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as you cam"
The train was just pulling in as
he drew up at the station platform.
Miles noted the significant glances
and nudges of the %loungers as they
recognized Hobart Drake and real
lied anew the humiliation which his
young client, Miss Patricia, must
have endured.
His thoughts returned again Il
her, the innocent victim of the mys-
terious calamity which had over
taken her people, when after he
had safely dispatched his wire to
Scottie, he was bowling slowly back
to the house. 1t did not come
wholly as a surprise when he was
hailed by an athletic-looking young
man who stood by a low, red run
about at the side of the road-
The young man advanced ana
leaned c~onfidentially over the wheel.
my names Richard Kemp. I'll
give you five dollars if you'll take a
note to the young lady up there,
Miss Patricia. and see that she gets
it quietly. Do you understand ?"
In a quick flash Of memory Miles
recalled the deep blush which had
mounted in the young girls face
when during their first interview at
John Wells office she mentioned
the Kemp place." and a light
broke over him.
Il think l do. SIR" He smiled
slightly.
You're all right" Kemp clappei
him on the shoulder. There won't
be any immediate answer but I'll be
at-at the place she knows every |
evening at six, sharp. Here You
are!"
He produced an envelope and 6
~five-dollar bill, both of which Miles
accepted gravely.
THANK you, sir. I'll deliver the
note myself.-Goodby. sir"
He drove speedily back to the
Drake estate and around to the ga
rage to put up the car. AS Miles de-
scended from the car he beheld n
battle-scarred tom-cat clawing to
reach a plate of stale meat on a
high shelf, and an inspiration came
to him. Taking the envelope from
his pocket containing the five tab
let's. he selected n oil them and,
rolling it in a small piece of meal
he dropped it on the floor. With a
growl the cat pounced upon it. Fer
a moment the animal crouched and
then it's eyes widened with a look
of almost human surprise. 1t rose,
turned in a wavering half-circle and
then all at once relaxed rather than
fell upon its side with all four feet
outstretched and the lurid eyes
filmed.
So Roger had not been blufing,
after all! As Miles replaced the en-
velope in his pocket, his fingers
came in contact with another, the
one which Hobart Drake had
dropped on the dining room floor.
What could 1t have contained to
drive him into such a tempest of
fury?
The detective was turning it over
speculatively in his hand when sud
denly he uttered a sharp exclama-
ton. He needed no magnifying glass
to verify the truth; the cancelled
stamp had been transferred from
another envelope and the postmark
was a forgery. That letter had
never passed through the mails!
CHAPTER VI
1t vas close to midnight when a
stocky figure enveloped in a heavy
ulster wormed it's way through a
gap in the hedge and started a cir
cuitous course about the Drake
house.
A faint glimmer showed on the
third floor and silhouetted against |
the dim patch of light appeared the
profile of a man. The watcher be-
low picked up a handful of loose
gravel which he flung against the
window.
Almost instantly the light was ex-
tinguished, there came the slight,
grating sound of a carefully raised
sash. and the tiny spark of a Gig
aret cleaned just above the sill. A
low, peculiar whistle emanated from
the lips of the nocturnal visitor and
the cigaret, describing a wide arc,
fell upon the lawn almost at his feet
as the window vas softly closed
once more.
In a few moments the kitchen