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SHEEP'S CLOTHING By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE Attkw J THI LOKS WOLF." "THI WUJS BOWL" lu. Vl Vr i J.fi V IK CHAPTER II Continued. Tlie Dowager Dragon glanced fore and lift; but there were no other pas sengers within earshot, nml the ports behind them, though alight, were shut and sound-tight. "Betty Merrllees," she said. "You're wnrni as the children say In hide-nud-seek." "Aha!" the Indy cried In triumph. "Well, then I Uetty doesn't nionn to try to beat the customs. She told me so herself. The row thnt man Loot) has kicked up about smuggling has scared her so thnt she's made up her mind to declare every blessed trinket. So you see. Quoin, you're simply wast ing your time trailing Betty Merrl lees." Quoin smiled vaguely nt his finger tips. "No, I'm not," he contradicted. Mrs. Beggarstaff sniffed suspicious ly. "I've guessed wrong?" "For once In a way. The truth is, I don't care whether Mrs. Merrllees de frauds the government or not. It's over n year since I left the secret service. I don't like the work too tame and having learned all It could teach me, I quietly dropped out and returned to my old Held." "Private Investigation, eh?" "There's some fun in that," Quoin said with mild enthusiasm. "Odd Jobs I love 'em. They're generally so very odd unexpected besides." "Quoin," the lady Inquired with a change of tone, "you remember the Joachim collection?" "Do I remember It!" Quoin protest ed with reproachful sincerity. "I wish I might hope ever to be repaid for the sleep I lost on that case!" "You never got a clue?" "Never one. That was a masterly Job." "Has none of the stuff ever turned up?" , "Oh, plenty of It, here and there , mostly In Europe. In fact, I'm told that Joachim has reassembled most of the collection; but It has cost him five times his original outlay." "There are, of course, pieces still missing?" "Oh, naturally!" "Well, then," said the lady delib erately, "I don't mind telling you that there's one piece I distinctly remem ber, on board this ship a magnificent sardonyx cameo." "Truly?" "Would you care to see It? Then look !" Mrs. Beggarstaff unclosed her left hand. In Its palm lay Miss Carteret's brooch ! With a wondering exclamation, Quoin bent forward to examine the cameo, while Mrs. Beggarstaff regard ed with a triumphant smile his bent bead. It was something to huve star tled the greatest living detective, which was precisely the distinction the keen-witted old woman accorded this man. "Take it to the light and have a good look." "Thank you," said Quoin, rising In stantly and moving forward to the lighted eompanionway, where he lin gered u long minute. Intently Inspect ing the brooch with a small magnify ing glass. "Unquestionably one of the missing pieces," he declared flatly, returning, "and. If I'm not mistaken, one of the finest in the collection. How did you come by It, please?" "It's the property of the young per son who shares tuy cabin; name, Lucy Carteret. .She's an American, about twenty, and has lived abroad all her life. Now she's going to New York to Join her father, who she says gave her this on her fifteenth birthday." "The question is, Who Is Carteret pore?" "I'm not psychic," Mrs. lieggarstafT objected. "The woods are full of Car terets ; but I know none that this child resembles In any way. Beside, she has denied every relationship I've sug gested so far." "But we mustn't forget that, when found, this paternal Carteret will probably prove to bo a perfectly hon est bourgeois who picked up the cameo casually In some out-of-the-way shop at homo or abroad. I've often thought that the widespread distribution of that loot might be tuken as pretty good evidence in support of something Pvo always contended was u popular chl nieru the existence of a regular or ganization of social freebooters, Yoil'ro going?" he added as Mrs. HeggurstatT stirred and sut up, preparatory to ris ing. "The present owner of this bauble MRS. BEGGARSTAFF DISCOVERS THAT LUCY CARTERET OWNS A BEAUTIFUL NECKLACE WHICH HAD BEEN STOLEN FROM A VALUABLE COL LECTION SOME TIME BEFORE A beautiful, woil-bred Kngllsh-womnn, nervous and suspicious, finds when she boards the steamer Alsntln, bound from Liverpool for New York, that her stateroom mnto 1b Mrs. Ainelln lleggurstttff, a fascinating wealthy American widow of about sixty years. The girl says her name Is I.ucy Carteret nnd that she Is going to America to meet her father, who hns lived there many years. Something about the girl's manner makes the widow wonder what's the trouble. She Is much surprised to find Lucy possesses a ningnlllcent necklace which the girl said her father had given her for Christmas. Is asleep and I want to replnco It before she wakes up." "One minute, If you don't mind. Per haps you can tell me something " "On one condition," the old lady stip ulated ilrmly. "You must let mo In on the ground tloor. I'll not lift my baud to help you lu anything that's a mystery to me." "I don't mind telling you In the least. This Isn't a cast? Just simple curiosity on my part. .Did you ever know any body by the name of Hlcks-Lorrlmer In Londou?" "Bless my Income!" exclaimed Mrs. Beggurstnff Indignantly. "No! Who Is he or she?" "I don't know; that's why I asked you who know everybody. One ques tion more: What do you know about your friend Mr. Craven?" "Tad Craven?" exclaimed the Dowa ger Dragon lu blauk amazement. "What's he been doing?" "Nothing very desperate: only mak ing love to Mrs. Merrllees. Think she'll marry him?" "Couldn't say. She's a flighty crea ture, and Tad's tremendously amusing. What concern Is It of yours?" "None whatever. You haven't told me what you know about him." "Why of course! what the world knows. He's nn rntertnlnlng little man who came out of nowhere to cheer us up about fifteen years ngo. Never was heard of before one line morning when we nil woke up to tlnd he be- Almost Immediately the Hiss Was Answered by Quick, Light Foot steps. longed. No money, so far as I know or Just enough to enable him to live well without working too hard. Nowa days New York teems with Just this type of unaccountable persons de cent, diverting, well-bred, and three- quarters Idle. That's all except I like the man." "You never heard he was married?" "He Isn't!" Mrs. Beggarstaff ex- claimed, dumfouuded. "I don't say so. I only wonder. Of course. If you never heard he wus mar ried, you never suspected him of hav ing a daughter you're too pure- minded." "Thank vou for nothing. What are you driving at?" "And if he Hasn't n dnugbter, who In thunderutlon Is Lydln?" "Quoin," said the Dowager Dragon solemnly, "I warn you, If you keep mo on tenterhooks another Instant" "Here you are, then," the detective Interposed hastily; "but keep it to yourself. Yesterday nfternoon, when I wus killing time In tho wireless house, n message came In which I rend over the operator's shoulder ns he wrote It down. It wus for Craven, and ran something like this: 'Lydlu disappeared. What shall I do? Await ing advice before notifying police.' Signed, 'JIlckH-Lorrlmer.' And after a while Craven'H reply was brought In for transmission, 'Keep away from po lice. If girl doesn't return, wire mo New York Saturday.' Addressed, 'Hlcks-Lorrimer, eleven King Charles' court, London, West.' Now who In Lydlu' to Craven if not wife or daugh ter, that wireless messages must ad vise him of her disappearance? Not his wife; for ho refers to her In his reply as the 'girl.' If his daughter, lie must be u widower." After a thoughtful moment tho Dow-, nger Dragon exclaimed, "Quoin J This Jouchlin brooch has It struck yon ilmt the cameo bears a resemblance to any one wo know?" "Craven, of course 1 Now you men Hon It, a distinct resemblance." "This Miss Carteret says her father Knvo It to her because of Its likeness to nun." "What did you say the name was, lu iuiw Lucy Carteret. But when sho told me sho tripped nnd stumbled over something that hounded suspiciously Hsu -i,iu.- -Lid' for Lydlu, eh?" i-ucy uirteret Lydln Craven," the ueteciivo mused aloud. "Help mo up." the Dowaeer Drnr-on demanded excitably. "I'm going down- suurs mis niluute and have n good look round thnt cabin, If tho girl Isn't uwuue. Quoin." sho added with nnl mntlon. us the detective gavo her his Hand, "ir it turns out as wu think " "Hope?" ho suggested, smiling. "For my part. hope. If It turns out ns wo hope, this voyago Is going to bo most amusing. And I was afraid of being bored I" "Then," Quoin reminded her. "you ought to be very grateful to me." "I lovo you for It!' Mrs. IleggorstnfT declared nrdently. CHAPTER III. Long after dark Miss Carteret wak- ened. For some minutes sho lay In lazy content, unstlrrlng, wide eyes dreaming Into obscurity. The state room was dusky with shadows; but deck lights beyond the open window ports pointed wan squares upon tho white Interior woodwork. The sweep of clean sea air through the room was as sweet as fresh cool waler to a parched throat. Feeling stronger and more herself for each delicious breath, humbly the girl gave thanks: for It seemed that, with the passing of the gnle, tho ghastly Incubus of inal-dc-mer had been exorcised. Presently, conscious of n pang of hunger, she touched the repeating spring on her bracelet watch an ex quisitely small. Jeweled extrnvnganco, her father's gift of the previous Christ mas and bent nn attentive ear to Its elfin chime. Fight o'clock. It was too late to dress and dine In public. But ns she lay In doubt, trying to decide whether she wns really as hungry as she felt, or would do better to deny herself food until breakfast, she heard a sound from the outer deck so singu lar that In n twinkling It focused her drowsy, errant wits. Tho sound was "Psst-pssst-psssst," AMERICAN WEDS A RULER Alice Heine, Who Enjoyed Unustia Distinction, Soon Tired of Life as Princess of Monaco, Alice Heine, the only American worn an to enjoy the distinction and suffer the disillusionment of being the wife of a sovereign, was boru In New Or leans fifty-nine years ago. Her father was Michael Heine, n Jewish banker, and tier mother Miss Amelle Mllten- hcrgcr, who came of u prominent Louisiana family. Having mado a fortune In New Or leans, Michael Heine settled In Paris after tiie Franco-Prussian wur, and rose to be a noted financier. His daughter, Alice, became the bride of tho due de Ulchelleu, scion of an an cient French line. Sho bore him u son nnd a daughter, after which ho died. The son Inherited tho title, nnd a few years ago followed tho example of his father by taking nn American wife, Miss Kleanor Douglas Wise of Balti more, Alice Heine, duchess of Illchcllcu, remained a widow tnnny years before she was won by the prince of Monaco, whoso prior mnrrlngo to Lady Mary Douglas Hamilton, an Englishwoman, had been annulled by the church. Life with the sovereign prince of tho tiny country of Monuco noted principally for Its great gambling resort, Monte Carlo was not a bed of roses, and sho soon tired of It. The prince was given a divorce. Lesson of tho Tug. There's nothing dishonorable In bo- Ing n tug. In times of need a tug la worth a thousand pleasure boats. It's what a man Is nblo to do nnd does that tells what his wortli Is. Good clothes are plensant to look upon, but they are often u hindrance In times of distress. Kid gloves may havo a place lu tho family pew and social functions, but tho ways of tho world demand tougher stock In labo, It takes overalls, corduroy and buckskin n trisyllabic hiss of which each part was longer and more emphatic than Its predecessor. Unmistakably of hu man origin, though ns odd and alarm lug as tho warning of a serpent, It brought tho girl from her bed to her feet with a start. Her movement wns a noiseless new. Tho man who had sounded that strange call she discovered stealing Imiiicill ately outside the window; his back was to It, so that sho could see little more than the concave lino of his dark, lean, shaved cheek, and tho back of a long, narrow head beneath n steamer cap with vizor well down over his eyes. Almost Immediately tho hiss was an swered by quick, light footsteps, and tho voice of ono as yet Invisible, n voice of guarded accent but vibrant with Indignation, "What the devil do you mean by buzzing mo like that?" The girl trembled. Unless her senses were untrustworthy, sho knew that voice better than her own. It seemed Impossible that sho could bo mistaken. It was again audible, tho response of the man outside tho window having escaped her. "You Infatuate assl Don't you know better than to take such chances?" "Oh. It's all right. llo's up on tho boat deck, ehlnnln' with some skirt. I made sure of that before I laid for you. Trust mo. "Trust you to play the fool I Don t you know every word you utter can bo overheard In those staterooms?" Instinctively tho girl crouched lu tho shadow of her bedstend, In deadly ter ror lest sho bo detected at her Involun tary eavesdropping so strong upon her sensitive perceptions tho psycho logical effect of this surreptitious pas sage. But her fears were quickly dlsslpnt i.il the Interview terminating as nb roptly as It had begun. "Good-night 1" that well-remembered voice continued Incisively. "And for tho last time I warn you: Don't np- proach me again nboard tide ship!" "But listen." the other pleaded nnd threatened lu tho one Urolith 'We got to get a straight answer out of you " Tvo given It already twice. lor the third time no 1" With this the Inst speaker strode briskly forward. Blslng as silently as any shadow .Miss Carteret again turned her face to the port. Tho man who bud hissed wns still there, watching the other way. She fancied something sullen nnd menacing In tho lowering Inclination of his head, the stoop of his narrow siioumcrs. .,. Suddenly, with n mumbled word Innrtlculate with anger, ho turned and went swiftly aft. Do you believe that Lucy Car teret Is telling the truth and that she Is an honest, high-class girl; or do you think she Is one of a band of shrewd crooks? The next Installment brings Im portant developments. (TO I IIC CONTINUED.) to stand the strain. They nro not beautiful hut they aro mighty elllclent when tho right kind of power gets In side of them. Atid you nro no less n gentleman because they fit you. That man Is honorable who makes himself respected by his conduct mid tho work ho does. No amount of polish can atone for n mean ideal. And no nmount of toll can lower the man of honor to the level of tho beast. The tug may bo Insignificant beside tho lines, but Its work Is Just as honorable and often requires Just as inix-li brains and skill to accomplish It. Pennsyl vnnln Orlt. "What Makes It 8top7" I no following cominiinlcatlon has been received by tho Galveston News: "Hparksvllle Gents: The gas en Kino you sent mo stops when there's nothing tho matter with Its that the trouble. It wouldent bee so bad If It stopped for some reason and anybody knows theres reasons enough for It to stop. I received tho book which yon sent me which Is named what Makes tho Gasoline Engine Go. I ain't read It yet becauso what's the use reading It when I dont euro what makes tho gasollno engine go as long as It goes which mine (lout only occasionally. "What I want to know Is What Makes the Gasollno Engine Stop. If you got a book culled that send mo one. I want to know what makes my gnsollno engine stop when everything: Is O IC and nothing Is tho matter ex cept that It must bo a rotten engine hjiiam Diaas." Santa Turns Spaniard. Tho whole toy Industry of tho world Is undergoing readjustment booiuso of tho war, and countries that formerly Imported their stocks from tho coun tries of tho present belligerents nro now either looking to new sources of supply or uro making their own toya. Spain has been among tho first to tnko ndvantngo of the altered demand nu4 Is making u strong bid for the maski of Latln-Ainertcu, , ; SAYS HOT WATER WASHES POISONS FROM THE LIVER Evoryone should drink hot water with phosphate In It, before breakfast To feet ns flue nn tho proverbial fiddle, wo Must keep the liver washed clean, nlttioHt overy morning, to pro vent Its spongo-llko pores from clog ging with indigestible Material, Hour bite and poisonous toxins, nays a noted physician, If you get hortdncheii, II'h your liver. It you catch cold easily, it's your liver. If you wake up with n bad taste, furred tongue, nasty breath or stem arh becomes rnncld, It's your llvur. Sallow skin, muddy complexions, wa tery eyes all denote liver unclcanll ness, Your liver Is tho most Impor tant, also the most abused and neglect ed organ of tho body. Few know Its function or how to reteano the dammed up body waste, bllo and toxins, Mont folks resort to violent calomel, which Is a dangerous, salivating' chemical which can only bo used occasionally because It accumulates lu the tissues, iiIho attacks tho lumen. Every man and woman, Hick or well, should drink each morning before breakfast, a kIiimh of hot water with n teaspoonful of limestone phosphate in It, to wash front tho liver nnd bowels the previous day's Indigestible mater ial, the polHOiiii, sour bllo and toxins; thus demising, sweetening nnd fresh ening tho entire alimentary canal be fore putting more food Into tho stom ach. Limestone phoHphntn does not re strict the diet like calomel, Iteeauso It can not salivate, for It Is harmless and you can cat anything afterwards. It Is Inexpensive and nlmoHt tasteless, and any pharmacist will sell you n quarter pound, which Is sufficient for a demoiiHtratlou of how hot water and limestone phosphato cleans, stimulates and freshens the liver, keeping you feeling fit day lu nnd day out. If Your Skin Itches Just Use Resinol No remedy ran honestly promlso to heal every case of eczema or similar Hklu ailment. But Itesluol Ointment, aided by Itesluol Heap, gives such Instant relief from tho Itching and burning, and so generally succeeds In clearing tho eruption away for good, that It In tho standard skin treatment of thousands and thousands of physi cians. Sold by all drtiKKlnts. Getting Used to It. "Turkish women muffin tho entire lower part of tho face with a veil. leaving only tho eyes exposed. Queer costumo, eh?" "I thought so until our glrlB began wearing their furs that way." Louis ville Courier-Journal. AN OPERATION AVERTED Philadelphia, Pn. "Ono yenr nj;o I was very nick nnd 1 milTered with pains in my nldo nnd back until I nearly went crazy. 1 went to diircrcntdoctoronnd they nil paid J had female troublo and would not ;;et any relief until I would bo operated on. I huilsuu"ereilforfour yonrs before thin timo.butl ltepti;ot timr worse tho mom medicine I took. Every month clnco I wus n younjj plrl I had cullercd with cramps In my sides nt periods and was never rejrular. I saw your advertise ment In tho newspaper and tho plcturo of n woman who had been saved from nn operation and this picturo waa Im pressed on my mind. The doctor had given mo only two moro doya to moko up my mind bo I sent my husband to tho drug storo nt onco for n bottle of Lydlu I'lnkham's Vefotablo Compound, nnd nuliuvu me, I soon noticed a change and when I had finished tho third bottlo I was cured and never felt better. 1 tfrant you the privilege to publish my lettei nnd km only too ulnd to let other women know of rny cum. " Mrs.TiiOH.McGow- IGAL, 8432 Hurtvlllo Street, Phlln., Pu. Reduces Strslned. Puffy Ankles, Lymphangitis, Poll Evil. Fistula, Hoili, Swellings; Stops Lameness and allays pain, Ilcati Sores, Cuts, Bruises. Hoot Chafes. It ii a SAFE ANTISEPTIC AND GERMICIDE . ..... W IVIIIUVC MIC LJ . ,0,fe ,ie wo'e'l. Plcaiant to me. 92. 00 a bottle, delivered. Deirribe your caie ai'i&'m ? w,,,.,,c,in, ml Uook 5 M free. iwUiL"1.1"' V1" nm,i- vln'' eo SI tKt butl u ittUn v, 4u ,t. " W. F. fOUNO, P.O.F., 401 Tmpl 8t., gprlnifUld, Mats.