The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1936-07-14
HOUSE 0E SHADOWS
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Claire Fosdick sets out to driv,
TO the lonely mountain home left
her by her eccentric uncle, Lyman
Fosdick. Claire is trying to de
eide whether to marry Nick Baum
to whom she owes money. She
also hopes to find a valuable. anc
mysterious jewel owned by he,
uncle and believed to be hidden II
the house. -
Her car is wrecked by a los
across the road. Pat Magyar, ar
old friend, and Bob Steele, young
engineer, arrive on the scene and
take Claire to the mountain
house where Eb Spratt and his
sister, Susie, are the earetakeri
and Dan Dallas is the hired man.
A strange series of events be-
gins. The watchdog is shot.
Claire sees a curious arrow carved
on the wall of a bedroom and fol
lows it to the euPola. The lamp
in her hand is shattered by a
.noiseless bullet. Eb Spratt dis
appears. Bob starts for the vii
.lage and is found seriously in
jured.
Hannah, claire's housekeeper,
arrives. Pat, trying to solve the
mysteries, wanders into a desert
ed mine shaft where he is attack
ed by an unseen opponent and
falls. When he regains conscious
ness he hears a tapping noise and
follows il.
: Nick Baum comes to the noun
tain house. Later Claire sees him
take Susie in his arms and kiss
her.
5 Claire goes again to inVesti-
gate the root cellar. She hears a
noise and, terrified, runs up the
stairs
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: CHAPTER XI
As though Claire's cry had
Brought him back from a very
long distance, Pats eyes fluttered
open. Recognition came back to
his face and he feebly stretched
out his hand to her.
Susie ran to get water which be
drank eagerly. In a short time he
was able to make it up the steps,
with Dan Dallas strong arm to
open air, a sharp peal of thunder
roared about them,' and splashes
of rain fell, forerunners of the
storm that had threatened for
some hours.
Once more in the shelter of the
house, Pat rapidly recovered from
his narrowing experience.
"You can't down an Irishman
without a fight" he told Claire
when he finished reciting all that
had happened to him. 1T was
that that kept me going-that and
the fact that Susie's spook was
one swell scrapper."
Dan Dallas had been listening
closely. Now he leaned forward.
"Then this guy who pushed you
down the shaft evidently followed
to make sure you were dead.
When he found you were gone he
trailed along behind to finish you.
He must be the one who shot at
Miss Fosdick's lamp"
Pat jerked around in astonish-
ment. "You were there, Claire"
he asked. at was such a night
mare at the last, / thought just
imagined someone had heard me.
But how"
81 heard you tapping, Pat-the
same sound that reused me up IN
Uncle Lyman's room that night.
Later / heard it again in the IL
brary."
"But / was still in circulation
that night you went up to the
cupola," Pat reminded her.
land so was Ell" added Dallas.
"But since that side of the house
seems to be the one where the
noise is always heard, there must
be some connection between 1t
and the cellar"
Susie glanced at Dan with a
new expressio min her eyes. Then
she said, al told Eb | kept hear
ing queer things at night, but ne
only laughed at me. Said l had
notions"
sEYou sure that's what he said,
Susie?" gritted Dan Dallas. He
suddenly rose from his chair and
stalked over to her.
"Why Dan" she began with a
coquettish giggle. "Why, Dan, how
rough you are all of a sudden"
For answer Dallas stretched out
his hand, showing her the official
badge he held. Eyes, Susie, may
be / am rough. That's my bust
ness. When your brother found