HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, FEB. 18, 1926.
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A Sequel to Bulldog Drummond.
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I. To a gathering of anar
chists in Barking, London suburb, ZabolefT,
foreign agitator, tells of the operations of
a body of men who hava 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 H. Sir Bryan Johnstone, 41.
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
leUure and old friend of Johnstone's ar
rives and telle of seeing the kidnapers and
their victims. He becomes an unpaid agent
of the police, to be under the direction of
Mclver, and t.ks 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 Zadnwa,
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'!
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 find 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 pVntBhed with death.
CHAPTER VII. Drummond discovers
that Longmoor, most cleverly disguised, is
Carl Peterson. Janet, at the same time,
recognizes in Drummond the leader of the
Black Gang, and their old enemy.
CHAPTER VIII. Drummond becomes
convinced that Peterson knows he is head
of the Black Gang. Zadowa also knows it.
CHAPTER IX. Zadowa, impressed with
the belief that Drummond has the diam
onds, visits him and makes the proposition
that Hugh restore the gems as an equiva
lent to Zadowa's agreeing not to divulge
to the police the fact that Drummond is the
leader of the Black Gang. Drummond, in
furiated by the death of Martin and the
despicable character of the man before him,
thrashes his visitor severely and kicks him
out of the houne.
CHAPTER X.
In Which Hugh Drummond and the
Reverend Theodosius Have a Little
Chat
"OME up, boys,", laughed Hugh.
I "The fog of war is lifting slow
ly." He led the WBy back into
the study, and the other three fol
lowed him.
"That object, Ted, you will be
pleased to hear, is the humorist who
threw the bomb at us last night."
"The devil it was," cried Jcrning
ham. "I hope you gave him some:
thing for me. Incidentally, how did
he run you to earth here?"
"Things have moved within the last
two or three hours," answered Drum
mond slowly. "Who do you think is
stopping at the Rita at the present
moment? Who do you think lunched
with Peter and me today? Why
Peterson, my buckos no more and
no less."
"Rot!" said Toby Sinclair incredu
lously. "No more and no less. Peterson
himself disguised as a clergyman
called Longmoor. And with him is
dear Irma encased in woolen gar
ments. Of course, they're mixed up
with that swtab I've just kicked down
the stairs in fact, we've bolted the
fox. The nuisance of it is that by
putting two and two together they've
spotted me as the leader of our bunch.
How, I don't quite know, but they In
dubitably have. They also think I've
got those diamonds; hence the visit
of the hunchback, who did not know
they were in the desk when he bung
ed the bomb. In fact, things are be
coming clearer all tho way round.
Hullol What's this?"
He had opened his desk as he
spoke, and was now staring fixedly at
the lock.
"It's been forced," he said grimly.
"Forced since this morning. They've
boon over this desk while I've been
out. PuBh the bell. Ted."
They waited In silence till Denny
anneared in answer to the ring.
"Someone has been in this room,
Dennv." said Drummond. "Someone
has forced this desk since half-past
eleven this morning.
"There's been no one In tho house
sir," answered Denny, "except the
man who came about the eloctric
light."
"Electric grandmother," snapped
his master. "You paralytic Idiot, why
did vou leave him alone'
"Well, sir, Mrs. Drummond was in
the house at the time and the ser
vants were all round the place." Den
nv looked and felt aggrieved, and
after a while Drummond smiled.
"What sort of a man was It, you
old fathead."
"A very respectable sort of man,"
returned Denny with dignity. "1 re-
maked to Mrs. Denny how respectable
he was, air. Why, he actually went
some distance down the street to call
a taxi for Mrs. Drummond to go to
the Rits. . . ." .
His words died away, aaTfie stared
in amazement at the expression on
his master's face.
"What the devil is it, Hugh?" cried
Ted Jerningham.
"He called a taxi, you say?" mut
tered Drummond. "The man who
came here called' a taxi?"
"Yes, sir," answered enny. "He
was leaving the house at the same
time, and as there was none in sight
he said he'd send one along at once."
"And Mrs. Drummond went in the
taJi he sent?"
"Certainly, Bir," said Denny in sur
prise. To the Bitz, to join you. i
gave the order myself to the .driver."
The veins were standing out on
Drummond's forehead, and for a mo
ment it seemed as if he was going to
hit his servant. Then with an effort
he controlled himself, and sank back
in his chair with a groan.
'It's all right, Denny," he said
hbarsely. "It's not your fault; you
couldn't have known. But what a
fool I've beenl And this time wasted,
when I might have been doing something."
"But what on earths happened.'
cried Algy.
'She never turned up at the Kite.
Algy: Phyllis never turned up for
lunch. At first I thought she was
late, and we waited. Then I thought
she'd run into some pal and had gone
to feed somewhere else. And then,
what with talking to Peterson, and
later that hunchback, I forgot all
about her."
"But, 'good heavens, Hugh, what
do you mean?" said Ted. "You don't
think that"
"Of course I think it. I know it.
They've got her; they've kidnaped
her. Rught under my nose." He
rose and began to pace up and down
the room with long, uneven strides,
while the others watched him anxious
ly.
'That d d girl heard me say that
she was coming to lunch, and just
after that she went upstairs. And
Peterson, being. Peterson, took a
chance and he's pulled it off."
Algy Longworth stood up, serious
for once in a way.
"There s no time now to beat about
the bush, Hugh. If they've got Phyl
lis there's only one possible thing
that you can do. Go straight to Bry
an Johnstone and put ail of your
cards on the tbale. Tell him the
whole thing from A to Z conceal
nothing. And then leave the matter
in his hands. He won't let you down."
For a moment or t'vo Hugh faced
them undecided. The sudden danger
to Phyllis seemed to have robbed him
temporarily of his power of initia
tive; for the time he had ceased to
be the leader.
"Algy's right," said Jerningham
quietly. "It doesn't matter what hap
pens to us, you've got to think about
Phyllis. We'll get it in the neck-
but there was always that risk."
'I believe you re ight," muttered
Hugh, looking around for his hat. "My
brain's all buzaing. I can't think "
And at that moment the telephone
bell rang on his desk.
"Answer it, Ted," said Hugh.
Jerningham picked up the receiver.
"Yes this is Captain Drummond's
house. No it's not him speaking.
Yes I'll give him any message you
like. Who are you? Who? Mr.
Longmoor at the Ritz, I see. Yes
he told me you had lunched with him
today. Ohl yes, certainly."
For a while Ted Jerningham stood
holding the receiver to his ear, and
only the thin, metallic voice of the
speaker at the other end broke the
silence of the room. It went on,
maddeningly indistinct to the three
men crowded round the instrument,
broken only by an occasional mono
syllable from Jerningham. Then with
final "I will certainly tell him,"
Ted laid down the instrument.
"What did he say, Ted?" demanded
Hugh agitatedly.
"He sent a message to you, old
man. It was approximately to this
effect that he was feeling very un
easy because your wife had not
turned up for lunch, and that he
hoped there had been no accident. He
further went on to say that since he
had parted from you a most peculiar
piece of information had come to
his knowledge, which, incredible
though it might appear, seemed to
bear upon her failure to turn up at
the Ritz. He most earnestly begged
that you should go round and see
him at once because if his informa
tion was correct any delay might
prove most dangerous for her. And
lastly, on no acceunt were you to go
to the police until you had seen him."
For a while there was silence in
the room. Drummond, frowning
heavily, was staring out of the win
dow; the others, not knowing what
to say, were waiting for him to speak.
And after a while he swung round,
and they Baw that the air of inde
cision had gone.
"That simplifies matters consider
ably," he said quietly. "It reduces it
to the old odds of Peterson and me,"
"But you'll go to the police, old
man," cried Algy. "You won't pay
any attention to that message. He'll
never know that you haven't come
straight to him."
Drummond laughed shortly.
"Have you forgotten the rules so
much, Algy, that you think that?
Look out of the window, man, only
don't be seen. There's a fellow
watching the house now I couldn't
go a yard without Peterson knowing.
Moreover I'm open to a small bet that
he knew I was in the house when he
was talking to Ted. Good beavensl
No. Peterson is not the sort of man
to play those monkey tricks with.
He's got Phyllis, the whole thing is
his show. And if I went to the po
lice, long before they could bring it
home to him, or get her back she'd
be why" and once again the veins
stood out on his forehead "Lord
knows what the swine wouldn't have
done to her. It's just a barter at the
present moment the diamonds
against her. And there's going to be
no haggling. s They win the first round
but there are a few more on the
horizon,"
"What are you going to do?" said
Ted. ,
"Exactly what he suggests," an
swered Hugh. "Go round and see him
at the Ritz, now, at once. I shan't
take the diamonds with me,. but there
will be no worry over the exchange as
far as I'm concerned. It's just like
his dirty method of fighting to go for
a girl," he finished savagely.
He crossed to the door and opened
it. "In case I don't come back by
six, the diamonds are in my sponge
bag in the bathroom and go straight
to Scotland Yard. Tell Tum-tum the
whole yarn."
At the Ritz he was shown into the
sitting-room where the Reverend The
odosius Longmoor was busily working
on Austrian famine accounts. He
rose as Hugh entered, and his daugh
ter, still knitting busily, gave him a
charming girlish smile.
"Ah, my dear young friend," began
Mr. Longmoor. "I see you've had my
message.','
"Yes," answered Hugh affably. "I
was standing next door to the fellow
you were talking to. But before we
come to business, so to speak I must
really ask you not to send Snooks
rour.d again. I don't like him. Why,
my dear Carl, I preferred our late
lamented Henry Lakington."
There was a moment of dead si
lence, during which the Reverend
Theodosius stared at him speechlessly
and the busy knitter ceased to knit.
The shock was so complete and sud
den that even Carl Peterson seemed
at a loss, and Drummond laughed
gently as he took a chair.
"I'm tired of this dressnig-up bus
iness, Carl," he remarket in the same
affablel voice. "And it's so stupid to
go on pretending when everybody
knows. So 1 thought we might as well .
have all the cards on the table. Makes
the game much easier."
The clergyman found his voice.
"Are you mad, sir?" he spluttered.
"Are you insane? How dare you come
into this room and insult me? I
shall ring the bell, sir, and have you
removed."
He strode across the room, and
Drummond watched, him calmly.
"I've just called one bluff this after
noon, Carl," he said lazily. "Now
I'll call another. Go on, push the bell.
Send for the police and say I've in
suited you. Go and see dear old Tum
tum yourself: he'll be most awfully
braced at meeting you."
The other's hand fell slowly to his
side, and he looked at his daughter
with a resigned expression in his face.
"Really, my dear, I think that the
heat er perhaps " He paused ex
pressively, and -Drummond laughed.
"You were always a good actor,
Carl, but is it worth while? There
are no witnesses here, and I'm rather
pressed for time. Through a series
of accidents you have become aware
of the fact that I am the leader of
the Black Gang. You can go and tell
the police if you like in fact, that
horrible little man who came round
to see me threatened to do so. But,
if you do, I shall tell them who you
are, and I shall also inform them of
the secret history of the bomb. So
that, though it will be awkward for
me, Carl, it will be far more awkward
for you and Mademoiselle Irma; and
it will be positively unhealthy for
Snooks. You tak me so far, don't
you? Up to date 1 have been dealing
in certainties; now we come to con
tingencies. It strikes me that there
are two doubtful points, old friend of
my youth just two. And those two
points are the whereabouts respective
ly of my wife and your diamonds.
Now, Carl, do we talk business or
not?"
"My dear young man," said the
other resignedly, "I intended to talk
business with you when you arrived
if you had given me a chance. But
as you've done nothing but talk the
most unmitigated drivel since you've
come into the room I haven't had a
chance. You appear obsessed with
this absurd delusion that I am some
person called Carl, and But where
are you going?"
Drummond paused at the door.
"I'm-going straight to Scotland
Yard. I shaft there tell Sir Bryan
Johnstone the whole story from A to
Z, at the same time handing him a
little bag containing diamonds which
has recently come into my possession."
"You admit you've got them,"
snapped the other, letting the mask
drop for a moment.
"That's better, Carl much better."
Drummond came back into the room.
"I admit I've got them but they're
in a place where you can never find
them, and they will remain there
until six o'clock tonight when they
go straight to Scotland Yard unless,
Carl unless my wife is returned to
me absolutely unscathed and unhurt
before that hour. It is five o'clock
now,"
"And if 8he is returned what
then?" ,
"You shall have the diamonds."
"There is just one point, Captain
Drummond," remarked the clergyman
mildly. "Supposing that I am able to
persuade certain people to er -ex-
pedite the return of Mrs. Drummond
in exchange for that little bag, where
do you and I stand after the bargain
ia transacted? Do you still intend
to tell the police of your extraordin
ary delusions with regard to me?"
"Not unless they should happen to
become acquainted with the ridicu
lous hallucination that I am the lead
er of the Black Gang," answered
Drummond. "That was for your ears
alone, my little one, and as you knew
it already you won't get fat on it,
will you? No, my intentions since
we are having a heart-to-heart talk
are as follows: Once the exchange
is effected we will start quite fainaand
square just like last time, Carl. It
doesn't pay you to go to the police:
It doesn't pay me, so we'll have a sin
gle on our own. I am frightfully
anxious to add you to my collection
of specimens, and I cai.'t believe you
are burning with zeal to go. But we'll
see, Carl, we'll see. Only no more
monkey tricks with my wife. Don't
let there be any misunderstanding on
that point."
The clergyman smiled benevolently.
"How aptly you put things!" he
murmured. "I accept your terms, and
I shall look forward afterward to
the single on our own that you speak
about And now as to details. You
must bear in mind that just as Mrs.
Drummond is more valuable to you
than diamonds, she is also somewhat
larger. In other words, it will be
obvious at once whether those whom
I represent have kept their side of the
bargain by producing your wife. It
will not be obvious whether you have
kept yours. The diamonds may or
may not be in your pockets, and once
you have your wife in your arms
again the incentive to return the dia
monds would be diminished. So I
BUggest, Captain Drummond, that you
should bring the diamonds to me
here in this room, before six o'clock
as a proof of good faith. You may
keep them in your possession; all
that I require is to see them. I will
then engage on my side to produce
Mrs. Drummond within a quarter of
an hour."
For a moment Drummond hesitated,
fearing a trick. And yet it, was a
perfectly reasonable request, as he
admitted to himself,. From thleir
point of view it was quite true that
they could have no proof that he
would keep his word, and once Phyl
lis was in the room there would be
nothing to prevent the two of them
quietly walking out through the door
and telling the Reverend Theodosius
to go to h 1.
"Nothing can very well happen at
the Ritz, can it?" continued the cler
gyman suavely. "And you see, I am
even trusting you to the extent that
I do not actually ask you to hand over
the diamonds until your wife comes.
I have no guarantee that even then
you will not get up and leave the
room with them still in your posses
sion. You are too big and strong a
man, Captain Drummond, to allow
of any horseplay especially er in
a clergyman's suite of rooms."
Drummond laughed. "Cut it out,
Carl!" he exclaimed. "Cut it out, for
heaven's sakel All right. I agree.
I'll go round and get the stones now."
He rose and went to the door.
"But don't forget, Carl if there
are any monkey-tricks, heaven help
you." ,
The doo closed behfnd him, and
with a snarl the clergyman spun
round on the girl.
"How the devil has he spotted us?"
His face was convulsed with rage.
"He's the biggest fool in the world,
and yet he spots me every time. How
ever, there's no time to worry about
that now; we must think."
He took one turn up and down
the room, then he nodded his head as
if he had come to a satisfactory de
cision. And when he spoke, to the
girl, who sat waiting expectantly on
the sofa, he might have been the head
of a big business firm giving orders
to his managers for tha day.
"Ring up headquarters of A branch,"
he said quietly. "Tell them to send
round No. 13 to this room at once.
He must be here within a quarter of
an hour."
"Number 13," repeated the girl,
making a note. "That's the man who
is such a wonderful mimic, isn't it?
Well?"
"Number 10 and the Italian are to
come with him, and they are to wait
below for furtheV orders."
"That all?" She rose to her feet
as the Reverend Theodosius crossed
rapidly to the door which led to the
bathroom. "What about that silly
little fool his wife?"
For a moment the man paused, gen
uine amazement on his face.
"My dear girl, you don't really
imagine I ever intended to produce
her, do you? And any lingering doubt
I might have had on the matter dis
appeared the moment I found Drum
mond knew us. There's going to be
no mistake this time over that young
gentleman, believe me."
With a slight laugh he disappeared
into the bathroom, and as little Janet
put through her call a tinkling of
bottles seemed to show that the Rev
erend Theodosius was not wasting
time.
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