Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-11-01
fC~onfinued from our last issue)
CuADTEP III

III
About that time, a mile and a
half to the southwark, James OAR
ragh came out on the rocky and
rushing outlet of Star Pond,
Over his shoulder was a rifle. and
all aroun him ran dogs-big, pow
erful dogs, built like foxhounds but
with the rough. wiry coats of Aire-
dales. even rougher of ear and fea-
lures.
He had been seated there for ten
minutes, possibly, with his tired
dogs lying around him. when just
above him he saw a State Trooper
emerge from the woods on foot,
carrying a rifle over n shoulder.
Jack he called in a guarded
voice.
Trooper Stormont turned. caught
sight of Darragh, made a signal of
recognition, and came toward him.
Darragh said: your mate,
Trooper Lannis, is down stream.
Il Tve two of my Owl game wardens
at the crossroads, two more on the
Ghost Lake Road, and two foresters
and an inspector out toward Owl
I Marsh"
stormont nodded. looking down
II ut the dogs.
what are they, Jim?"
"Otter-hounds," said Darragh,
"a breed of my own. . But
that's all they are capable Of hunt
ing, I guess" he added grimly.
Stormont's gaze questioned him.
"Well," said Darragh, "I left my
two guests at Harrod Place 70
amuse each other. got put three
y couple of my otter-hounds and
started them-as I hope and sup
( posed-on Quintana's trail"
~ ffvEyr,. A-~.1-A1 O,B fa1T,iraI Cfar-
mont ~curiously.
"well-I don't know. 1 think
they were following some Of Quin-
tana's gang-for a while, anyway.
After that, God knows-deer, hare,
cottonrtail-I don't know. They
yelled their bally heads Off on
the run-they're slow dogs, you
know-and whatever they were af-
ter either fooled them or there were
too many trails. . l made a mis-
take, that's all. These poor beasts
don't know anything except an OF
ter. 1 just hoped they might take
it,"
They had been walking for TWEEN
ty minutes, possibly, exchanging
scarcely a word, and they were now
nearing the billy basin where Star
Pond lay, when Darragh said abb
ruptly:
I'm going to tell you about
things. Jack. You've taken my word
SO far that it's all right"
Naturally said Stormont sim
ply.
The two men. who had been
brother officers in the Great War,
glanced at each other, slightly smil-
ing.
Here it is then" said Darragh.
when l was on duty in Riga for
the Intelligence Department 1 met
two ladies in dire distress, whose
mansion had been burned and loot
ed. supposedly by the Bolsheviki.
They were actually hungry and
penniless; the only clothing they
possessed they were wearing. These
ladies were the Countess Orloff-
StrelwitZ, and a young girl, Theo-
dorica, Grand Duchess of Esthonia.
I did what 1 could for them.
After a while / found out that the
crime had been perpetrated by Jose
Quintana'S gang of international
crooks masquerading as Bolshev-
Xxi"
Stormont nodded: IT also came
across similar cases." he remarked.
"Well. this was q fragrant exam
pie. Quintana had burnt the cha
teau and had made off with over
two million dollars worth of the
little Grand Duchess jewels
among them the famous Erosite
gem known as The Flaming Jewel"
"I've heard of it,"
I've been after him ever since.
B. =. But. Jack. until this morning
-2dintana did not possess these
stolen jewels. Clinch did,"
"What."
"Clinch served overseas in a for
estry regiment. In Paris he robbed
Q~uintana of these jewels. That's
why I've been hanging around
Clinch."
Stormonts face was flushed and
tn~credulous. Then it lost color as
he thought of the jewels that Eve
had concealed-the gems for which
she had risked her life.
He said: But you tell me Quin-
tana robbed you this morning"
He did. The little Grand
Duchess and the Countess Orloff-
7strelwitz are my guests at Harrod