Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-04-21

I ut did. And the next7"
"You hid at Newcastle"
Really, Mr.. Blake"
Il beg your pardon" he inter
Iposed, quickly. Perhaps I was wrong
there"
Perhaps you've been wrong in a
good many other places, too" she
suggested.
But with only one intention, re-
member" he returned, looking at
her fully. With my intention of
helping you. And it's with the
same intention, Miss Marlowe, that
I ask you to give up your investiga-
lions of Coomber House, and to cut
it out Of your series"
Il am not going to diSappoint my
editor" she frowned.
We'll, If you want to give him
something genuinely arresting and
spicy" he retorted, you might men
| ton that a dead body was seen In
| Coomber House last night, and that
this morning it had disappeared"
A look Of CONSERVATION spread
| over her face, and she stared at him
for a moment without speaking.
Then, quickly regaining herself, she
| exclaimed:
who saw it?"
"A fellow out Of work, who slept
in the she'd"
"And who possibly dreampt in the
she'd" she retorted, swiftly. If that
body was there last night why didn't
I come across it? And why didn't
| Mr.. Brown? And why isn't it there
| this morning? A sudden smile
chased away her CONSERVATION.
why, Mr.. Blake-perhaps Coomber
House Is haunted really-after ALL"
Rupert watched her closely, and
shook his head.
whether it's hautned, or whether
It's not" he said, quietly. ut Is not
a safe place to investigate. Il. Yes,
Miss Marlowe, I'll 60 away from By
ford Moor on one condition"
What is it?"
THAT you 60 away, tool"
She rose, angrily.
We're wasting each others time"
| she said, shortly. Good morning"
Good morning, Miss Marlowe," he
responded, as he rose, also. IF
you're not a quitter-well, nor am l."
He watched her disappear across
the lawn. And when she had van
ished, he swore gently and softly to
himself. For Rupert Blake was in
the unenviable position Of being
head over heels in love with q girl
who, in 10 minutes, had told him
more lies than he usually heard in
| 10 months.
The movements Of MI. Simon
Brill on this very sunny morning at
| Byford Moor were of considerable
interest, and led Charlie Carfax,
whose mission it was to study those
movements, into an entirely new
| phase of the adventure phase
which enlarged its horizon and pro-
vided a fresh zest. In fact, the per-
| spring Charlie, whom Nature had
! designed for gentle behavior on
broiling days performed deeds as
astonishingly stout as himself ere
he was destined to return to the
Yellow Stag.
But before we review these move
1 ulSllJS dllQ OIlCSC dCCNOs W. AAA&oN ~
! view others, which occurred some
, 80 miles away, in a dingy, unroman-
tic office in Newcastle.
The office was the office Of MeSsrs.
Spriggs and Spriggs, house agents,
of Abb South Barton street. One
of the Spriggs was dead, and the
other was not from it! but this
suspicious arrangement did not ap-
pear to have improved the prospects
Of a junior clerk whose duty 1t was
to sift the meal from the chaff as
one or the other entered through a
creaking swing door for his tnSpec-
ton. The meal was passed on to a
senior clerk, and possibly ff it was
after II o'clock on to the just sur
viring Sprigg. The chaff was dealt
with by the Junior clerk himself.
1t was undoubtedly chaff that en-
tered through the creaking swing
door just as the junior clerk was
wondering, while he stared at q
ruined piece of plotting paper, where
you put an elephants tusks. Die
they 60 above or below the trunk
The point was important, and it wa;
annoying TO be disturbed before 9
decision had been reached. For thii