Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-07-29

metal junk which we carted away
from under the floor of the summer
house and destroyed the morning
after we wound up the case, Scottie,
did not contain the remains of a
printing press as you surmised, but
the relic of a machine for making
a replica of the silk threaded paper
the government uses for genuine
g~reenbacks and had been an original
invention of the real Andrew.
1T didn't come to me W then
that the truth was staring me in the
face until you brought me that
over and I found it was counterfeit.
1t was scorched at one end. and
knowing that Rip must have found
it somewhere l concluded that ii had
been on the dust-heap where Kiss
Drake must nave thrown ii among
the ashes which she cleaned out of
the drawing-room fireplace after I
had seen her burning something
there at midnight.
IT recalled her words: Ashes.
every one. IL only the first had
never been conceived this horror
would not have descended upon u.s.
She had known from the start what
her brothers were doing. None of
her brothers knew until just before
the explosion came that she had
been wise all the time: they thought
she believed that mythical tale of
an inheritance and | could kick my
self for accepting II without vertical
ton, but Wells had taken it for
granted and so did T."
Its no worse than mel" Scottie
remark d consolingly. why didn't
l see that tattoo mark on Andrews
arm when he took off his coat there
in the garden just before Miss
Hawks appeared? To be sure my
back was to him but l was there to
keep my eyes on him and everybody.
How did you first guess that the
Hawks oma knew Andrew for an
imposter?"
II happened to be in the hall when
she ran out of the house like a mad
woman after a tete-a-tete with An
drew and the next minute he upset
the table and scalded his arm. Ii
wasn't a bad burn and it occurred
to me that it was just an excuse for
a bandage!"
Miles face sobered. Gray was
the real brains of the scheme. 1t
was he who wrote that devilishly
satirical lecture and forced poor
Roger b. anonymous threats to de-
liver it; he who wrote the other
anonymous letters. n of which he
slipped into the house by means of a
French window which Andrew had
left open for him and left on the hall
table the night of my arrival to be
mixed with the mail next morning,
when 1 concluded it was some mem
Der of the household. He disguised
his voice for the telephone threats
which so agitated the family. but he
cannot figure out how Roger Drake
penetrated his habitual disguise"
Roger did, them" asked the
other.
"Oh, yes, it was the shock of that
which caused his stroke.
Gray had a sort of half-labora-
tory back of his cottage and he was
puttering about in il when Roger
called. Just as he approached. Gray
removed his wig-and Roger saw
thai the elderly naturalist was real
" a young man in disguise. The
logical reason for it came over him
with a rush and his only thought
was to set home and warn his
brothers, but he was stricken with
the word unuttered upon his lips"
Miles rose. THAT papyrus was
curious. wasn't it?"
1T was an example of remarkably
poor judgment on Rogers part. pic
ture writing or no. if it was as you
said, a complete record of the way
they made their counterfeit money"
remarked Scottie.
ut was more than that; an ex-
ample of the Drake conscience work.
ing overtime" replied Miles. Roger
had designed it in the nature of a
confession and meant to leave it on