Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-09-19

The little man breathed deep. THE
old Dragon can have them for Giles. "
Don't forget. Where's the thing
you made the noise WITH"
The little man pulled out of his
coat a bent piece Of wood at the end
his head it made the whistling roar of
a gale.
MIR. FORTUNE came back to his
AVA bedroom by the window and
slept the sleep of the just. He did
not reach the breakfast table till
Joseph and Isabel were nearly
finished. "All my apologies. I had
rather busy night" Miss Woodall
hoped he had not been disturbed.
Larl<in visibly quivered with curl
osity. He thought Mr.. Fortune had
gone out.
"Out on the moor at night?" Miss
Woodall shuddered. Il wouldn't do
that for anything
Mr.. Fortune tapped his third egg.
why should you? But no one will
NEEDLE with you. Miss Woodall. That
fellow that made the trouble won't
bother you any more"
who was it," she said eagerly.
We'll. l shouldn't worry. One of
the local people suffering from super
stition. He thought it was dangerous
to dig up the old barrow. He wanted
of his ways. l think we'll give him
a free pardon. He wouldn't have hurt
you. You can rule him out and get
on with the excavation"
But that's magnifcent-perfectly
MAGNIFICENT" Mr.. Larkin chirped.
How quick, too! You've really done
wonderfully we'll" He twittered
thanks.
You're quite sure about it, Mr..
Fortune?" said Miss Woodall.
Nothing more to be afraid of. Miss
How splendid"' She smiled at him.
it ISL
Mr.. Larkin plunged into plans for
the excavation. Old White at the
men at any time before harvest. No
time to lose. Better see the old man
at once. Why not that morning? He
did hope Mr.. Fortune would stay and
watch the excavation. Most interest.
ing. Mr.. Fortune shook his head
Perhaps he might be allowed to come
down and see the result.
That's a promise, sir-an engage
ment." MIR. Larkin cried. I'VE shall
hold you to that, shan't we. my dear?"
"Of course" said Miss Woodall.
They went together to see old
White-it seemed impossible for Mr..
Larkin to make any arrangements by
himself. Reggie was left in the house
waiting for his car. He wandered into
the study. Everything had been
tidied away. Everything but the
books was locked up.
Careful SOULS" Reggie murmured
and paused by a waste paper basket
1t had some crumpled stuff in it, He
smoothed out the catalogue of a
diapers sale. Some articles had beer
marked by a line under a letter. He
ran his eye over the pages. A p H
0 n o G + l n, he read, and heard
the horn of his car. He dropped the
catalogue back in the basket and slid
out of the study as the doorbell rang
The maid, coming to tell him his car
was at the door, found him in his
bedroom. writing letter.
The big car purred over the heath
passed man pursuing butterflies
slowed and stopped. The chauffeur
went to examine his back tires. The
passenger leaned out and watched
e
was something white by the roadside
The butterfly hunter crossed the road
and picked up a letter. The passenger
glanced back
Now let her out. Sam" he said.
In the later afternoon the Hon
Sidney Lomas. in Scotland Yard, was
surprised by the arrival of Mr.. For.
tune.
"Oh. Reginald, this is so sudden"
he complained. FINISHED already:
Has Isabel no charms?"
Some of your weaker tea would do
me no HARM" said Mr.. Fortune. lisa.
bells very interestin' woman, Tomas.
Joseph also has points of interest
They're both happy now
Cleared it up, have you? What
was it?"
1T was a son of the soil-bushman
type. Probably a descendant of some
prehistoric race. You do find 'em
about in odd corners. Family Turk
ing on that moor for centuries. He
had notion if anybody opened the
old Dragan barrow death came out of
it. Probably a primeval belief. So he
set himself to scare off Joseph and
Isabel-tokens of death for em-the
bull-roarer at nights
What in wonder is a bull roarer?''
"Oh, bit of wood rather like a
boomerang. You twirl it round on
the end of a string and it makes the
deuce of a row. Lots Of savages use
them to scare off outsiders and evil
spirits Very curious survival is
Giles. Well, we caught him at it and
babe him desist.> He's in a holy funk
Of prison. and he's going to be good.
And Joseph and Isabel are getting on
with the excavation"
Tomas smiled. $50 it was just the
local rustic playing the fool"
Yes" Reggie drank his tea. but
tell me some more, Tomas. Why did
Joseph and Isabel go down to this
place off the map and get keen on