Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-05-10
WHO'S WHO I'M TIE STORY

ly disappears.
REMEDY HASTE. her husband. who
suspects completely on the part OF
his old war comrNue.A
SIR RAWDOE WELLS, an amateur
scientist, who has insisted on lend
ing the couple Hidden Hall Court
his gloomy and mystery-rlouen es-
tate, for their honeymoon, and VINO
is found after the disappearance IN
secret chamber.
PANDORA, "A gipsy-like girl. ADOPTED
sister of Kennedy and secretly IN
love with Wells.
MISS GILLETT. an ex-war e,wno
fell in love with Haste in a hospl-
tai and who is an intense person.
DAGON, youthful Scotland 1ard De
tective. who has done glorined spy
work" in the war. He is OF vivid
Iatin temperament, though Cana
70" on the East Terrace
'You told me there were four
definite fingermsrks and thumb.
with the outer cushion of the paim'
Dason reminded them.
$50 there were, And everything
was locked here before We lett last
nisht: also the way up from the cell
lar was fastened. Sc the spring
wouldn't work. No one could have
got in. You'd think it was the
ghosts"
was this room left unguarded at
all after the marks were discovered
and before YOU went away Tor the
night" Dagon inquired.
Arson tried to think back. Not
that can remember" he said,
miscrably. This is misfortune.
Yet | don't sec where I've been TO
blame for carclessness. honestly, MI
Dagon."
Il don't say YOU have" the Cana
dian soothed him. But five seconds
would have been time enough Tor
this work with some one who knew
lust where the marks were. and
what she wanted to do to them
She"
We'll that's the superstition that
presents itself, doesn't it, If that girl
was determined to shield some one
else at no matter what cost to her
self?"
Arson stared at Dagon. so that's
the way Hou Judge Miss Haste
Character-and her confession?" he
asked.
Anyhow. that's one way of judG-
ing them. So far it looks at least
as good as any other. Did Miss
Haste so down to the laboratory
with YOU. by this secret way. and
burst in upon Sir Rawdon" l forgot
il you told me about that"
mo. she didn't follow us down.
We didn't let any OF the women
come" Arson said.
Then while YOU were in the cellar
she could have got chance to spoil
the marks"
she might. though there were
several people about. And she Il
risk discriminating herself by lCaN o.
ing her own marks in smudging the
others out before the blood had
dried"
"She seemed last night to want TO
do that"
'lncriminate herself? Well, yes,
she did seem SO"
And to save Sir Rawdon'
"Ycs-that. too
Il must try TO get some finger
prints Of Miss lIaste's in the cell
said Dagon. There are sure to he
plenty on the bench where she sat
and lay down to sleep. II take
prints here and they match with
those. We shall be able to deduCe
that they're hers, all right. Hut rs
for the prints which have been
purposely obiteTated by Miss Haste.
or by some one unknown--they are
almost certainly useless. Look with
W nat care lllCN Nc bGtil NlDtu tlul Oh
existence. just leaving n blur of red. -
The two mon bent their heads
closer over the marks ON the wall.
Eagon using pocket electric torch
under the deep shadow of the tap
cstry. But suddenly the Canadian
stuck his head out from under the
raised awning. His sense of hearing
was almost animal in its quiCknesS.
and he thought that he had caught
the sound Of a light step.
What do YOU want here" he ask
ed sharply, and was answered by a
slight nervous cough.
Then there was some one,
Arson looked out too.
The butler, Marianti, had come
into the room.
Il beg pardon. sares." he said
courteously. Il 'ope YOU will both
forgive re liberty Eat ave follow
YOU ere. But ! do not find 10
some ozzer place. | do no arm in
zis room, | 'opc?"
no, YOU do no harm" Dagon re-
piled. only you rather startled us
for a moment. YOU came so quietly
Was there something you wanted 10
ask me?'
Something want to tell you
sares." the Italian amended. Some
ting witch ! fear is very terrible"
You have discovered something
more -somethin which we didn't
discover last night" exclaimed An
son.
Eyes, sare. But 1t was not Your
fault YOU not discover it zen. be-
cause it do not exist las night"
out with it." the sergeant en-
couragod the old man.
Yes. sare. am going TO out wiz
If" Marianti said meekly. "Zis
morning arrive letter from Lon
don which is registare and express
for Sarc Rawdon. ! recognize ne
'andwriting on re envelope. II is ne
and Of Signor Magnani, re cousin
Of Sare Rawdon. 90 employ me one
time, and recommend me ere, wen
re last butler Davis has been sud
denly i'll q short time ago. IT is me
90 receive re letters and divide zem
out. Wen ! see Zis envelope | sa
TO myself. I will take it wiz my own
and to Sare Rawdon.' got to is
bedroom. / knock. | tink ! ear i'm
cali Come in ! open re door. Zere
is nobody in re room. | would go to
look for Sare Rawdon some ozzet
place, but ! smell A strong smell OF
fire. / tink Sare Rawdon must ave
left q pipe or a cigarette witch as
commenced TO burn some tablecloth
or maybe re beautiful rug OF Persia
, on re floor. | search and / find
much smoke come from re CRATE
behind big screen witch 'ides 1t I'M
less one look on purpose. lis | tink
strange In summer we do not ave
re fire in re CRATES. | poke wiz a
poker at a mass Of wife stuff, and
| md two towels much covered wiz
brownish red stain witch / tink IL
| blood"