I lie -By- J. S. FLETCHER JHasrrartorM by IRWIN MYERS (, by Alfred A. Knopf, I no.) W. N. U. Service THE STORY Mervyn Holt la enrasred by a man calling himself MaxarofT aa (raveling companion. After a thort tour they put up at the Woodcock Inn . on MarrasJnle moor. They meet, casually, Mrs. Elphinitone and Sheila Mervtil on. M a in r off tella Holt they are hl wife and daughter and that his real name I Merchlson. That nlg-ht Mitiaroff falls to return to the Inn and hla disappearance It unexplained. Holt meed Sheila and tells her of MaiarofT's dlsnp pearance. Holt la questioned by Police Sergeant Manners and a reporter, Bownaa. MaiarofTs murdered body Is found. Crole, MaiarofT's lawyer, and May thorne, private detective, arrive. Valuable diamonds that M.iaro(T usually carried are missing. A gun, stolen from Musgrave, ta found at the teen of the mur der. Evidence at the Inquest proves Maxarofl wai Merchlson. His will leaves all to Holt. Her man Kloop, close friend of XU larofT, la In London. From him It Is learned that Maxarofl pos sessed two remarkable diamonds, which he had offered for sale to Lord and Lady Loeke. Look says Masaroff had on of the stones and his agent, Armlntrade, the ether. CHAPTER V Continued ' -10- "There you are," he said. "James Mallison, no occupation, Park lane which seems to argue that Mr. Malli son lives with his aunt and his uncle-In-law. Rut perhaps Cottlngley knows? Cottlngley knows a lot ! Do you know anything about Mallison, Cottlngley?" "Very little! Toung man about town. A bit foppish. Sporty In a way. Lives with Sir Samuel and I.ady Loeke. They say tbis Mallison will come In for Sir Samuel's money." "And that's all jou know, Cot tlngley r "All Maythorne threw the scrnpbook on the table. "Weil, that's that!" he said. "We know a bit more now about Mallison. Doubtless he's the man Mazaroff spoke to at Huntingdon and at York. Now, there's nothing much In that, but It seems that Mallison was going north. And what I'd like to know Is this did he and Mazaroff ever meet again? What we want to get at Is the rela tionship of Mazaroffs mnrder to the fact that Mazaroff had Blue Diamond Number Two on him when he was murdered. How many people know that he had? Well, from all we can make out. here was a man Mallison who certainly knew It Mallison had seen the blue diamond Number Two In MazarofTs possession. Probably, when they encountered at Hunting don, and at York, the blue diamond deal with Sir Samuel Loeke was the subject of their conversation. We'll have to get and talk with Mallison, certainly. And Armlntrade? That man has got to be seen, too he knows more than he's told; in fact, he's told nothing. And In the meantime, he must be carefully watched. Holt! Is that man you left at the Woodcock, the chauffeur, Webster, a man of good Intelligencer "Webster's a sharp, clever chap." I answered. "Smart trusty." "Give me some telegraph forms. Cot tlngley," said Maythorne. "Holt, I'm going to send Webster a wire In your came, telling him of certain things I wunt him to do there as regards keep ing an eye on High Cap lodge. We shall have to go back there, I expect, but It mayn't be tomorrow. As for tomorrow, will you two come here at ten o'clock In the morning?" Crole and I went away, leaving Mnythorne concocting his telegram to Webster. I bonght the evening newspapers and went off to Jermyri street, resolved on going to bed at exactly nine o'clock. I should have kept my resolution If, just as I was about to make the definite move bedward. Maythorne had not turned up. "I've seen Sir Samuel Loeke, again, Holt." he said. "I've found out a cer tain fact tnat may or may not be relevant. About this chap Mallison, of course." "Yes?" I said. "Mallison," continued Maythorne, "went up north Just about the time you and Mazaroff did. Old Loeke wants to r'M a shooting next year grouse moor, you know mid he thought It would be a good notion If Mallison went and Inspected some fhootlngs while guns were actually Ht work. From what he told me, I'm pretty dead certain that Miilllsoti was In the immedliite neighborhood of Mar rusdale at the very time you und Maza roff readied the Woodcock Inn. Kli?" I saw that he expected me to make Rome comment. I had no comment to make: ull I could say was that I had never seen anything of Mallison In these regions. He smiled. "Why. no!" he answered. "Of course you didn't or, I might say, wouldn't, If but still. Cunt's all In the clouds. Yet Mallli-.on was certainly there or thereabouts." "I wonder If we shall ever find out nil about It!" I said. lie gave me a queer, knowing look. "We shall rind out all about It, Holt," he replied. "And when we do, there'll be a tine surprise! Look here! Mazaroff Mystery Do you remember that when we were at Kelver's don I picked up something close by where Mazaroff s body was found? You do? Well, now" He broke off short. Somebody was knocking, geutly but persistently, at my outer door. I walked out of the room, across the little hall, and opened the door to stand back attuned. Sheila stood there alone! CHAPTER VI How Wa It Got? Her name sprang to my lips Invol untarily as I stood there, staring at her. She laughed, half shyly, as I let It out, but she was more collected than I, and she stepped Into the hall as readily as If there were nothing strange In this to me surprising visit. I had left the door of the sit ting room open; she glanced through and saw Maythorne. and her first words were businesslike enough. "You've Mr. Maythorne there? That's better!" she said. "Well" I followed her Into the room and closed the door. Maythorne had Jumped to his feet ; for a second or two "Yes She Answered, "I Know a Lot More Than That" the three of us stood gazing at each other. As for myself, I felt utterly at a loss: Maythorne was quite calm. He drew a chair In front of the fire, silently motioning Sheila to It. "Miss Merchlson Is here because something has happened," he said. "Exactly!" She thrust her hand Into some Inner pocket and drew out a folded paper. As quietly as If she were giving me an ordinary letter to read she held It out to me. "Mr. Maythorne Is right," she said. "Something has happened. That's the will! I brought It to you myself." I gave one glance at the signature at Its foot here, without doubt, was the will, made at York, of which 1'ostlethwalte had spoken at the In quest. I handed It across to May thorne. "Where did you get this, Miss Mer chlson? he asked. The answer came promptly and sharply with a certain hardness of tone. "Stole It!" "Stole It? From whom?" "No use beating about the bush, now! I stole It from my own mother!" Maythorne and I exchanged glances: Sheila looked from one to the other. "I dure say you've heard, perhaps known, of cases where daughters have had to tell the truth about their own mothers. Mr. Maythorne?" she said. "Well whether It's wrong or not, I'm going to tell the truth about mine. I stole that will from her this morning, because I knew she'd no right what ever to be In possession of It, and when I'd got It, I Jumped on my bicycle and made off to Black Gill Junction, and caught the next train going south to hand It over! If I hadn't, who knows what would have become of It?" "Yes?" said Maythorne. "Exactly, Rut you know a lot more than that. Miss Merchlson. And we three are alone." She put he Angers together In her lap I noticed they trembled a little. "Yes," she answered. "I know a lot more than that. Let me tell you, for It's no use denying It. that my mother Is one of those women who love money money, to her, means all sorts of things never mind what. I saw from the beginning that ns soon as It was put Into her mind that Mazaroff was really Merchlson, the Idea of getting hold of his fortune be gan to shape itself. "Well, I didn't know what my moth er might do: I don't know now, I tell you both, and at once, what she has done I only know that somehow or other she became ijiossessed of that will, and that I've stolen It from her and given It up to you. That came about In this way. Night before last, latlsli In the evening, my mother did a most unusual thing for her. Some little time after dinner, she went out, saying that she was going to see an old man who Is lying 111 In the vlllnge. Now, my mother Is not by no means au anxious sort about old men und mm, Mm w 14 women who are III and I wni sur prised that she should take so much trouble In this particular Instance. I tell you both I suspected something then, but I didn't know what! Could I help It?" "Go on," said Maythorne, quietly. "Tell us everything." "Well, last night, the same thins occurred again," continued Shelln, "She went out, on the same excuse, and she was away still longer. I !.eard her come In I wont to see If there was anything I could do for her. And It was H en I made a discovery. She was In the Inner library. I saw her through the curtains that shut It off from the big library. There was a small lamp on the table In the center; she stood by It examining a sheet of paper. And I don't know If It was Intuition, or what It flashed across me that what she was looking at was the missing will I So well, then I watched her I'll confess It, She rend the paper through, folded It up, looked round, and then went over to one of the bookcases, and slipped the paper Into a big volume In a corner. Then I went off and I didn't sleep. I knew there was mischief. I was cer tain dead certain! that paper was the will, wherever and however she hud got It And In the middle of the night I got up, and went down, and got the paper out In the dark, and then Just struck a mutch and of course one glance wus enough. I put It back, and went back to beiL And then there was no sleep. I felt oh. I don't know what I feltl There was devilry somewhere close at hand. My own mother or not! what busi ness had she with that will? Where did she get It? By what means? Was she mixed up with? but I didn't dare to think about what she might bo mixed up with. What I did realize was this the probability was that If the will remained In her possession, she'd destroy It, and then well then, all sorts of things would happen that I didn't want to happen. And so I determined to take matters Into my own hands. I got up enrly. I took rfe will, got on my bicycle, and set off for F.lack Gill Junction It was still dark when I set out. I got down to Carlisle and then, of course. It was plain sailing up to town. And you've got the will !" "You're a good plucked 'un!" May thorne said, with obvious admiration. "You know at any rate how to act without hesitation. Wei! ! this Is a queer tale, Holt. How does It strike you?" "It may be." I answered, "that Mrs. Elphlnstone could give a perfectly proper and valid explanation as to how she became possessed of the will." Sheila turned on me like a flash. "Mervyn!" she exclaimed, "I believe you think I should have asked her that before I stole the will and ran off with It to you !" "No no!" I protested "I" "I believe you do I believe you do!" she exclaimed. "A pretty fool I should have been If I'd as much as let her know that I knew It was there! I know what would have happened If I'd told her that I knew what was hid den In the book! She'd hnve burned It before my very e.ves. I know I No! knowing what I did. there was only one thing to do, and that was to place It In safety." "Miss Merehlson's right," said May thorne. "That was the only thing to do. And here It Is, and tomorrow morning I'll hand It over to Crole. Mind you. Miss Merchlson, your moth er, as Holt suggests, may have a per fectly good explanation ns to how she got the will. Hut, under the circum stances, you took the best step you could." Sheila Jumped up. suddenly, and be gan to button her coat. "Then that's all right," she said. "I've done my bit, anyway and now I'm off I'll sleep tonight." "Where are you going?" I asked ns Maythorne and I rose. "Wherever It Is, you must let me see you there, afe!y?" "Oh, you can do that," she an Hard to Grasp Facts At first the brain reels a little In the attempt to grasp the facts of the stellar system, even explained with the lucidity and exactness of which Sir James Jeans Is a master. From the vast extensions of the sky he car rles us Into the Inmost recesses of the atom, where the electron whirls ground Its perpetual circuit several thousand million times every second. These numbers, says the London Spectator, are but dazzle painting, nnd it is simpler to sny that the electron travels ns far In a second hs our latest seaplane travels In an hour. Sir James Jeans has a happy fertility He Knew the Law The late Haley liske of Insurance fame told this story at an Insurance men's banquet In New York. "An American company," he said, "opened a brunch In eastern Europe and was soon doing well. "A rich peasant visited the main ofllce one day", Insured his farm, nnd then said to the manager: "'Now, then, sir, I must have ev erything plain and clear before I go. Exactly what would I got If my house and barn were to burn down tonight?' " 'Not more than ten years and not less than three,' " saJd the manager. swered, half carelessly. Tin going h my old school friend, Khoda Appeiiey She lives In a Hat of her own In Ash lugton mansions, In Maldit Vale. I'm nil right but you can get mo a taxi and rldo there with me If you like." "And tomorrow, in the morning," said Maythorne, "let Holt call for you and bring you to my office. And by thehye, before we go out, I've got something In my pocket, Miss Merchl son, that I'd like to show you. Come to the light." Suddenly, from some Inner pocket, he produced and laid on the table In the full glare of the lamp, an old fashioned cairngorm brooch, act In tine, much woru silver. He looked closely at Shelln. "Have you ever seen that before?" he asked. "Think !" "NoP replied Shelln. "Never 1 Whose Is It? What Is It?" Maythorne picked up the brooch, and began to linger It, Turning it over, he pointed to the pin at the back, which was considerably worn, and tilted loosely to Its socket. "It would easily slip out of any woman's gown," he said. "And I picked It up at Helvcr'a den, close to the spot where MaiarofT's dead body wus found." She turned on him a quick, question ing glance that shifted from him to the brooch, and ho picked up the brooch again, and restored It to his pocket. "So to the best of your recollec tion you've never seen It before?" he said. "Never!" she repented. "Never!" Presently we all three went down stairs, and Into the street. I got a tnxlcab, and Shelln and I got Into It. Maythorne said good-night and went off; we, too, set out on our ride to Maida Vale. She suddenly laughed shyly. "Mervyn!" she said. "Were were you glad to tee me?" "Will It be an answer," said I, "If I tell you that I'd been Uiluklng about you all the evening?" "Thnt's a nice answer," she laughed. "Oh, well uow don't let's tnlk we'll talk tomorrow, or next day, or some other day. Hut you can hold my hand. If you like, till we get to the end of the ride." We held each other's hands In silence all the way to Mnlda Vole. I saw her safely In rharge of her friend, and went bnck home In the same cab. Wondering, of course wondering , . . what next? CHAPTER VII The Missing Man I was back at Ashlngton mansions soon after nine o'clock on the follow ing morning, nnd by half past Sheila and I were walking down F.dgware road on our way to Maythorne's otllce. Amidst the crowded London streets, we were alone In a sense In which we could not have been alone In the soli tudes of Marrasdnle, and the sensa tion was as novel ns it was delightful. Yet I knew It could not Inst, and we had not been walking far when Shelln voiced exactly what I was feeling. "Mervyn! I'll have to go back, you know!" she said. "I've done what I came for given you the will ami now I'll have to go home soon, any wayand face the music, (if course, my mother has guessed long since what's happened. And there'll be a nice row! I shall have the liveliest quarter of an hour I ever had In my life. And I shull only have one re tort to make not a nice one to make to one's own mother nnd that's to ask tier what she was doing with that will and how she got It? And, If I know her. she won't say." "There may be developments before It conies to that," I renin rked. "The fact Is, we none of us know where we are. I don't, anyhow! I feel ns If I didn't know what on earth's going to turn up next." "Anything may," said Sheila. "I suppose the thing Is. In these cases, to be ready for anything and surprised at nothing." And at that very moment a surprise was within touching distance of us. Suddenly Sheila stopped de.nl and clutched my arm; turning sharply on her, I saw that she was staring as li fascinated at the open door of a tobac conist's shop, a few yards ahead of us. (TO RE CONTINUED) of the Stellar System In such comparisons, and forcibly strikes the Imagination when he tells us that If the carbon atom were magnified to the size of Waterloo sta tion, Its electrons would be repre sented by six wasps flying round In the vast vacuity. All the rest Is emptiness; nnd so In the celestial spaces It Is Immense odds against any given spot being occupied. "We live In a gossamer universe; pattern, plan nnd design nre there In abundance but solid substance Is rnre." Put Health First The views of students as to what makes life happy are revealed by a ballot competition conducted by the National I'nlon of Students through out the universities of England anil Wules, says the London Observer. The following was the order of Importance voted for the various attributes con ducive to a happy life: A sound constitution; a sense of hu mor; a congenial occupation; an as sured future; a charming wife (or husband); a blameless reputation; 4fK) a year; a brllllnnt career; a thick skin; a good cook; a persuasive man ner; a library nnd a poker face (equal); nn artistic temperament; n schoolgirl complexion. Scraps of $ 7 HUSH v The passerby stopped mid looked at the man struggling vainly with hla broken-down motor cur. "Excuse me." said the stranger, "but perhaps 1 can help you, There are one or two things I can tell you about your make of car." The owner straightened himself up snd looked ut the other. "Please keep them to yourself, old chap," he remarked, wurulngly; "ihoie ore ludles present," ON THE BEACH "May's gown makes a perfect trlgbi t her." "Yes; but outside of her costume she's a shapely and beautiful girl." Inequality of Things full oft sums dog of stuhiilnf style And pedigree without a (suit Is worth a thousand dollars, white Its owner lin t worth his salt. Taking Awful Chance Doily Dimples coquetllslily ) DM you rend Dr. Itluetmrn this morning when he stated (hut klssliiii Is abso lutely dangerous to health? I tapper Dan (recklely) Well what do you sny, Miss Dolly? Left tart nn epidemic I The Old Standing First Po.r Inventor-1 saw BHge today, He looked happy, prosperous, well fed. Success must have Come to him. Second (sadly) It hns. First What's he been working on? Second (more sadly) A salnry. S. C. T. J. "What do you know admit cook- Ing?" asked Mrs Snapp of the appli cant for posit Inn of cMk. "Nothing much, inii'mii." came the answer, "hut Ah knows a terrible lot about de private affairs oh most ehry body In town." Pathfinder Magialne. Woman's Cunning A I've always noticed that a worn an always lowers her voice when she begs for something ! H Yes; and raises It sky high If tier desire Is not gratllledl NOW WHAT? ' Sou. don I jou know that a roll Ing stone gathers no iiiohs?" "I agree Willi you, falher. but what In the world would I do with any moss?" They All Do I'm an easy coins (mrty Hut I'd like to take a knock At the shoe clerk who esiiuses The toe hole In my eork. Was an Early Bird "Yes, I'm sorry I married you; so there!" "Oil I You were no young dlrd when I married you " "No. P.ut considering what I got, you must admit I was an early dlrd." Feeling Audience fiazonda -Did the audience show any feeling when she sang? tinzoof Yes. nboiit half ol them be gun feeling under the seats for their lulls. Joy of III Health Mrs. Bladder--You're looking very happy this morning. Have you had good news? Mrs. (lubber Just wonderful. M, husband has Just had a nervous breakdown und we're going, to Europe for the summer. Try Umbrella Test "That mfin Is so honest he wouldn't steal a pin." "I never thought much of the pin est, Try hi in with nn umbrella." I . rS h I Often a best man never a groom and their men's pipes irillJI Don't let your pipe stand tctwecn you and domestic hap piness. To tame that wild briar of yours, try Sir Walter's favorito smoking tokicco. It's satisfying, and a lot milder. And it's wrapped in heavy gold foil to keep it fresh right down to the last fragrant pipcfuL TUNH IN on The lUItUh ere" ew riMky. loooiotl OOiM.(NrwYoikTlk et the WKAFcueM xuett nrnroisoN. B.C SirV<er Raleigh Smoking Tobacco 111 ty W It's miller Watch Your Step Oil what da-Is the calculation U made Is not stated, but some fciow with a sluirp pencil hns worked It out that the accident list of last year cost this country .!n',immi ii, Alinot one third of this wns repre sented In nutomohlle casualties. 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