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The DEVIL'S MANTLE to life by natives. ] is taken by Captain Josephus Mumm on board his vessel, the Break o' Dawn, for the reward offered because of a crime Peter never committed. The Break o Dawn runs into foul weather. and the native crew, regarding Peter as the Jonah, mutinees. Captain Mumm and Peter manage to sub: due the crew, but ill:fortune still stalks the Break o' Dawn. In a thick fog she is rammed by the Isis, the luxurious yacht owned by Mr. Humphrey 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 London theatre. In Peter's . . ¥ Mumm and Peter with a proposi- re Ri and accused of the murder of Jaffray. Worst of all, his real identity 1s disclosed and he realizes he has lied to Marion. . Twice a 1 "So!" said Rand shortly. "You admit you are Peter Blake. I congratulate you on your intelli- gence. Now" -- he held up the blood-stained sheet of paper with the scrawled writing upon it-- "what have you to say to this?" Was she watching him? Peter was fighting for his composure once more--she had robbed him of it. He dared not look at her. "I know nothing about it," he said slowly. "I know nothing about Mr. Jaffray's murder!" "=~ Pater Blake--about the murder of Mr. Murchison, e ose!" said Rand tartly. "You had nothing to do with that, either?" "No." said Peter, steadily now, "I had nothing to do with that, either." 1 This Great Healing 0il Must : Banish Eczema Make up your mind today that you are going to give your skin a real chance to get well. You've probably been, like a lot of other pédople, convinced that the only thing to use was an oints ment or salve (some of them are very good) but in the big majority of cases these sticky salves simply clog the pores and the condition primarily remains the same. Go to W. H. Karn, Jury & Lovell, Ltd., or any other good druggist today and get an original bottle and Skin Troubles of Moone's Emerald Oil. The very first application will give you relief and a few short treatments will thoroughly con- vince you that by sticking faith- fully to it for a short while your skin troubles will be a thing of the past. Remember that Moone's Emer- ald Oil is a clean, powerful pene- trating Antiseptic Oil that does not stain or leave a greasy residue and that it must give complete satisfaction or your money cheer- fully refunded, THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, THURSDAY, MAY 10, 1928 a_i a -------------------- « By Frank L. Packard ® (Copyright by Public Ledger) "Which, of course, accounts for the fact that you ran away, and re-appeared again--as Alec Dunn," Rand sneered contemptuously. A slow flush mounted to Peter's face. The man's antagonism was vicious. He took a step forward --and found himself held back by the two men at his side. "Go on!" he said. with a rush of passion in his voice. "Without hearing anything I might have to say about that night at Mr. Mur- chison's--go on, and make it ap- pear as ugly as you can!" "There is nothing uglier than cold-blooded and wanton mur- der," smapped Rand. "At the present time, we are not interest- ed in your account of that night. I have no doubt you have a spec- jous tale to tell, but the positive evidence of your guilt is in the hands of the authorities, and that matter is entirely outside our province. What we are concern- ed with. - is what has happened here amongst us on board this ship--another murder equally as brutal as the first, and of which you are accused, this time by the murdered man himself. You de- ny all knowledge of it?" "I have already answered that question," said Peter hoarsely. "I will not answer it again." "It is your right to refuse to answer any questions," said Rand, a sudden suavity in his sudden suavity in his tones, "though I do not .think it will matter very much whether)you exercise that right or not. There are others .who are quite willing to tell what they know, and I think it is only fair to warn you that we had already talked this over before we went to your cab- in. We will begin with the chief engineer--no, don't stand up, Mr. MacPherson" as the man in the greasy uniform rose from his chair--*"just tell us how and when you came to find Mr. Jaffray." "We'd a bit o'troubl in the en- gine room last night wi' one o' the pumps," said the chief engin- eer gruffly. 'And I was up near all the night wi' it. When I went back to my room it was af- ter: 5. Mr, Jaffray"s room . is alongside o' mine and as I came along the alleyway I saw a light coming out through the fretwork over the top of his door. 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Then I saw that paper about it being Pe- ter Blake, and about the rewafd and I stood there a bit, and it was like something had me by the throat choking me. Mr. Jaffray was keen on that reward, and him and me had talked it over many a time, and I'll no say behind a man's back -- meaning Mr. Garth there--what I wouldn't say to his face, which is that I'd told Mr. Jaffray that no man, rich enough he might be, had the right to put temptation in any one's way with all that money and that mur- der. would come of it--but I nev- er thought it would be, yon poor fellow ihmself. When I got my- self together I shut the door be- hind me and went and roused up Captain Stone. That's all I can tell ye." Rand turned to Peter again. "You also have the right to ask any question you like," he said, clipping off his words unpleasant- Iv y. Peter eyed the other levelly for a moment. Of a sudden he cared nothing for this new accusation, jor the critical position in which eo stood -- something else more vital hy far to him had supersed- ed all that. What was Marion to this man? What had prompted that scowl at the gangway last night? What was prompting the pointed and personal animosity of the other now? "Thank you -- for tossing the dog a bone!" sald Peter evenly, Rand acknowledged the remark with an irritating shrug of his shopnlders. . . "Very well; we will go on, then," he said. He pointed to one of the two men at Peter's side. "What is.your name? Jenkins, is- n't. it? Yes! Well. Jenkins, tell us when and where you last saw this man, Blake." The. Coil Tightens About Peter The man stepped slightly for- ward. "At the foot of the main com- panionway this morning, sir, when I was making rounds," he said. "The ship's bell had just gone half past 4." "Very good, that will do, Jenk- ins." sald Rand. "Well'--harsh- ly -- 'do you dispute this-- Blake?" "It is perfectly true," said Pe- ter. "I do not recognize Jenk- ins; but for that matter, I would be unable to recognize the man I met there. I have no doubt it was Jenkins," "I have no doubt about it, eith- er!" said Rand caustically. He swung half around to the little audience behind him. "Perhaps Capaln Mumm will be able to help us here. As I understand it, Mr. Jaffray went to your cabin last night on Mr. Garth's instructions. Blake was there with you. Short- ly after Jaffray left. Blake went up on deck. Is that correct?" The little red-haired skipper had straightened in his chair and was scowling furiously. "Yes," he said. "What time did Blake come back?" "I dunno," said Captain Jose- phus Mumm, "You don't know? What did you do in the meantime?" "I went to bed," growled the little man. "What do you think I did?" "Sleep?" asked Rand quickly. "Yes," said Captain Mumm. "What awakened you?" "Well," said Captain' Mumm, after a moment, "I heard some one at the door." "Blake, here?" "Yes." . "He came into the cabin--and perhaps went to bed--since we found him there?" "Yes." ; "What time was that?" "I dunno." "Could it have been the hour Jenkins, mentioned--half-past 47" "I dunno." Captain Mumm"s voice, like his jaws, was growing more and more ferocious. "Being a sailor," said Rand soft- ly, "and being accustomed to sleep- ing with, as I believe the saying is, one eye open, do you think Blake could have come in and gone out again without you knowing fit-- that is, between the time he left to go on deck and the time you say you heard him at the door?" "I dunno," Captain Mumm bit the word off and flung it at the other. Wea ppear to have a rather unwilling witness," observed Rand composedly. "Let me ask you something else. In view of Mr. Jaffray's written statement"--he held up the blood-stained sheet of paper again--*did anything trans- pire while the three of you were together in your cabin that would indicate he had any suspicion af that time that this man here was Peter Blake?" . Captain Mumm stared for an in- stant uncertainly at the other and for the first time shifted a little uneasily in his chair; "Damn it!" he exploded, "I'd like to know what right you've got to ask all these questions! Eh? What?" "None whatever except that of common consent," replied Rand blandly, "and the fact that it is at the request of both the owner and the captain of this vessel--the lat- ter of whom, as none should know better than yourself, is invested with rather wide legal ' powers while at sea. Shall I repeat my question?" Captain Mumm, now obviously uncomfortable, was wrigglisg in his chair. His eyes, across the room, met Peter's for an instant in a sort of helpless way. "Suit yourself!" he blurted out. "I ain't going to answer it." "I will answer it," said Pater quietly. "Jaffray seemed to have an idea that Captain Mumm's ex- perience in the islands would be a valuable help in securing that £5,000 reward. "He asked for Captain Mumm's advice, and during the course of the conversation, by way of instanging the difficulty of run- ning a man down with nothing but a description to work on, pointed out that I, as he said hundreds of other men would, answered per- fectly to that description." There was a moment's silence in the room. Peter smiled a little wanly. They were all staring at him -- all except Marion. He was looking at her mow for the first time since she had come into the lounge. She was a very rigid little figune in a great armchair. Her head was bent forward, her eyes fixed on the floor, where, with the toe of one small white shoes, she was tracing the pattern of the rug. Her face was set, the corners of her mouth drawn in hard straight lines. She seemed conscious of his scrutiny now for her eyes lifted, met his with a blank stare, and, passing by him, fixed intently upon Rand. Rand broke the silence with a short laugh. Rand's Questioning "Very kind of you--Blake--ta let Captain Mumm out!" he said acldly. "I hope he appreciates it. But in view of his attitude, his ra- ther friendly attitude toward you, and the fact that, your identity now being established, we know you ran away from Murchison's is- land only a comparatively short time ago, whereas Captain Mumm had given us the {impression that you were an old hand with him on his schooner. I think I am jus- titled in asking Captain Mumm if he was not perfectly well aware that it was Peter Blake and not Alec Dunn, who canre aboard here with him last night?" Peter drew himself a little more erect, as though his muscles had suddenly become tense. It was the one question that, though he had expected it to come sooner or later, he dreaded the most, Somehow, it he lied for fit, he must keep Captain Mumm out of what, in the eyes of the law at least, was like- ly to prove a nasty complication for the little red-haired skipper. "I'll answer that too," he said as quietly as before. 'Captain Mumm had n "Blast it!" roared the little red- haired man, jumping suddenly to his feet. 'You hold your tongue, Peter! I can look out for myself." He shook his fist 'belligerently at Rand. "If you want to know it, I did! And what's more, it was me that got hinr to say he was Alec Dunn--and be damned to you!" "So!" drawled Rand coolly. "Well, I thought so! And may I ask why you have connived at his escape so far?" "Yes--you may!" shouted Cap- tain Josepheus Mumm furiously. "And that I'll answer! I picked him up sick in a native hut on Malitua, And I figured he was Peter Blake on account of a motor- boat called the Marion that was in the lagoon, and which, according to the police notice I'd read in M¥jl, belonged to Murchison. And Peter here admitted he was Blake, and I took him aboard the Break o' Dawn, thinking I had a murderer that was badly wanted, even though I hadn't found any of the pearls thet the murder was supposed to have been done for. And I was mak- ing for Sydmey, and spending that £5000 reward every time I thought of it, and gloating over my bloon» ing luck, when you ran us down last night." "I see," said Rand with an aeri- monjous smile. "But that hardly agrees with the fact that you told us his name was Alec Dunn." Captain Mumm As Witness "No, it don't!" snarled the little skipper. 'But the reason he came aboard here as Alec Dunn is be- cause he saved my life out there in the water last night, when he could have let me go to Davy Jones and no one left to say he was Peter Blake; a man who'll do that aint no murderer--and Captain Jose- phus Mumm, I'll have you know, ain't a man who doesn't pay his debts!" "Which, of course, justifies you," said Rand smoothly, "in being an accomplice, after the fact--to mur- der. I hope, for your sake, the Jaw will take as lenient a view of it as you do yourself." ! "The law be dammed!" Captain Josephus Mumm 's face was red with rage. "You can hope what you like!" Humphrey Garth spoke sudden- ly. "Tit is rather obvious, I think" he said quietly, "that Captain Mumm had nothing whatever to do either with Tom Murchison or this affair here, and dastardly as this man Blake showed himself to be In the murder of Tom Murchison and, I am agreed, in this one of Jaffray too, I cannot in my heart blame Captain Mumm for attempting to protect a man who has, according to his story, saved his life. I am, I confess, a littla surprised that a man as brutal and vicious as Blake should have shown so much courage and decency; but under the circumstances, I am inclined to be- lieve that, in spite of the law, I should have done as Captain Mumm has done." Rand nodded his head. "Even the worst of them have been known to exhibit a certain animal courage at times," he said bluntly; "but I have mever known that running away and changing one's name through fear of conse- quences was the attitude of a brave man---and that's what this man has done. 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