New Britain herald., 1923-03-24

went around to the back, crossing a lawn where the grass and weeds were up to our knees, We failed to dis cover any other door. but somehow or other we found our way through a smashed window Into the great room with its some-shaped ceiling, l think. even ss we entered, we realized that we were too late.
 The place was empty. A small forge was burning: there were sew eral strange-looking vessels lying about the floor; the coffers, covered only by piece Of mating which Huntington kicked aside, were ranged against the wall. There was not a sound to be heard. but the Llace smelled of tobacco smoke, and blue smoke still hanging about the roof.
 We've lost them." Rimmington muttered.
 We have the gold. though" re- minded him.
 And Michael. trust" was the fervcnt rejoinder.
 We searched the house. which was empty and dcsolate. Then we sent to the local police station and ar- ranged for the gold 10 be removed. Afterward we called on the house agent He made little srimace when we mentioned the Sanctuary.
 Thought I'd let it to lady sculp- tor" he declared. "She paid for the house for month. to see whether she could work there--wanted to do her own casting or something
 "She paid you for the month hope?" Huntington inquired.
 "oh. she paid that. all right" the agent replied. "I wish these old places were all pulled down. They're more trouble than they're worth" Did the ady bring you any refer I asked.
 T didn't ask for any" the house agent replied frankly. T was only too glad to get anyone even to talk about the property. Besides, the lady put the money down."
 Nevertheless" Huntington said quietly. ''as a person who has had some experience in these matters--I am Inspector Huntington of Scotland Yard--I should advise you to be a little careful how you deal with these large, old-fashioned houses. In the present case you may be interested to know that the little forge in the studio at the Sanctuary has been used for the purpose of melting down Rus sian gold"
 God help us!" the agent cried. What. the Gorty and Metzger gold ~
 Precisely" Rimmington acqui- esced. They've only got rid of g. little of it.. as it happens but to judge from the preparations, they were going into it more extensively in day or two"
 We drove back to London. and followed my friend into his private room with rare thrill of excitement. I saw his face grow whre and stern as he listened to the report of the man who rose to meet him. Then he turned a .disconsolate face to me-.
 .The rooms in Adam street are empty" he said. ''Stanfeld has not visited the British. Museum today. We've lost him again. I ought to have known better he added bitter Iy, than to have let him remain at liberty for a single moment"
 And the woman?" I asked, a little nervously.
 Huntington shook his head.
 We don't want her." he said. She's just the decoy who may some day whistle her mate to his cell It's s knock for us, Greyes Neither De Miguel nor his wife nor Michael Sayers!'
 But we have the gold" I reminded lim once more.
 Damn the gold"' Huntington re- .orted profanely.
 But Gorty thought otherwise. So, when he recovered consciousness, did Metzger.
 .sThc Unfamiliar Triangle"
 eighth story of this remarkable
 series, will begin in our next
 issue.