.
 To Captain Warren. trailing along on his crutches at the rear of the party, there came an odd sense that someone was behind him. trailing him in turn. He paused. Nothing but shadows met his gaze. Cursing him. self for nervous, weak, incompe- tent, he toiled painfully after the others.
 He had never felt his infirmity as poignantly befoye as on that night when there was excitement and 'ad' venture abroad.
 It humiliated him to have them stop and wait for him, and he replied almost surlily to their inquiries as te how he was standing the pace.
 That he was not standing it wei was painfully evident to himself. The prolonged, unaccustomed effort wa' telling upon him. When at last he reached the boat-shaped rock the rest were far ahead.
 He sank down upon the rock panting and racked with pain, and I was then that that sensation of some one near came to him once more witt overwhelming force. He strengthened himself to look about, when smal hand was laid timidly upon his shoul der and a soft voice spoke close tt his car.
 Its only I. captain"
 Fay! Miss Tudor.' he gasped What are you doing here?"
 T followed because I thought could help" she replied. "1 vas was down by the garage when l hear' you discussing your plans, and l coult not avoid hearing. l think I knov the place you are trying to find, bu Frank is leading you all astray. Onl myself and one other ever knew il think, until this man unaccountabl stumbled upon 1t in his wanderings.
 What is it-some old deserte' shack?" The captain was rapidl forgetting his pain and fatigue il awakening interest.
 Fay shook her head with a sal little reminiscent smile. There isn't even the remains of { human habitation along the shor' line here for miles" She spoke yer. softly. It is a cave. Captain War ren; not really cave, you know, bu just a natural Assure in the rock upon which another has fallen, form ing roof. don't suppose th' whole thing is more than three fee wide and about six long. My brothe and l discovered it by chance on' day, and we swore we would neve tell anybody about it. can't imagine how this poor man discovered it. bu Lit is the only shelter for miles,"