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PAGE Sia DEVIL'S MANTLE stock of pearls is stolen by the assassins, who overpower Péter and carry him off 10 sea, insens sible, in an open boat. He is saddled with thé murder and robbery, the news of which is brought to Australia by Her- man Rand when he calls on Humphrey Garth, the wealth. est man in Sydney, and his at- tractive daughter, Marion, Father and daughter ave come pletely upset and Garth offers £5000 reward for the appre- hension of Blake as the mur+ derer of his friend, Tom Mur. chison. When Blake comes to himself it is on a lonely island, where he has been nursed back to life by natives, From there he is taken by Captain Jose. phus Mumm on board his ves- sel the Break o' Dawn, for the reward offered bechuse of a crime Peter never committed. The Break o' Dawn runs into foul weather and, the native crew regarding Peter as the Jonah, mutinies, Captain Mumm and Peter manage to subdue the crew, but ill-for- tune still stalks the Break of Dawn. In a thick fog she is 'rammed by the Isis, the luxur- ious yacht owned by Mr, Hum- phrey Garth--and sinks with the entire native crew. Peter rescues Captain Mumm and both are taken aboard the Isis. There Peter meets the girl of his dreams--the girl he had seen two years ago in a Lon. don theatre, In recounting his story, Captain Mumm heroical- ly guards Peter's identity and introduces him as 'lee Dunn." Between Two Men Captain Josephus Mumm scowls ", gor he growled. "Well, T fancy, then, I can tell you why, I had an idea you and that young lady was staring at each other as if you'd met before. I kind of figured Y was taking a chence--but then it EE ---------------- A Friend to Women B, Pinkham' Lydia Yogetable Compound LYDIA E. PINKHAM MEDICINE CO, ans, Mass., U.S.A. snd Cobourg, Ont., Canada. "How long is it since you decided 1 was innocent?" he inquired else other. you'd How didn't seem possible have spoken to each about it? Am I right?" "Yes," Peter answered briefly. "We have seen each other before." Captain Mumm, still scowling, tugged now somewhat viciously at his tawny beard. ' "That ain't so nice and mahbe a bit awkward for me as well as you," he commented. "You're afraid she'll give you away, eh?" Peter shook his head. "No," he said. "The only name she knows me by. is the one you gave me up there on the deck-- Alec Dunn." The little red-haired fingers took a firmer his beard. "Look here," 'he exploded, ain't no good at riddles." "It's not a riddle," Deter said quietly. "I saw her once in a crowd--years ago--in London. That's all." Captian Josephus dropped, and for a moment he stared at Peter helplessly; then 'suddenly a broad grin overspread his face. skipper's clutch on "I Mumm's jaw "My word!" he ejaculated. "In a crown once--years ago in Lon- don! Blimy! I think 1'll trouble you for that bottle again!" "No," said Peter; to talk this out." "All right," sad Captain Mumm. "Go ahead! If you ain't afraid she's going to give you away what's the reason you ain't satisfied with the name of Alec Dunn?" "There are "we're going two reasons," sald Peter steadily; "though there is really only one that counts--the first one. I am Peter Blake. I don't want to run and I don't want to hide. I'm not a murderer; I'm not a criminal. I don't, want to skulk around under another name. I'm not a crook, I'm not afraid to face this rotten thing they say I've done, no matter what the consequence may he. The second reason is mere- ly a grossly material one, It wouln't do me any good, anyhow. I couldn't get away with it if I wanted to. You said my description was out everywhere. Sooner or later I'd he caught, As matter of fact, I'm like- ly to be recognized on board here when daylight comes. And once caught under such circumstances-- pawning myself off as somebody else--it would condemn me out of hand as Being proof positive of my guilt." pointedly "H'm!" said the little red-haired skipped cooly. "Well, it's the sec- ond reason that counts most with me, 'cause it settles the matter right from the start; whereas the first, being what you might call a hit etherei, you can think over at vour leisure, Therefore, my lad, I'll answer the second first. No matter what name you're caught under you haven't got a chance once the police get their hands on you; so that settles that, There's no chance of Yar Lal or any of the others being picked up now, so they can't talk. As for the rest, ,there ain't any photograph of you attach- ed to them police notices, "There's more'n a few thousand men in these parts that'll answer to jt mabbe neater than you would. 1 fame across you under peculiar cireumstances, and with corrob- orating evidence, so to speak, to point out who you were--that mot- orbhoat, for instance. Y'understand? Here, it's the other way round, with the corroborating evidence ail in favor of you being some one clse. Ain't you run down in mid- ocean, and ain't your skipper sald your name was Dunn, and that you was one of his crew? My eye! There ain't a hope of any one on this hooker clapping his hand on vour shoulder and saying you're the fellow thusly and so described, unless there's somebody that actu- ally knows you, And the chances of that ain't good enough tn start vou taking in any reefs, not yet awhile! And that being so, and as, according to what I understand from Mr. Garth, thig boat's going up to pay a social call at some chap's island that's aboard as a guest, you're safe enough for the time heing anyhow." Peter shrugged his shuonlders, "I said I wasn't much interest- ed in that end of it," he observed laconically. "Mahbe sn," said the little red- haired skipper sharply: "but I am --having already got myself mixed up in it, And having disposed of that to my satisfaction, we'll take a squint through the other end of the spy-glass. What good is it going to do you to go up there on deck and bawl out the fact that yon're Peter Blake, and wanted for mur- der, and ask some one to come and arrest you quick? You haven't got a chance. The evidence is dead against you from start to finish. There ain't a jury that would ever | What b could be better on a fine spring morning than a bowl of crispy Kellogg's Corn Flakes & . . . with plenty of nice cool milk and a bit of fruit, Good? 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Being innocent, the thing to do is to prove you're innocent, and the only way to do that is to fight, and the only chance you've got to fight is to be Alec Dunn until you can get your fingers on the swine's throat that put up the job on you." Peter Blake--Innocent ? Peter, from studying the floor with knitted brows, lookedsup sud- enly with a quick and quizzical smile. "How long is it since you've de- cided I was innocent?" he inquired pointedly, ' Captain Josephus Mumm's un- handsome features became con= tracted in what was meant to be a broad and confidential grin, "Fair enough!" he exclaimed heartily, "That's fair enough, my lad--and I'll answer it. It was when you bashed my jaw out there in the water. It ain't logic or reas- on to suppose a man wha'd do what you did out there would go around sticking a knife into a man in his sleep--not for all the pearls In Polynesia!" a Peter was still smiling quizzzl- cally. 'Possibly the jury would the same view," he suggested, "Not on your life!" declared Captain Mumm, and added a deep- throated oath by way of emphasis. "They'd say we were in cahoots for the pearls--me having supplied you with a false identity, I tell you there's only one thing to do, and one chance to save both your neck and that precious name of yours, and that's to keep under cover and May the same game that's being played on you. You're satisfied that the murder was deliberately plant- ed on you, ain't you?" Peter straightened up <hair, suddenly tight-lipped, "Naturally!" he said grimly, "Right!' 'said the little red-haijr- ed skipper cooly, "And as things are now, the minute you go shout- in garound that you're Peter Blake, all you do Is play into their hands, and that's all you get ont of it, You ain't going to take it lying down, are you---like a beaten pup? I've seen you fight once, -and what I'm saying now is that here's where you've got the higgest fight you've ever had on your hands. Go out after 'em with their own tools! No- body else is going ta, because everybody's satisfied it begins and ends with Peter Blake--the way they wanted it to be believed. Find 'em, my lad, dig the rats out of their holes, fasten it on 'em--and then you've got some reasen for going around with a label on you stating that you're Peter Blake! That's the course to steer, you take it from me; and, that being the case, I'll say here and now that Captain Josephus' Mumm"ll stand by and lend a hand til] the crack of doom." take in his Peter was staring with knitted brows again at the floor. Every physical instinct he possessed bade him thrust out his hand and seal a pact with this belligerent and forceful little man on the bed-- and yet something within him held him back. Was it an exaggerated; sense of honor--unduly exagger- ated; was it, in the face of ordin- ary common sense, merely a stub- hornly quixotic fmpulse, that was not only unreasonable and illogi- cal, but one that foolishly and brainlessly courted disaster? He got up abruptly from his chair and began to pace the cabin --and then once more hehalted by the bedside and laid his hand on the 'litle red-haired skipper's shou. der. "Don't think I do not appreciate what you've said, or what you've offered," he said earnestly. "But I don't know! It's not easy to de- cide. You talk of running those devils who were on that ship that night to earth, How is that to be dope? It will require money, and, so far as I am concerned"'--fe thrust his hand into his pocket and with a dry smile displayed its con- tents--"here's where I stand on that count, just as I told you that day in Hafy's but." In the palm of Peter's hand were six shillings, and a long, slender, curiously shaped key. Captain Mumm Jeaned a little forward. "What's that?" he "The key, I men." "Oh, that" --Peter laughed short- ly--that's a souvenir of the occa~ sion we're talking about. I found it in the bottom of Murchison's motorboat the next morning when I regained consciousness. The sum was shining on it, and it hurt my eyes." "Humph! Murchison's probably," observed the little skipper with a grunt. "He probably dropped it there the day before. I dunno as it's wise for you to hang om to it." "I don't think it was Murchi- son's. I never saw him with one like it." Peter answered. He stared for a moment thoughtfully at the key, then returned it with the money to his pocket. "Anyway, I've kept it so far, and I cau't see where it is going to do me any harm. Let's get back to what I was saying. You talk of running those devils down. How is it to be done. without money, without freedom of action and without a clue to either their identity or their where- abouts." "How," spluttered the irasciblbel little skipper. "Damme, I don't know how?! That's to be thought out. But I'll tell you something. "There's been some strange doings going on around in these parts for the last few years. Queer things! And I've heard queer things. 1 go where most mea don't --up around the fringes of civiliza- J inquired. >» vr tion, and where there ain't any civilization at all. There's been a murder here, and a wholesale beach robbery there--a lot of them, It's mostly been put downm to maraudin gMalays--the Orang-laut, or sea pirates as they call 'em, but opinion 1s beginning to change. Ang I'l! tell you why, About a year ago, a small packet-boat left Singa- pore with her owner aboard amd about ten thousand pounds in cash to settle some deal he'd made with some chap up in the Natuna la lands. There wasn't any bad weath- er--but nothing was ever heard of the boat or any of one abroad her again. They put that down to the Orang-laut too--till the owner's wife swore her husband had kept the fact that he was carrying that sum of money a secret even from his crew. How'd you account for the Malays knowing that? And since then there's been a dozen other occasions through the Is- lands where large sums were se- cured, and where 't looked as though there must have been in- side knowledge obtained by some devishly clever work. And on top of thatt here's rumors--I've heard 'em myself from all kinds of places ~--about a man they call the Great White Devil, A bit queer, ain't it? A dozen different languages, mind you; but, translated, it always means the same-wthe Great White Devil, They never get any farther than that--just the name, Whether they don't know any more, or whether they're too frightened to say any more, I don't know--but I know what I'm telling you {is true, 1And there's more than me thinks today it's a white man's brains that's back of the whole business." "There were natives of some sort there the might Murchison was murdered," said Peter quickly; "but there was a white man, if not two, at their head." "Yes," said the little red-haired skipper quickly "and having changed my mind about you, I'll lay a quid or two it's the same dirty lot I'm talking about, Only theyre playing a trickier game now--bheginning to cover thelr tracks by dropping scapegoats astern. It looks to me as though things were getting a little warm, and they've been inviting too much attention to the rumors that were going around, so they stuck the Murchisen killing on you, Would you know that while man again?" The Killer's Laugh Peter's face hardened. "Yes, if T heard him laugh," he sald, with a twisted smile. "Eh?" demanded Capatin Jose- phus Mumm, staring a little help- lessly, "What did you say? 1t you heard him laugh?" Yes," said Peter, "1 didn't see his face, but he had a laugh like--like a woman's, "Blimy!"" ejaculated Captain Mumm tersely. 'Like a woman's! How. do you know it wasn't a woman?" "Oh, no!" returned Peter decis- ively. "I'm sure of that, There was nothing womanish about his voice--and perhaps I haven't des- cribed the laugh in a way you'd understand, either, And T don't know that I ean, T said it was like a woman's because it was so soft--rippling like velvet. It was diabolical under he circum- stances. Once heard you would never forget it," but you would have to hear it yourself to--" The little red-haired skipper in. terrupted Peter suddenly. "Peter, my lad, while we've heen yarning I've been thinking and I'll answer that 'how' of yours now. "Firstly it stands to reason that the crowd with that ship of theirs, schooner, or brig, or what- ever it was, that did Murchison down that night, ain't to be found walking around the streets of Syd- ney, Auckland or Singapore-- they're somewhere up in the is- lands -- somewhere, say, between the Navigators and the Peninsula. That'® a longish stretch, and it's something like saying that some- body's address is in Asia; but that's where they are. And, fur- thermore, hidden away some- where in the islands they're bound to have their filthy nest. D'you follow me?" Peter nodded wis head. "Of course!" he said. rather obvious, isn't it?" "Aye!" returned Captain Jose- phus Mumm a little tartly. "It is! I ain't aiming w be no detective hero in a story book, 'cause if I was I wouldn't pay mo attention to what's obvious and what every- body else can see except the afore- said detective, who has to be stony blind until the %ast chap- ter. And here's something else that's obvious, too. The one man more'n any other who can poke his nose {nto places wup there where no one else goes and who can do it without arousing any suspicion is Captain Josephus Mumm. 'Cause why? "Cause I've been doing fit, trading every- where the wind blew since before the time you swapped your safe- ty pins for pants buttons. D'you see?" Peter leaned sharply forward in his chair. "Yes," he sai dtensely. "And I understand if the Break o' Dawn "I ain't worrying mone about the Break o' Dawn," cut in the lit- tle red-haired skipper. "I had 2 bit of insurance on her -- enough "That's ih hk R £ J - 3 Dm two'll do it: but in the mean- time you're safe,%and at the end I'll stake my davy we'll run 'em down. What do you think now, my lad, about turning up your nose at the name of Alec Dunn?" Peter's hand gripped suddenly hard on the arm of his chair Well--what? He stared at the little red-haired skipper on the bed, who was grinning complac- ently at him now, And then Pe- ter found his voice. : "I think," he said slowly, "that you are right, and that I'd be a damn fool if I didn't, but--" He broke off sharply, rose abruptly from his chair for the second time and began to pace the cabin with nervous strides. "Well," chuckled the little man on the bed, 'there's nothing worse that I know of in the world than a damned fool. 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