Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-04-18
By JEFFERSON FARJEoN

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The plot concerns some weird
noises, beneath a supposedly haunted
house in Byford Moor. One day,
Brown, a romantic young clerk.
heard a rough-looking fellow say to
another: After her! And-if she's
troublesom-don't be particular what
you do to her!" Brown trails the
girl to the haunted house and dis
appears. His companions, Rupert
and Charlie, staying at the village
inn, try to discover the mystery of
the house and what the girl is doing
there. They discover that Simon
Brill is one of the conSpiratorS.
Charlie and Rupert follow the girl
into the inns dining room for break
fast. They watch the girl.
CNOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XIX
Charlie was silent. And now Ru-
pert became silent, too. Charlie
watched him, and suddenly smiled to
himself. For he knew what was
happening. Rupert was receiving his
first impression of the young lady
whose initials, u. M" originally en-
countered on a blood-stained hand
kerchief, had half an hour earlier
bloSsomed into the fullness of Josce-
Ign Marlowe in the motel register
1t was quite an amusing enter
Cainment to Charlie, who had his
back to the young lady, having al
truistically allowed Rupert to occu-
py the seat with the view" He
watched Rupert glance up casually
from a salt cellar, and begin to
gaze impersonally round the room.
He watched the imperSonal gaze
pause. He watched the sudden lit
tie light in the gazer's eye, and the
desperate attempt to keep the gaze
imperSonal. And then, after per-
haps four seconds, he watched the
gaze return to the salt cellar-and
he knew that the salt cellar simply
didn't exist.
"Heigho!" thought Charlie.
But he did not voice his sadness.
He covered it with banality.
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idiot" said Rupert.
MY darling" murmured Charlie
Il may not know why pigs fly
if it is a strictly correct statement
that they do. But 1 do know why
you are staring at that salt cellar
and not seeing it."
Sally approached with fryed eggs
It was a useful interruption. The
eggs were hot, but they cooled emo
ton, and diverted IL 20 safe chan
neuh. Simon Brill, glancing ur
from his cup of coffee across the
room at that moment to jot in his
diary.
"Pepper!" exclaimed Charlie, sud-
denly.
Rupert looked up, but he was toe
late. This was Charles discovery
and Charlie meant to make the mos
Of it Hang it all, he had given ur
the seat with the view! He needed
a little recompensei Before RuperI
could rise, he had risen himself
and turned to the table behind him
May II" he asked. We haven
any"
The girl looked UP. She wa
looking straight at him.
NV God!" thought Charlie, hi
heart humping. I'D go into the
middle of the room and try to spin
on my nose, if she asked me to!
1t was appalling to confess sucf
submission to the will OF another
But what was the ues Of arguing
about it. A girl like that
Certainly" replied the girl.
Her voice was low, and rich. i
was also cool and collected, Yes
but one could startle her-couldn'
one. in spite of her composure this
morning! A sudden noise by
curtain, for instance
1t seemed incredible to Charlie, a
he took the pepper-pot she handed
him, that this was the very girl WIN
figured in the strange little drama
of the night before. Then-dark'
ness, fear, danger az every step, :
readiness to run or to shrek a.