TUESDAY, MAY 18, 1915
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CHAPTER XV.
' The protestor swung round h bis
chair and creeled Quest with tome
surprise, but also a .little disappoint
ment.' v " '
. . nf Trair ?" be aked.
"I got Craig, all right," he replied. 1
"He came to the Serranta- eiuo, wnere
I was waiting for him. My lock' out.
the ground last night I saved bis
Me snd then the unite gave me awaj :
to the police. I had to make my es
cape aa beat I could." v r
The professor tapped the table pee
vishly. '
"This is insufferable he declared.
T have had no (having water; my
- coffee waa undrinkable; 1 can And
nothing. I have a most Important lec
ture to prepare and 1 cannot And any
of the notes I made upon the subject"-
'
Quest smoked In silence (or a mo
sent. "Any mall for me, profeesorr he
asked abruptly.
. The professor opened a drawer and
banded him a telegram.
."Only this!"
Quest opened It and read It through.
It waa from the sheriff of a small
town In Connecticut:
'The men you inquired for are both
here. They have sold an automobile
and seem to be spending the proceeds.
Bball I arrestr
Quest studied the message for a
moment
"Say, this Is rather interesting, pro
fessor," he remarked. "These , are
the two thugs who set upon me
at the section bouse. They killed the
Ignai man, who could have been
tny alibi, and swiped my car, In
wbich, aa it cannot be found, French
supposes that I returned to New York.
With their arrest the case against
me collapses. I tell you frankly, pro
fessor," Quest continued frowning. "I
hate to leave the city without having
found that girl; but I am not sure
that the quickest way to set things
right would not be to go down, arrest
these men and bring them back here,
clear myself, and then, go tooth and
' nail for Craig." v ,
"I agree with you most heartily,"
the professor declared. "I recommend
any course which will Insure the re
turn of my man Craig!"
"I cannot promise you that you will
ever have Craig here again," Quest
observed grimly. "I rather fancy Sing J
Sing will be his next borne." '
. . , ' .
Quest stepped oft the cars at Bethel
a little before noon that morning. The
sheriff met blm at the depot and greet
. ed him cordially but with obvious sur
prise. "Bay, Mr. Quest," he exclaimed, as
they turned away, "I know these men
are wanted on your charge, but I
tnought you'll excuse me for saying
so that you were In some trouble
yourself."
Quest nodded.
"I'm out of that earn out yester
day. The moment my car Is Identi
fied and Red Gallagher and hU mate
arrested every scrap of evidence
against me goes."
"Well, here's the garage and the
man who bought the car," ihe sheriff
remarked, "and there's the car Itself
t .- - . - - - -
In the road. It's for you to say wheth
er It can be identified."
Quest rW"a sigh of relief.
""TUat's mine, right enough," be de
clared. "Now for the men."
"Say,. I want to tell you some
thing," the sheriff began dubiously.
"These two are real thugs. They ain't
going to take It lying down."
"Where are', they?" QueBt de
manded. "In the worst saloon here," the sher
iff replied. "They've been there pret
ty well all night, drinking, and they're
there again thla morning, hard at It.
They've got firearms, and though I
ain't exactly- a nervous man, Mr.
Quest"
"You leave it to me," Quest Inter
rupted. "This is my job and I want
to take the men myself."
"You'll never do It," the sheriff de
clared. "Look here," Quest explained, "If
I let you and your men go In, there
will be a free fight, and as likely as
not you will kill one. If not both of
the men. I want them alive."
"Well, It's your show," the sheriff
admitted, stopping before a disrepu
table looking building. "TIiIb Is the
saloon
. "Well," Quest decided. I m going
In, and I'm going in unarmed. You!
can bring your men In later, If I call
for help or lf you hear any snoot-1
Jng." : j
. "You're asking: for trouble," the
sheriff warned htm. . I
"I've got to do this my own way.
Quest insisted. "Stand by now."
He pushed open the door of the sa
loon. There were a dozen men drink
ing around the bar and in the cen
ter of them Red Gallagher and his
mate. Quest walked right up to the
two men. :'1 '
"Gallagher," he said, "you're my
prisoner. Are you coming quietly?"
Gallaaher's mate, who was half
drunk, swung roi;nd and fired a wild
hot In Quest's direction.
. .antral famnilf4
The result
Red Galla
gher alone remained motionless. Grim
and dangerously silent, be held a pis
- .
tol within a few Inches of Quest's
forehead.
"If ray number's up." be exclaimed
.ferociously, "it won't be you to take
me."
"I think it will,". Quest answered.
"Put that away."
Gallagher hesitated. Quest's Influ
ence over him was Indomitable.'
"Put It away," Quest repeated firm
ly. "Tou know you daren't use It
Your account's nretty full up, as it
Is."
- Gallagher's hand wavered. From out
side came the shouts of the sheriff and
his men, struggling to fight their way
In through the little crowd who were
rushing for safety. Suddenly Quest
backed, jerked the pistol up with his
right elbow, and with almost the same
movement struck Red Gallagher un-
der the Jaw. The. man went over
with a crash. His mate, who bad
been staggering about, cursing vicious
ly, fired another wild shot at Quest,
who, swayed and fell forward.
"Tve done him!" the man shouted.
"Get up, Red! I've done him,' all
right! Finish your drink. We'll get
out of this!"
He bent unsteadily over Quest. Sud
denly the latter sprang up, seized him
by the le and sent blm sprawling.
The gun fell from his hand. Quest
picked it up and held It firmly out, cov
ering both men. Gallagher was on his
knees, groping for his owff weapon.
"Get the handcuffs on them," Quest
directed the sheriff, who with his men
had at last succeeded in forcing his
way Into the Saloon. '
Crouching in her chair, her pale,
terror-stricken face . supported be
tween her hands, Lenora, her eyes
filled with hopelesa misery, gazed at
the dumb Instrument upon the table.
Her last gleam of hope seemed to be
passing. Her little friend was Btlent
Once more ber weary fingers spelled
out a final, despairing message.
"What has happened to you? I am
waiting to hear all the time. Has Craig
told you where I am? I am afraid!
There was still no reply. Her head
sank a little lower on her folded
arms. Even the luxury of tears seemed
denied ber. Fear, the fear which dwelt
with her day and night, bad her In
its grip. Suddenly she leaped, scream
ing,, from her place. Splinters of
glass fell all around ber. . Her first
wild thought waa of release; she
gated upwards at the broken pane.
Then very faintly from the street be
low she heard the shout of a boy's
angry voice; ;
"You've done It now, Jimmy! You're
a One pitcher, ain't you? Lost it,
bat's what you've gone and dune!"
The thoughts formed themselves
mechanically in her mind. Her eyes
sought the ball which had come crash
ing into the room. There waa life
once more In her pulses. - She found
a scrap of paper and a pencil in her
.pocket. With trembling fingers she
wrote a Tew words:
. "Police headquarters. I am Sanford
'Quest's assistant, abducted and Im
prisoned here in the room where the
ball has fallen. Help! I am going
:mad!"
. She twisted the paper, looked
around the room vainly for string, and
finally, tore a thin piece of ribbon
from her bosom. She tied the tnes
sage round the ball, set her teeth and
threw it at the empty skylight. The
first time she was not successful and
the .ball came back. The second time
it passed through the center of the
opening. She beard It strike the Bound
portion of the glass outside, heard It
rumble down the roof. A few seconds
of breathless sllencel Her heart al
most stopped heating. Had It rested
In some ledge or fallen Into the street
below? Then she heard tbe boy'i
voice;'
"Gee! Here's the ball come back
again!"
A new light shone into the room.
She seemed to be breathing a different
, .tmosnhere the atmosphere of hone.
gne Hgtened no longer with horror
for a cr.aklng upon the stairs. She
aiKea; backwards and forwards until
he was exhausted. . , -. Curiously
enough, when the end came she as
asleepJ crouched upon the ted and
dreaming wildly.', She sprang up to
. , PnK With A fWlllre-
UJ2U lltffmiui i u. '
man behind him. standing upon the
threshold.
"Inspector!" she cried, rushing to
wards him. "Mr. French! Oh, thank
God!" -v
Her feelings carried her away. She
threw, herself at his feet- She was
Jaughlng and crying and talking lnco-
Aerenuy, an si " muw umc.
.Inspector assisted her to a chair.
"Say, what a all this mean 7 ne De
manded.
She told him her story. Incoherent
ly, in broken phrases. French listened ;
with puzzled frown. : - . i
Then be realized that she was on
the point of a nervous breakdown
and In no condition for interrogations.
"That'll do." he said. "Ill take care
of you for a time, young lady, and IH
ask you a few questions later on. ay
men are searching the house. You
and I will be getting on. If you can
tear yourself away." .."'.
The plain-clothes man, who was
lounging in Quest's most comfortable
easy chair and smoking one of nis
best cigars, suddenly laid down bis
paper. He moved to the window. A
large, empty automobile stood in the
street outside, from which the occu
pants had presumably just descend
ed. .He hastened towards the door.
which was opened, however, before he
was halfway across the room- The
cigar slipped from bio fingers. It was
Sanford Quest who stood there, fol
lowed by the sheriff of Bethel, two
country policemen and Red Gallagher
and bis mate, heavily handcuffed.
"Say, aren't you wanted down yon
der, Mr. Quest?" tbe man inquired.
"That's all right now.! Quest told
blm. "I'm ringing up Inspector French
myself. You'd better stand by the
other fellows there and keep, your
eye on Red Gallagher and his mate."
"I guess Mr. Quest is all right," the
sheriff intervened. "We're ringing up
headquarters ourselves, anyway."
' The plain-clothes man did as be was
told. Quest took np the receiver from
bis telephone instrument and arranged
the phototelesme. . .
"Police station No. 1, central," he
said "through to Mr. French's of
fice, If you please. Vs Mr. Quest
wants to sneak to him. Yes, San-
ford Quest. No need to get excited!
. . . All right I'm through, am I?
. , . Hello, inspector?"
A rare expression of joy suddenly
transfigured Quest's face. He was
gazing downward into the little mir
"You've found Lenora, then. In
spector?" he exclaimed. "Bully for
you! . . . What do I mean? What
I say! You forget that I am a sci
entific man, French. No end of ap
pliances here you haven't had time
to look at. I can see you sitting there,
and Lenora and Laura looking aa
though you had them on the rack. You
can drop that, French. I've got Red
Gallagher and his mate, got them
here with the Bheriff or Bethel. They
went oft with my auto and sold it
We've got that AIbo, In less than
Ave minutes my chauffeur will , be
here. He's been lying In a farmhouse
unconscious, since that scrap. He
can tell you what time he saw me
last. Bring the girls along, French
and hurry 1"
Quest bung up the receiver.
Inspector French was as good, even
better than his word. In a surpris
ingly short time he entered the room,
I followed by Laura and Lenora. Quest
gave tbem a hand each, but it was
Into Lenora's eyes that he looked.
"I mustn't stop to bear your story,
Lenora," Quest said. "You're safe
that's tbe great thing."
'Found her in an empty house,'
French reported, "out Grayson avenue
way. Now, Mr. Quest, I don't want to
come the official over you too much.
but If you'll kindly remember you're
an escaped prisoner "
There waa a knock at the door. A
young man entered in chauffeur's liv
ery, with - his head still bandaged.
Quest motioned him to come in.
"I'll just repeat my story of that
morning, Mr. French,1' Quest said. "We
went out to find Macdougal, and suc
ceeded, aa you know. Just as I was
starting lor home those two thugs
set upon me. You know how I made
my escape. They went off in my au
tomobile and sold it In Bethel. I ar
rested them there myself this morn
ing. Here's the sheriff who will bear
out what I say, also that they arrived
at the place in my automobile." -
Inspector French held out his hand.
"Mr. Quest," he said, "I reckon we'll
have to withdraw the case against
you. No hard feelings, I hope?" -
"None at all," Quest replied prompt
ly, taking his hand. i
QueBt stood upon the threshold
watching the sheriff and his prison
ers leave the house. The former
turned round to wave his adteux.
"There's an elderly guy out here,"
he shouted, "seems to want to come
in."
Quest leaned forward and saw the
professor.
"My dear Quest," he exclaimed, as
he wrung hla hand, "my heartiest con
gratulations! As you know, I always
believed your innocence. I am delight
ed that It has been proved." '
The Professor Bank wearily Into an
easy chair." -?. t.tt.-v--...,. .
"I will take a little whisky and one
of your excellent cigars. Quest," he
said. "I must ask you to bear with
me If 1 seem upset. After more than
twenty years' service from one whom
I have always treated aa a friend this
sudden separation, to a man of my
f!
!
"Inspector!" She Cried, Rushing To
wards film.
age, is somewhat trying. I do not al
lude, as you perceive, Mr. QueBt, to
the horrible suspicion you seem to
have formed of Craig."
"All tbe same." the Inspector re
marked thoughtfully, "someone who Is
still at large committed those murders
and stole those Jewels. What is your
theory about the jewels, Mr. Quest V
"I haven't had time to frame one
yet," the criralno'qgisteplled. "You've
been" keeping ' me - too busy .' looking
after myself. However," he added,
it's time something was done." '
He took a magnifying glass from
his pocket and examined very closely
the whole of the front of the sate.
"No sign of linger prints," he mut
tered. "The.. person who opened It
probably wore gloves."
He fitted tbe combination and swung
open the door. He stood there for a
moment speechless. Something in his
attitude attracted the inspector's at
tention. ,;
"What is it, Mr. Quest?" he asked
eagerly. -.. -
Quest drew a little breath. Exactly
facing him, in the spot where the Jew
els had been, was a small black box.
He brought it to the table and re
moved the lid. Inside was a sheet of
Daoer. which be quickly unfolded.
They all three read the few lines to
gether: .
"Pitted against the inherited cun
ning of the ages, you have no chance.
I will take compassion upon you.
Look in the right-hand drawer of your
deBk."
Underneath appeared the signature
of the "Hands." Quest moved like one
In a dream to his cabinet and pulled
open the right-hand drawer. He turned
around and faced the other two men.
In his band was. Mrs. Rheinholdt'i
necklace!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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