Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-05-16
WHO'S WHO m THE sxoRx

KENNEDY HASTE, her husband. who
suspects compiicity on the part OF
his old war coufrade.
SIR RAWDOS WELLS, an amateur
scientist, who has insisted on lend
ing the couple Hidden Hall Court
his gloomy and mystery-ridden es-
tate, for their honeymoon. and who
is found after the disappearance IN
paN fsSfss eaaa sipsy.llks girl. adopted
sister Of Kennedy and secretly in
love with Wells.
MISS GILLETT, an ex-war nurse VINO
fell in love with Haste in hospi-
tai, and who is an intense person.
DAGoN, youthful Scotland Yard de-
tective. who has done. glorined spy
! work" in the war. He is of vivid
Latin temperament, though Cana
dian in trainings > - ..rc'
The Scarlet Cloak
"Then maybe she'll change her
mind and live with us, in her own
Victorian suite, rather than do as
she. threatens now and go out into
the wide, wide world, far away from
Yours Iovingly!''
So, Pandora Haste had threatened
to leave her adored Ken and his
wife! e.. -...-
And Rawdon Wells had been
Italian and primitive" and his eyes
had been terrible" when Eve had
broken the news to him Of her en-
gagement to his friend, Kennedy
Haste!
But. it was the Atter concerning
the unnamed Idol which interested
Dagon most.
Are you willing to tell me who is
this man Miss Carroll referred to?e
he asked. pointing out the passage
to Haste. - =: -
Ken read the. words and flushed up
to the roots of his brown hair. ASK
me something else" he said. 4 can't
tell you that" ~
Do you mean you cantor you
Won't"' f.
lam afraid rye forgotten that
particular one. There were-so
many chaps who fell in love with
Miss Carroll" Ken stammered.
Dai on knew that he had not for
eotte and Haste probably knew
that ne knew. But the detective let
the subject drop. Instead. he said,
Jus, now YOU gave me permission
to ':sk you something else Well,
I tt 1e you at your word. We're in
Mi, 5 Haste's own sitting room. You
tell me that in the wardrobe there
arc souvenirs of the time when she
first came TO you. VIII you let me
see those things?"
Haste stared. But what possible
connection can they have with this
case"
They may have more than You
think" said Dason.
Haste took back the letters hur-
riedly, as if he feared more Ques-
tons, and then-glad of the change
of subject-found the key of the
cupboard in a drawer of the secrc-
tary above. where no doubt he had
seen Pan place it. This new affair
had little interest for him. He could
not conceive it possible that the
souvenirs of Pandora's babyhood
SHOULD have the remotest connection
with the disappearance of Eve Car
roll. His glowing opinion of Dagon's
talent paled slightly because of the
detectives request. But there was
no reason for refusing. so Ken
rather indifferently unlocked and
threw open the cupboard doors.
Il suppose you've heard the whole
story" he said. "about the box being
left at our door, and all that. The
box-I remember it quite distinctly
was like a boys school box, but
rather small. 1t was thrown away
by our servants, / suppose; but
everything in it was kept; and
there's the lot in that dolls trunk
which was one of the great treas
ures of Pans childhood"
ALLOW me-" exclaimed the de-
tective, and STOPPING took from the
one shelf in the cupboard a minia-
ture trung got up to resemble the
fashionable travelling boxes Of a
Paris maker. 1t waa not heavy,
though it was of q good size, two
feet long by one In height perhaps.
and Dagon placed it on a table. 1t
was unlocked, but thinking of the
girl lie hesitated to lift the lid, and
Haste impatiently did so.
A delicious. perfume OF potpourri
rose to the nostrils of the two young
Iuen. And though Haste had moods
of fiercely douDting his adopted
sister. his heart melted as he looked
ut her previously guarded treasures
Of the past. The trunk'hal 3 Tray,
in which reposed q doll which had
been a present from him OH oDe of
Pans birthdays. 1t had eyes which
opened and shut, real eyelashes and
curly hair which could be brushed.
Pan had named the doll after him
and herself: Pandora Kennedy"
1t lay on neat pile of lis ward
robe, made by the childs own hands
with here and there a ribbon bay of
potpourri. Ken removed the tfaI,
and Dagon's eager eyes saw first a
feecy Shetland shawl, chen "a silky
blanket striped with Led, white and
green.
There. the roor little kid was
wrapped in ;hDse %hen we found
her." Haste said. Il suppose the
rest nf tho fhir0c l.
Examine them as nlucn as YOU like"
The dark face OF the Canadian
had flushed at the sight of the silk
blanket: but Haste did not notice
his change of color. He was think
inng of Eve, and wondering why
the detective had said SO little about
the letters which. after all, he mad
come TO the houGa expressly to see.
The fellow had appeared to be
somewhat impressed by two Of those
letters; yet now lhe seemed far more
intrigued" by these odd trifles
which, surely, could have no bearing
whatever on the case. @
Almost reverently Dagon touched
the blanket. Before looking at what
lay beneath, he held the silky stun
with its bright stripes between his
hands. Perhaps he was trying to
make use of the faculty ne had de-
scribed to Anson: that of seeing an
image of the person most intimately
with the thing touched.
Or else it might be that the blanket
him because of the Italian
coiors, and because he must have
known-if ne knew anything about
Italian manufactures-that the blan-
ket had been woven in the land he
claimed as his birthplace. He could
hardly have decided on such scant
evidence that Pandora Haste, the
was a compatriot of his,
for these Italian blankets were in
tended more for export than for
i'ome use, and thousands were sold
every year in most countries Of