Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-05-21


KE S,sSRgeSY HASTE. her husband. wh 6e
suspects completely on the part u
his old 1,, war co THEff.s. an amateur
scientist. who has insisted on ienu-
ing the couple Hidden Hall court
his gloomy and mystery-rlodsn -
tate, for their honeymoon, anu in
is found after the oisappe".
pa a Secysl a ripsy-like girl. adopted
sister of Kennedy and secretly In
love with Wells. ,,ho
MISS GILLETT. an ex-war nurse, o ~ !.
feIl in love with Haste in nospi-
tei and who is an intense person;
DAGON, youthful Scotland , 1ao "snv
tective. who has done glorined SPY
work in the war. He Is OF N i,an
Latin temperament, though oan~u'"''
in training.
In the Pay or "The Unknown"
1t was Fanny requested by ser
reant Arson to stay on at the CouIt
for a few days. who spoke or IL 10
her mother the first time Dagon ap.
peared. on an invented errano, a.
he door of the housekeepers ROOM
Good gracious" the girl ex-
claimed. as he announced himself.
You gave me such a start! l al
most thought you were MISS Haste
disguised as a boy-a man. Dld you
ever see such resemblance
mother"
Mrs. Gillett was chalk pale. but
perhaps no paler than when Dagon
had interviewed her on the morning
of his arrival. He had thought then
that she had looked like a dead wo-
man galvanized into seeming me-
Yet she had. at that time, SAID noun
ing about a resemblance, nor hao
her daughter. The detective was
not surprised, however, at the omls-
sion on the first occasion, or oy
Fanny Gillett's exclamation now.
When he came first to Hidden Hall
Court his upper lip had been adorn-
ed by a small mustache, and he
wore his dark hair brushed back
from his forehead in the approved
style of British youth. His aim had
been to look as much of a man
and as, conventional as possible. But
since he had seen Pandora Haste
photograph, he had been doing all
he could to accentuatA and call at
tention to the likeness In London
he had shaved off the dark shadow
which did duty as mustache, and
he now had his naturally waved
hair parted in the middle, a fashion
which made him look younger, more
DONlSfl-dIIllOSI SlIliSIis ouo ~
this effect, he had on a blue serge
suit with a silk shirt, and a soft
rolling collar turned over a tie done
in sailor knot.
No one who had ever known Pan
dora Haste at all we'll could mistake
the resemblance now, or say
vaguely. VINO is it you are like?'
1--we hardly seen Miss Haste.
Mrs. Gillett stammered. ut was
only-on that awful night when she
scol6ed mech, quite rightly!-be
cause I couldn't keep calm. had
other things to think of than her
face then, / assure YOU, Fanny.
Still-now you recall her-I remem-
Der her large eyes--her short hair.
Yes. suppose there is a re-
nothing strange in it. We see strik-
ing resemblances every day. You
are an American, are YOU not, Mr..
Dagon?"
ITO tell the truth, Mrs. Gillett, /
don't know what Il am" the young
man answered, resting his elbows on
the table and. with his face between
his hands. looking across at her.
They were all three in the house
keepers sitting room, Mrs. Gillett
darning some beautiful old linen
and Fanny with a book of love
poems in her lap. Dagon had con-
sciously thrown out all his power OF
magnetism to win them both,S and
felt that he had captured their
somewhat reluctant interest. Like
Miss Haste Uhe captain told me
her story, I'm founding. So
there's another likeness between us
One Of the first things | remember Is
wandering about a street alone. cry
ing because I was hungry and de-
serted-a very small kid three or
four years old. 1t seems that II
was a street in the Canadian town
of Halifax, and that could speak
only Italian" XXI. r.,
AS he talked Dagon kept his big
eyes on Mrs. Gillett's face. She
was looking at him when he began.
Then, after a quick dilation Of her
pupils. the lids dropped. She turn
ed, away, so that he saw her face
her work. But she was not working
Dagon noticed that her hands
trembled. f-,f 80
Il had funny little red waist
coat on, which / have kept to this
day." the detective added. "And the
queer part about that is dream I
have sometimes. l see myself with
beautiful woman in garden
which must be Italian. And she Is
carrying a baby in a red cloak. |
wonder II the dream is a remem-
brance of something real"
Mrs. Gillett dropped her thimble
which rolled across the floor.
Mechanically Dagon sprang, to pick
1t up. Fanny got to her feet also,
and the detective allowed the young
he
him. She gave it back to Mrs. Gii-
lett. and Dagon saw that she looked
at her mother in surprise.
he felt a strong sense OF elation.
He had meant to make this test. but
had hoped little from 1t. Remark
able. even mysterious as Mrs, Gillett
seemed in the situation of house :
keeper, he had not expected her 10
know anything of Pandora Haste
past-his own past. surely linked
with that of the girl. Yet his stray
arrow had hit the bulls eye. This
woman did know something-every-
thing perhaps! She was alarmed or
conscience-stricken, well-nigh over
The detective realized that at this
moment he had her at his mercy.
II he chose to spring his discovery
upon the woman she might be
frightened into telling some part of
what she knew! But he would not
be satisfied with part. He wanted
all. So he must wait.
Now. II she chose to hold back i'm
portant information he could not
prove that she had It. Armed with
what he guessed. he must learn
more. to gain a hold upon her. AZ
for Fanny. the look Of surprise he
had caught made him think that she
did not know the secret OF her
mothers alarm. She wondered what
it meant, and was dying for him