HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, FEB. 11, 1926.
PAGE THREE
A Sequel to Bulldog Drummond.
BY CYRIL McMFILF iua
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I. To a gathering of anar
chists in Barking-, London suburb, Zaboleff,
foreign agitator, tells of the operations of
a body of men who have become a menace
to their activities. He is interrupted by
the men he is describing (the Black Gang) ,
who break up the meeting, sentencing some
of the participants to condign punishment
and carrying away others. A memorandum
found on Zaboleff gives an address in Hox
ton, London, which the leader of the at
tacking party considers of importance.
CHAPTER II. Sir Bryan Johnstone, di
rector of criminal investigation, hears from
Inspector Mclver, sent to arrest Zaboleff
the night before, of his discomfiture. He
had been seized and chloroformed and his
raid frustrated. Hugh Drummnd, man of
leisure and old friend of Johnstone's ar
rives and tells of seeing the kidnapers and
their victims. He becomes an unpaid agent
of the police, to be under the direction of
Mclver, and takes up his duties at once.
CHAPTER III. A "Mr. William Atkin
son," ostensibly pawnbroker and money
lender, really Count Zadowa, director of
anarchy in England, does business in an
other London suburb. A mysterious stran
ger invades the premises. Count Zadowa.
after a brief glimpse f the intruder, is
strangely disconcerted.
CHAPTER IV. Drummond, having
knowledge of Atkinson's anarchistic activ
ities, arranges to burglarize the latter's
office to secure evidence of the fact. While
so engaged, with two companions, a bomb
is hurled at them from an adjoining room.
CHAPTER V. The explosion kills
"Ginger Martin," expert burglar whom
Drummond had employed to open Atkin
son's safe. Drummond and his friend es
cape, taking with them a bag they find on
the floor. Neither Drummond nor his com
panion at the time And out what it con
tains. CHAPTER VI. At a fashionable hotel
Rev. Theodosius Longmoor and his daugh
ter Janet are guests. "Longmoor" is really
Carl Peterson, international crook, with
whom Drummond has an old feud. Zadowa
tells Longmoor and his daughter of the
bomb he had hurled, which he believes
killed the three invaders. Longmoor is en
raged, pointing out that the diamonds
(Russian crown jewels, of which Zadowa
had known nothing) had been lost thru
his action. Longmoor insists that Zadowa
recover the diamonds, suggesting that they
may be in the hands of the police, and
warning his subordinate (Longmoor is ad
dressed by Zadowa as "chief") that failure
will be punished with death.
CHAPTER VII. Drummond discovers
that Longmoor, most cleverly disguised, is
Carl Peterson. Janet, at the same time,
recognises in Drummond the leader of the
Black Gang, and their old enemy.
CHAPTER VIII
In Which Hugh Drummond and the
Reverend Theodosius Longmoor
Lunch Together.
"T-OT, Hughl" Peter turned a llt-
tie Irritably from his covert in
spection of the Reverend Theo
dosius Longmoor. "You've got Pe
terson on the brain. Why, that old
bird is no more like him than my
boot."
"Nevertheless, It's Peterson," an
swered Drummond doggedly. "It's
juat that one trick he can never shake
off that tapping with his left hand
on his knee that made me spot him."
"Well, granted you're right," con
ceded Darrell grudgingly, "what do
wo do now, sergeant major?"
"I don't know, Peter. I've got to
think this out.'
"You're perfectly certain, Hugh?"
said Peter, who was still for from
convinced.
"Absolutely, old man," answered
Drummond gravely. "The clergyman
over there is Carl Peterson, late of
the Elms, Godalming. And the game
has begun again."
Darrell gave a shoit laugh as he
noted the gleam in his leader a eyes,
"I'm thinking," he remarked sober
ly, "that this time the game is going
to make us all go out."
"So much the better," grinned
Hugh. "We'll add him to our collec
tion, Peter, and then we'll present
the whole bunch to the 100. And
in the meantime, he shall lunch with
us when Phyllis arrives, and prattle
theology to an appreciative audience
Incidentally it will appeal to his
sense of humor; there's no difficulty
about recognizing us. Look out, tie's
coming over."
They turned as the clergyman
crossed toward them.
"Jolly old tum-tum beginning to
-shout for nourishment," Baid Hugh
with an affable smile as he joined
them. "My wife should be here at
nnv moment now. Mr. er
"Longmoor is my name," said the
clergyman, beaming on them. "It is
very charming of you to take such
eomnassion on a lonely old man."
. "Staying here all by yourself 1?"
asked Drummond DOhtely.
"No; my daughter is with me. The
dear child has been my constant com
panion ever since my beloved wifo's
death some years ago. We hnvo just
returned from a visit to the famine'
stricken area," replied tho clergy
man. "Most Interesting but most
torribly sad. You know I don't think
I caught your name."
"Drummond, Captain Drummond,"
answered Hugh, mechanically. "And
this is Mr. Darrell. I think I have
had the pleasure of making your
daughter's acquaintance already. She
was manufacturing woolen garments
for the Austrians down here, and I
retrieved an elusivo ball of wool for
her."
"That is Just my daughter all over,
Captain Drummond," beamed the Rev
erend Theodosius. "Never wasting
her time, always doing something for
the good of humanity."
But at the moment it is to be re
gretted that Hugh was not worrying
his head over the good of humanity.
Inconceivable though it was, judged
on the mere matjtcr of appearance,
that the Reverend Theodosius was
Carl Peterson, It was still more in
conceivable that the wool knitter
could be Irma. Of course, Peterson
might have changed his daughter
but if he hadn't, what then? What
had he said to Peter Darrell when
the girl, recognizing him all the time,
was sitting in the next chair? How
much had she overheard? And sud
denly Hugh began to feel that he
was floundering in deep wator.
He glanced at his watch and turn
ed to Darrell,
"Confound the girl, Peterl She's
nearly forty minutes late."
"Picked up a pal, old boy, an
swered that worthy. "Picked up a pal,
and they're masticating a Bath bun
somewhere. Why not leave a mes
sage at the door, and let's go on
with it? I'm darned hungry."
The Reverend Theodosius beamed
from behind his spectacles.
" Tis ever the same," he murmur
ed gently. "But it is the prerogative
of their sex."
Well, let's toddle in and take
nourishment," said Hugh, taking hold
of the clergyman's arm with his hand
and pushing him toward the restau
rant. "By the way, what about the
daughter? Isn't she going to honor
us?"
"Not today," answered the Rever
end Theodosius. . "She is lunching
upstairs with the poor fellow I told
you Bbout, whose office was wrecked
last night. He is sadly in need of
comfort. I understand that the po
lice are satisfied that three scoun
drels were involved in the crime.
And two of them have escaped."
"Dirty dogs," said Hugh, frowning,
Now if all three had been found
adhering to the furniture it might
have reconciled you to the loss of
those hundred acid "drops."
"In fnct," continued the clergyman,
helping himself to some fish, "the
whole thing is very mysterious. How
ever, the police have every hope of
laying their hands on the two others
very shortly. An unfortunate clerk
who was brutally assaulted by them
has confided to his employer that he
believes he knows who one of the
other two was. A huge man, Captain
Drummond, of enormous strength; a
man well, really, do you know? a
man I should imagine just like you.
and a man, who popular rumor has it,
the head of a mysterious body
calling itself the Black Gang. So
that should prove a valuable clue
for the police when they hear of it."
Not by the nicker of an eyelid
did Drummond's face change as he
listened with polite attention to the
clergyman's remarks. But his brain
was moving quickly as he took in
this new development. One card,' at
any rate, was down on the table: his
identity as leader of the Black Gang
was known to Peterson. It was the
girl who had found him out: that
was obvious. The point was how did
it affect matters.
"An elusive person, I believe," he
remarked quietly.
I don't anticipate that it should
be hard to discover him, Captain
Drummond," said tho clergyman mild
ly. "Surely with your marvelous po
lice system . . ."
And yet, Mr. Longmoor, said
Hugh gravely, "even though lately
I have been reinforcing that system
literally helping them myself
they are still completely in the dark
as to his identity.
"Incredible," cried tho other. "Still
we can only hope for the best.- By
the way, I'm afraid your wife has
finally deserted you for lunch." He
pushed back his chair. "I shall hope
to have the pleasure of her acquaint
ance some other day. And now if
you will excuse me, I must run away.
My correspondence at the moment
with regard to the relief funds for
destitute Austrians is very volum
inous. A thousand thanks -ior the
most enjoyable meal."
He bowed with a courteous smile,
and threaded his way through the
crowded restaurant toward the door.
And it was not until ha had finally
disappeared from sight that Hugh
turned to Peter Darrell with a
thoughtful expression on his face,
"Deuced interesting position of af
fairs, Peter," he remarked lighting
another cigarette. "He knows I'm the
leader of our bunch, and doesn't
know I know it; I know he's Peterson,
and he doesn't know I know it
wonder how long it will be before
the gloves come off."
CHAPTER IX
In Which Count Zadowa ia Intro
duced to "Alice in Wonderland."
A QUARTER of an hour later the
two young men stepped into
Piccadilly. Evidently Phyllis
was not proposing to turn up, and
nothing was to bo gained by remain
ing. The noxt move lay with the
other side, and until it was played
it was merely a question of marking
time. At the entrance of the Ritz
they separated. And it was just as
he was standing in Berkeley square,
waving his stick vaguely as a mater
ial aid to thought, that he felt a
touch on his arm.
"Excuse me, sir," said a voice at
his elbow, "but I would like a few
words with you."
He looked down and his eyes nar
rowed suddenly. Standing beside
him was the hunchback, Mr, Atkin
son, and for a moment Hugh re
garded him in silence. Then, dis
missing a strong Inclination to throw
this unexpected apparition under a
passing furniture van, he raised his
eyebrows slightly and removed his
cigar from his mouth. Evidently the
next move had begun, and he felt
curious as to what form It would
take.
My powers as a conversationalist
are well known, tie remarked,
"amongst a large and varied circle.
I was not, however, aware that you
belonged to it. In other words, sir,
who the deuce are you and what the
dickens do you want to talk to me
about?"
Something which concerns us very
intimately," returned the other. "And
with regard to the first part of your
question do you think it necessary
to keep up the pretense, especially
as there are no witnesses present?
I suggest, however, that as our con
versation may be a trifle prolonged,
and this spot is somewhat draughty,
we should adjourn to your house;
Brook street, I believe, is where you
live, Captain Drummond."
Hugh removed his cigar, and star
ed at the hunchback thoughtfully.
I haven't the slightest wish to
have a prolonged conversation with
you in any place, draughty or other
wise, he remarked at length. ' How
ever, if you are prepared to run the
risk of being slung out of the window
if you bore me, I'll give you ten min
utes." He turned on his heel and strolled
slowly on toward his house, while
the hunchback, shooting venomous
giances at him from time to time,
walked by his side in silence. And
it was not until some five minutes
later when they were both in Drum
mond's study that any further re
mark was made.
It was Hugh who spoke, standing
with his back to the fireplace, and
looking down on the misshapen lit
tle man who sat in an arm-chair
facing the light. An unpleasant cus
tomer, he reflected, now that he saw
him close to for the first time: a dan
gerous, vindictive little devil but
able, distinctly able. Just such a
type as Peterson would choose for
a tool.
"What is it you wish to say to
me?" he said curtly.
A few things. Captain Drummond,"
returned the other, "that may help
to clear the air. In the. first place
may I say how pleased I am to make
your acquaintance in the flesh,-eo to
speak? I have long wanted a little
talk with the leader of the Black
Gang."
I trust," murmured Hugh solici
tously, "that the Bun hasn't proved
too much for you."
"Shall we drop this beating about
the bush?" snapped the other.
"I shall drop you down the stairs
if you talk to me like that, you d d
little microbe," said Hugh coldly, and
the other got to his feet with a snarl.
His eyes, glaring like those of an
angry cat, were fixed on Drummond,
who suddenly put out a vast hand to
screen the lower part of the hunch
back's face. With a cry of fear he
recoiled, and Hugh smiled grimly.
So it had been Mr. Atkinson himself
who had flung the bomb the night be
fore: the eyes that had glared at him
through the crack in the door were
unmistakably the same as those he
had just looked into over his own
hand. With the rest of the face
blotted out to prevent distraction
there colud be no doubt about it, and
he was still smiling grimly as he
lowered his hand.
So you think I'm the leader of
the Black Gang, do you?" he re
marked. "What are your grounds
for this somewhat startling state
ment?" My grounds are these," said the
hunchback, recovering his self-control;
"laBt night my office in Hoxton
was wrecked by a bomb. That bomb
also killed a man."
"It did," agreed Hugh grimly.
"One of the three men who broke
in. The other two escaped how, I
don't know. But one of them was
recognized by the clerk downstairs."
"I gathered that was the story,"
said Hugh.
He was recognized as the leader
of the Black Gang an unknown per
son. But today at the Ritz, Captain
Drummond my celrk, who had
brought me a message, recognized him
again, without his disguise. No long
er an unknown man, you understand
but you." ,
Drummond smiled, and selected a
cigarette from his case.
"Very pretty," he answered, "but
a trifle crude. As I understand you,
I gather that your shrewd and in
telligent clerk states that the leader
of the Black Gang broke into your
office last night in oder to indulge in
the doubtful pastime of throwing
bombs about the premises. He fur
ther states that I am the humorist
in question. Allowing for the mo-
tnent that your clerk is sane, what
do you propose to do about it?
"In certain eventualities, Captain
Drummond, I propose to send an an
onymous letter to Scotland Yard. Sur
prised though they would be to get it,
it might help them to clear up the
mystery of Mr. Latter's insanity. It
may prove rather unpleasant for you,
of course, but that can t be helped.
"It's kind of you to give me a loop
hole of escape," said Drummond plea
santly. "What are the eventualities
to which you allude?"
"The nonreturn to me of a little
bag containing diamonds," remarked
the hunchback quietly. "They were
in the desk which was wrecked by
the bomb."
"Dear, dear," said Hugh. "Am I
supposed to have them in my posses
slon?"
"I can only hope most sincerely
for your Bake that you have,"- re
turned the other, "Otherwise I'm
afraid that letter will go to the po
lice."
For a while Drummond smoked in
silence, then, with a lazy smile on
his fnce, he sat down in an armchair
facing the hunchback.
"There are one or two things I
hnvo to say to you before depriving
myself of the ploasuro of your com
pnny. By tho post following tho one
which carries your interesting dis
closure will go nnother lottor address
ed to Sir Bryan Johnctone himself.
I shall be in the office when he opens
it and we shall both be roaring with
laughter over tho extraordinary do
lusion that I quite the biggest fool
of his acqunlntnnco could possibly
be tne leader of the Black Gang. And,
Heralds the Spring
m i
Close on the heels of the first
hardy robin comes mflady'dad for
Spring.;? Bright, gorgeous colors,
feature the charming modes she
will wear during the warmer davs.
This frock is of pastel tinted chiff
on printed in the new floral design,
with tie, that the fashionable girl
will wear.
as if to prove the utter absurdity of
the suggestion this second letter will
he from the leader of the Black Gang
himself. In it he will state that he
was present at 5 Green street, Hox
ton, last night in an endeavor to
obtain possession of the anarchist
and Bolshevist literature stored
there. That he took with him a pro
fessional burglar to assist him in
opening the safe and other things
which might be there, and that while
engaged in this eminently virtuous
proceeding he found that he was trap
ped in the room by some mechanical
device. And then will come a very
interesting disclosure. He will state
how suddenly he saw through a crack
in the door a pair of eyes looking
at him. And their color see, what
s the color of your eyes? gray-
blue, very noticeable. Much the same
as old Longmoor's though his are a
little bluer. And then tho owner of
the eyes was so inconsdierate as to
throw a bomb in the room; a bomb
which killed one of the men, and
wrecked the dsek. So that the owner
of the eyes, gray-blue eyes just like
yours, is a murderer a common
murderer. And we hang men in
England for murder." He paused and
stared at the hunchback. "This is a
jolly game, isn't it?"
"And you really imagine, said the
hunchback contemptuously, "that ev
en your police would believe such a
story that a man would wreck his
own office, when on your own show
ing he had the man trapped inside
it?"
"Probably not," said Drummond af
fably. "Any more than they would
believe that I was the leader of the
Black Gang. So since they're such
wretched crowd of unbelievers I
don't think it's much good playing
the game. Waste of time, isn't it?
So I vote we play another one, all
on our own a little of mako believe
like we used to play in the nur
sery."
I haven't an idea what you re talk
ing about, Captain Drummond," said
the hunchback, shifting uneasily in
his chair. For all trnce of affability
had vanished from the face of the
man opposite him, to be replaced by
expression which made Mr. At
kinson pass his tongue once or twice
over his lips that had suddenly gone
dry.
Haven t you, you rat7" said
Drummond quietly. "Then I'll tell
you. Just for the next five minutes
we're going to pretend that these two
statements which the police stupid
fellows won't believe are true. We're
going to pretend only pretend, mind
you that I am the leader of the
Black Gang; and we're going to pre
tend that you are the man who flung
the bomb last night. Just for five
minutes only, then we go back to
reality and unbelieving policomen."
And if dur'ng the following five
minutes strange sounds were heard
by Denny in the room below, he was
far too accustomed to the sounds of
breaking furniture to worry. It was-
n t until the hunchback pulled a
knife that Diumtnond warmed to his
work, but from that moment ho lost
his temper. And because the hunch
back was a hunchback though en
dowed withal by Nature with singu
lar strength it jarred on Drummond
to fight him as if he had been a nor
mal man. So he flogged him with i
rhinoceros-hide whip tin his arm
ached, and then he flung him into a
chair, gasping, cursing and scarcely
human.
"You shouldn't be so realistic in
your stories. Snooks; I shall call you
Snooks," he remarked affably, though
his eyes were still merciless as he
looked at the writhing figure. "And
I feel quite sure that that is what
the leader of the Black Gang would
have done if he had met the peculiar
humorist who threw that bomb last
night. Bad habit throwing bombs."
With a final curao tho hunchback
staggered to his feet, and his face
was diabolical in its fury.
"You shall pay for that, Captain
Drummond, stroke by stroke, and
lash by lash," he said in a shaking
voice.
Drummond laughed shortly.
"All the same, old patter," he re
marked. "Tell old Longmoor with
my love " He paused and grinned.
"No, on second thoughts I think I'll
tell his reverence mysolf at the ap
pointed time."
"What will you tell him?" sneered
the hunchback.
"Why, that his church isn't tho
only placo where dry-rot has set in.
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It's' prevalent amongst his pals as
well. Must you go? Straight down
the stairs, and the card tray in the
hall is only electro-plate so you
might leave it."
With a great effort Mr. Atkinson
pulled himself together.
"Can we come to an understand
ing, Captain Drummond he re
marked quietly. "I can assure you,
of course, that you have made a ter
rible mistake in thinking that it'was
I who threw that bomb at you last
night."
"At me?" Drummond laughed short
ly. "Who said you'd thrown it at
me? That wasn't the game at all,
Snooks. You threw it at the leader
of the Black Gan."
"Can't we put our cards on the
tabic?" returned the other with
studied moderation. "I know that
you are that leader, you know it
though it is possible that no one
else would believe it. I was wrong
to threaten you I should have known
better; I apologize. But if I may
say so I have had my punishment.
Now as man to man can we come to
terms?"
"I am waiting," said Hugh briefly.
"Kindly be as concise as possible."
"Those diamonds. Captain Drum
mond. Rightly or wrongly, I feel tol
erably certain that you either have
them in your possession, or that you
know where they are. Now, those
diamonds were not mine did you
speak? No. Well to resume. The
diamonds were not mine; they had
been deposited in the desk in my of
fice unknown to me. Then this fool
whom you foolishly think was my
selfthrew the bomb into the office
to kill you. I admit it; he told me
all about it. He did not kill you, for
which fact, if I may say so, I am very
glad. You're a sportsman, and you've
.fought like a sportsman but our
fight, Captain Drummond, has been
over other matters. The diamonds
are a side.-show and hardly concern
you and me. I'll be frank with you;
they are the sole wealth saved by a
Russian nobleman from the Bolshev
ist outrages. He deposited them in
my office during my absence, with
the idea of my selling them for him
and now he and his family must
starve. And so what I propose is "
"I don't think I want to hear your
proposal, Snooks," said Drummond
kindly. "Doubtless I look a fool;
doubtless I am a fool, but I like to.
think that I'm not a congenital idiot.
I'm glad you have discovered that it's
not much use threatening me; but
to tell you the strict truth, I prefer
threats to nauseating hypocrisy. So
much so in fact that the thought of
that starving nobleman impels me to
take more exercise. Ever read 'Alice
in Wonderland,' Snooks? A charming
book a masterpiece of English lit
erature. And there is one singularly
touching, not to say fruity, bit which
concerns Father William and a gen
teel young man."
With a look of complete bewilder
ment on his face Mr. Atkinson felt
himself propelled through the door,
until he came to a halt at the top
of the stairs.
"It's a little poem, Snooks, and
some day I will recite it to you.
Just now I can only remember the
one singularly beautiful line which
has suggested my new form of ex
ercise." Mr. Atkinson became aware of a
boot in the lower portion of his back,
and then the stairs seemed to rise
up and hit him. He finally came to
rest in the hall against an old oak
chest of the pointed-corner type, and
for a moment or two he lay there
dazed. Then he scrambled to his feet
to find three young men, who had
emerged from a lower room during
his flight, gazing at him impassively;
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while standing at the top of the
stairs down which he had Juat de
scended and outlined against a win
dow was the huge, motionless figure
of Drummond. Half cursing, half
sobbing, he staggered to the front
door and opened it. Once more he
looked back not one of the four
men had moved. They were just
staring at him in absolute silence,
and, with a sudden feeling of pure
terror. Count Zadowa, alias Mr. At
kinson, shut the door behind him and
staggered into the sunlit street.
(To Be Continued.)
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