Evening star., 1924-02-24
The Hole IN the Glass
BY MELVILLE DAWSON POST
A:Story of Mystery With Some Singular Characters

MAR aCL6TS.
truce. Lord Winton has a touch of
the sun, and your mans down.
HE indicated me with a gesture.
usually puts the voice up.
Marquis did not reply immedi-
ately to the point.
$50 your master knows me- he
said.s
But the stranger was nG to be
diverted. He spoke to the native.
"Oh, surely the native called
back. But the truce, Sir Henry; shall
you rest up bit or have it out now?
"Have what outr
why pretend, Sir Henry? The
native seemed to call out precisely
the words spoken to him. You came
in to take Lord Winton out, and the
master to prevent YOU
Then why didn't your master at
tack me on the White Nile? He could
have, rushed our camp before we
knew about him.
1.-The master will answer that the
native called back, and then will you
COHl0 10 the Inc udStcT Hdu
to use you to find Lord Winton. He
didn't know where he was--
""'How ill is Winton% asked Mar
quis.
Lord Winton is delirious.' the
man replied. But it's the heat only.
A day or two in the cool air of this
plateau will put him on his feet
Very well,' Sir Henry said. When
winton's able. We'll start back
THERE was a strange shift in the
bearing of the white man over
beyond Sir Henry Marquis when he
replied to that. I can't precisely de-
sribe it. He didn't seem to change
his position. but his posture got some
how a deadly menace in it.
"'You have your choice, Sir Henry
he called
"The inference did not need to be
set out in words. 1t had been stated
in the opening of this strange parley.
l thought Marquis reply was pure
bravado.
"'Oh, there's no choice
And he turned about and walked
past me uo"n tHe IonS green SiOpe 10
our camp"
Barclay sat back from the table
and put the fingers of his big hands
together. He went on in a reflective
comment:
ITO tell the truth, I thought Mar
quis was acting a bit Of fool 1t
was clear to anybody that this mys-
terious ally that had joined Winton's
camp was not person to be either
baff1ed or frightened. There was, in
fact, no choice, as Sir Henry said,
but not as he evidently intended our
enemy to believe. Winton would not
go back to criminal trial in an Eng
Iish court. We could not fight the
two forces now combined. They were
double the strength of our own.
"'Therell be no fight" was all Sir
Henry replied to me.
Then you won't take him. said.
" oh. yes, he answered. We shall
take Lord Winton back with u.s.
II could see what would happen.
There would be rumor creep out in
year or two; the ivory raiders would
carry it, or the slave gangs. There
would be a brief official entry in the
records of the criminal investigation
department at Scotland Yard, and a
lot of bleached skeletons to remain
vaguely white on that plateau"
Barclay suddenly got up. He put
His big hands on the table and leaned
over toward me.
Il guessed what would happen" he
said. with a slow. deliberate intona-
tion of the words, and 1 guessed
wrong.
"Sir Henry Marquis went over into
Winton's camp that night. unarmed
and with his hands up-and ten days
later we started for the Albert Ny
anza on the return march. Marquis
brought Winton out!
one always guesses wrong"
How did Marquis manage it?"
asked. I'm not going to guess!"
You see," he said, "old Brexford
told the grand jury in Hants that he
was sitting in his drawing room
reading beside a table. 1t was Sun
day night; his servants had all gone
to some frolic in the neighborhood,
and he was alone. He didn't know
Winton was about. They had quar-
relied bitterly about the marriage
with this American girl. Brexford
was rich and unmarried and Winton
was his heir. There had been a des-
perate quarrel on Saturday, the day
before; the servants all heard it, and