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' \: i * ADMIT ONE BY SIDNEY HOKLEK A Royal Scot SYNOPSIS. | Wlii>n I'hillp lYane. a young aroplan daalcm-r. arrive* In London on a holiday, through a coincidence of like name*, lie I* taken for the crook Crane, who l a tool of a hnnil ruled by a mysterious . f lm IT ." 11* readies Margery Fergunon and: learn* that her father In held captive l.y | The Kmi'rcFS In Mandllnr. Kent.. Placing Mart-fry In u convent, I'lilltu ROH to Vanillin*- and rm-Pts i.'Imrle-H whittle, an, American detective who Is trailing band of fornem. Crane Is ubducted l>y lha gang and when he regains cnnKClotis- MM I* 'oiifrontrcl with his double. Whittle, realizing the affair Is too hlg j te hamlle alone, rails In Scotland Yard. ' Then Margery disappear* from the con- vent and Whittle U kidnapped. CHAPTKR XVI. (Cont'd.) Charles Whittle had experienced many nnplvnrant moments during the toui-se of his professional life, but never one so nauseating as when, re- turning to consciousness, he stared upwards into th fare of the man leaning over him. "Doing the busy-body here ne well w in the States, eh?" sneered a voice; "why don't you damned (ricks know when you're well off? Can't walk about like an ordinary guy; must go pushing your noses into every corner, Wril, K*t this and gel it straight; you won't be able to do much harm in the future. 1 can promise you that, Whittle." One of the most valuable axioms that the detective had learned through life was to keep his mouth shut when the occasion demanded it. He did so now. It was easy to EO what had happened. No doubt, he had b*en shadowed from the moment he kad left the house of The Empress in Curzon Street. Abstracted as he had been, it had been easy for Grosner to run him down the wonder was he had not been killed. Ami now? He w:ui a prisoner. He would be kpt there until the gang, of which Grosner must be a member, had eom- plt-' i! their work or, perhaps, it was intended that h should l>e grot rid of. In any event, he would be powerless to help young Crane. At the thought. he involuntarily groi.ncd. Th next moment, a door slammed ntavily. CHAPTER XVH. Superintendent Watson turned ir- ritably to his companion. "It was quite umlersUnxl that he should come back hert- this aftc-r- iwon?" he asked. | "Ye>s. 1 said you'd be back at four o'clock, and would be pleased to see him. He knew that the information would bo pa.sed on to you. That's rot the explanation." "Then what is?" Bodkin pulled at his upper lip. "Well," he replied, "if that tele- phono call from the convent hadn't said something about a house at Handling, I'd have thought that Whit- tle? was trying to pull my k->g. He's Hot something of a reputation for that, you know." Watson shook his head. "Whittle in one of the soundest men I've me.," he said ; "and you can wipe it out of your mind that he woe not in' dead earnest. I must say, Bodkin," to went on ii*<r? severely, "I'm rather lurprined at the attitude you took up. Why didn't you get in touch with the Folkestone polico and tell them to fo along to this 'Whit* House'?" The answer was somewhat sullen. "I wasn't going to take any chances, Superintendent. A nice thing if it had been just a hoax. The Yard has too many critics now, what with these damned 'special crime reporters' and : neopl* writing to the newspapers." "That's mi very well but you ought to have rung up Folkestone. ! Uet me through now." When the connection waa made, Superintendent Watson spoke slowly . and distinctly for three minute*. At' th end, he wore a more satisfied ex- ' pression. "That was Laidley," he vouchsafed; "sound man. He's going to look into ' it himself. And now, why the devil | hasn't Whittle turned up? that's ' what I want to know." Bodkin did some more lip-plucking. He had taken his rebuke in a bad spirit, and it was a matter of some personal satisfaction that Whittle had not kept the appointment. "Perhaps something he considered more important turned up," he sug- gested with a sneer. Watson glanced at the speaker. "You seem to have a prejudice against my friend," he remarked. Bodkin found no answer to this snub, and, obeying the hint, left the ! room. * * The pawn-broker, who was Jewish, humped his shoulders in an expressive gesture. "I'm rubbing myself if I give you a pound," he said, "but, still, you're a nice girl. . . ." Margery choked back her anger. She knew the brooch was valuable her father had once told her it wr.s worth at least ten pounds. "I couldn't take a pound for it." "Very well." The pawn-broker's manner changed. "I am here to do j bizzness, not to run a charity home. ' (rood morning." lie turned away. | Fear clutched at her heart. She had to have money, and get it quickly. ' "I'll take a pound," she said; "but I'm not selling it, please remember. ' I'm simply putting it in pledge." | "Of course!" The ingratiating . smile had returned to the greasy face. ' "Here you are, my dear." A grimy pound note waa passed over the counter, a ticket waa given ' her, and then she found herself fumbl- ing through the semi-darkness of the shop towards the side-door by which she had entered five minutes before. i She would have liked to have taken A taxi but every shilling was preciour, and so, after waiting at the end of the street for several minutes, she pot ' on to a .Strand-bound 'bus. i At Charing Cross there wns an item ut good news. A train was due to leave for Hythe in ten minute*. Mand- tintf, she had already ascertained, was a small station between Folkestone and the coast resort which the South- ern Hallway advertise as "The Jewel of Kent." It was not until the train had start- ed and she was leaving I/ondon behind, that a full realisation of what she I. ml done came to her. She had acted 0,1 a midden and overpowering impulse. ' In that brooding mood which hod fol- lowed Sister Faith leaving the room,) her mind hud been filled with but one thought: what was happening to Philip Crane? i She had to know nothing else seemed to matter. He would be at Mandling, of courst^ hadn't he prom- i ined to go there? I Sandy mumbled something about expecting a few "bawbees" for posing when the photographer ap- proached the Scotch terrier sec- tion at the dog show. She had closed her eyes in the at- tempt to shut out the scene of terror v/hich had formed in her brain. But, in the darkness, the vividness of the waking nightmare for that was what was had increased. She saw a small, bare room, with a man lying bound upon the floor; over him bent a gigantic figure in whoso hand was a long-blnded dagger. Every now and then the steel would bite into thj prisoner's flesh. . . . Whnt power was it, thf*t had brought this vision? Good or evil? She had wondered at first is she could be ill- whether some stealthy, but dread dis- ease was overtaking her. But no- when she had opened her eyes again everything was normal. And yet, that vision which had now vanished, had made her shake in actual terror. There could be no waiting after this. On the mantelpiece was a small pad and a pencil. But so urgent had seemed the need that she had not waited to scribble a line of farewell and regret. Time enough for that when she got away. She would write from Handling. And she must be quick. Any mo- ment, Sister Faith might return, and there would be a scenes She had known what the nun would say: that it wan her personal duty to remain in th security of the convent. Let the police for wasn't that their job? under- take the task of rescuing her father and bring this gang of crooks to jus- tice. But it was not of her father she had thought. He had receded so far into the distance that now he was merely a misty memory. Yet, how could she have explainod this to a woman divorced from the world? * * "Can't you say anything, George Johnson, except standing there, .starin'"" Mrs. Hamble, a little confus- ed in her phraseology because of the stressful time through which she had recently passed, rappod on the table with her clenched hand. Tho local police constable fiddled with his belt. "Well, w'ot am I to do, Mrt. 'Amble? You've got no definite clue ns to who these fellers were." "Go an* report it to someone with more brains than yourself that's what you've got to do. Do you think I'm goin* to allow a respectable public house like mine to be broken into Dy burglars and worse? 'Ow many more times do you want ma to tell you that that young gen'leman's disappeared? and where 'e's gone, I don't know. i But that v put up a good fight, I could | tell by the state of 'is room." The Mandling custodian of the law | pulled out a notebook. "This 'ere affair is very peculiar, Mrs. 'Amble; an' although you've given me a good mr.ny partic'lars, I must ask you some more questions. First of all : where's the second lodger gone? That's the point." "Disappeared with never so much as a 'thank you' for puttin" meself to all the trouble last night!" " 'E'll 'ave to be found," declared P.C. Johnson; "don"; you see, Mrs. 'Amble, 'e'll be a very valuable wit- ness?" The landlady became impatient. "Instead o' wastin' any more time, you'd better get through to the Folk- stone police, George Johnson. If you don't, I will." And she made a move as though to put her threat ; nto ac- tion. "Leave it to me, Mrs. "Amble; I'll ring up Folkestone. Although, at the same time, it do seem 'ard that when there's o good case like this goin', I should be deprived o' the credit." "Credit! Time enough for you to talk about credit, my man, when you've done something!" "You give me a clue, and I'll soon do something, Mrs. "Amble." "Clue!" repeated the landlady scornfully; "I've told you all I know. If you was any good at that detective business, you'd find the clues for yourself." Then she suddenly stop- ped, as though thinking hard. "Who's up at that 'White 'Ouse'?" (To be continued.) Firstlin's o' the Year For a' the haar An' barren win's O'Februar', Sweet flames o' green Ilk day Are soen On balk an' brae, Creep-creepin' owre the broon an' grey; An' lambs, like scalds o' snaw. I' the blel o' the whins, Wee stytrin twins, Whaur nane had been, Ava, Yestreen ; An' inawdraps, flrstlin's o' the year, That come afore them a', In ony wither, But fear Or swither, While starlings churn on buss an' tree Wl' nane to hear Or see. J. C. Home, In the Glasgow Herald. Just wash the dirt away. . . FREE BOOKLET: The au- Ittl'm / vo Book lit abowt many wajra to eave drudgery by ualni thU power- ful cJeaneer mi. I ditlnfectant. 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