HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, MARCH 11, 1926.
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A Sequel to Bulldog Drummond.
s. BY OWL MNEILE
WN.U. Jorvet
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I. To a eathn-inr of anar.
chist in tiarkinir. London suburb. ZabolefT,
foreign agitator, telle of the operationa of
a body of men who have become a menace
to their activities. He ia interrupted by
the men he ia 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 ZabolefT gives an address in Hox
ton, London, which the leader of the at
tacking party considers of importance.
CHAPTER II. Sir Bryan Johnstone. 41.
rector of criminal investigation, hears from
Inspector Mclver, sent to arrest ZabolefT
the night before, of his discomfiture. He
Had been seised and chloroformed and hia
raid frustrated. Hugh Drummnd, man of
leisure and old Inend of Johnstones 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 burglarise the letter's
office to secure evidence of the fact. While
so engaged, with two companions, a bomb
is hurled at thera 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
(Kussian crown jewels, of which Zadowa
had known nothing) had been loRt thru
hia 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,
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 htm
out of the house.
CHAPTER X. Mrs. Drummond disap
pears, and Hugh recognizes Peterson's
hand. Peterson summons Drummond to his
hotel. He goes, and they come to an under
standing. Peterson stipulates that the dia
monds must be returned to him before Mrs.
Drummond is released. Hugh agrees to the
terms, and leaves to bring the gems.
CHAPTER XI. Returning with the
stones, Drummond is drugged and placed
in an auto, which Peterson plans is to be
driven into the Thames. Drummond's con
sequent death being made to appear the re
sult of an accident.
CHAPTER XII. Drummond escapes
from the river and, following his would-be
murderers, reaches a house, Maybrick Hall,
in which he has learned his wife is hidden.
He effects her release.
CHAPTER XII
In Which Things Happen at May
brick Hall.
HAD the Ituliun come up five min
utes sooner a minute even
all would have been well. As it
was, at the very moment when
Drummond's crashing blow took him
on the point of the jaw with mathe
matical precision, nnother-mathematical
law began to opcrato elsewhere
the law of gravity. Something fell
from the celling onto a table In the
room below that ceiling, even as in
the days gone by an apple doscended
into the eye of the discoverer of that
law.
The two men seated in the room
below the ceiling in question failed
to notice it at first.
Then one stared upward and gave
a little cry of horror. Slowly spread
ing over the white plaster was a great
crimson stain, whilst from a crack in
the middle the steady drip fell onto
the table.
"There's been murder done," he
shouted hoarsely and dashed out of
the room. Doors were flung open, and
half a dozen men rushed up the stairs
after him. There was no doubt which
the room was, and headed by Yulow
ski they crowded In only to stop and
stare at what lay on the floor.
. "It's the Greek," muttered one of
them, "He was guarding the girl.
And someone has severed the main
artery in his arm."
With one accord they dashed
across the passage to the room where
Phyllis had been. In a second the
door was broken in, and they saw
the unconscious Italian lying on the
bed.
"The Black Gang," muttered some
one fenrfully, and Yulowski cursed
him for a cowardly swine. And it
was his hoarse voice that Drummond
heard Bhouting for the power to be
switched on, as he turned and darted
across the lawn.
Completely ignorant of what had
taken place, ho was just as ignorant
of what was meant by switching on
the power. His one thought now was
to get away with Phyllis. A start
meant everything, and at the best he
couldn't hope for a long one. With
hiB arm through hers he urged her
forward, while behind him he heard
a confused shouting which gradually
died away under the peremptory or
ders of someone who seemed to be in
command. And almost subconscious
ly he noticed that the thudding noise
had ceased; only the faint humming
of the engine broke the silence.
Suddenly in front of him he saw the
fence which had caused him to won
der earlier in the evening. He was
not five feet from it, when it hap
pened the amazing and at that mo
ment inexplicable thing. For months
afterward he used to wake in the
night and lie sweating with horror at
the nearness of his escape. For it
would have been Phyllis who would
have gone through first; it would have
been Phyllis, who But it did hap
pen just in time.
He saw a dark shape dart across
the open toward the fence, an animal
carrying something In its mouth. It
reached the fence, and the next in
stant it bounded an incredible height
in the air, only to fall backward onto
the ground and lie motionless almost
at Drummond 9 feet. It was so utter
ly unexpected that he paused instinc
tively and started at it. It was. a
fox, and the fowl it had ben carrying
lay a yard away. It lay there rigid
and motionless, and completely be
wildered he bent and touched it, only
to draw back his hand as if he'd been
stung. A sharp stabbing pain shot
up his arm, as if he'd had an electric
shock and suddenly he understood,
and with a cry of fear he dragged
Phyllis back just in time.
'What is it, Hugh?" said Phyllis
in an agonized whisper.
With terrified eyes she was staring
at the body of the fox, stiff and rigid
in death, and with its jaws parted in
a hideous snarl.
Then suddenly she realized that her
husband was speaking quietly, in
sistently. "We can't climb through
the fence, dear," he was saying calm
ly. "You see they'vo switched an
electric current through the wires,
and if you touch one you'll bo elec
trocuted. So I'm going to throw you
over the top."
In an agony of fear she clung to
him for a moment; then as she saw
his quiet, get face she pulled herself
together and smiled. There was no
time for anything except instant ac
tion. And being a thoroughbred, she
was not going to hinder him by any
weakness on her part. Of fear for
herself she felt no trace: her faith
and trust in her husband was abso
lute. And so she stood there silently
waiting while he measured height and
distance with his eye.
"Come, dear," he said after a mo
ment's pause. "Put your knees close
up to your chin, and try and keep
like a ball until you feel yourself
falling."
She doubled herself up and he
picked her up. One hand held botn
her feet the other gripped the waist
band at the back of her skirt. Once
he lifted her above his head to the
full extent of his arms to free his
muscles: then he took a little run
and threw her up and forward with
all his strength. And she cleared the
top strand by two feet. . , .
She landed unhurt in some bushes,
and when she had scrambled to her
feet she realized that he was speak
ing again imperatively, urgently.
Get the gang, darling: somehoiV
or other get the gang. I'll try and
get you a good start. But hurry!"
The next instant he had disappeared
into the undergrowth. And then loud
and clear the hoot of an owl thrice
repeated. It was a message for her,
she knew not a senseless piece of
bravado; a message to tell her that he
was all right. But the call at the end
was the urgent call of the gang, and
though he was safe for the moment
she knew there was no time to be
lost. And, with a little prayer that
she would choose the right direction,
she broke into the steady run of the
girl who beagles when she goes beag
ling, and doesn't sit on the top of a
hill and watch. Hugh had never let
her down yet: it was her turn now.
To what extent it was her turn,
perhaps It was as well that she did
not realize. Kven Drummond was ig
norant of the nature of the edds
against him. He had not the slight
est idea how many men were in the
house and while it remained dark he
didn't much care. In the dark he felt
confident of dealing with any number,
or at any rate of eluding them.
But since the inmates were igno
rant of what they were up against,'
they somewhat foolishly decided on
instant action. They came streaming
across in a body, and by so doing they
played right into the hands of the
man who crouched in the shadows
close by them. Without a sound he
faded away from the undergrowth ten
yardB nearer the house. Then with
his collar turned up, and his shoul
ders hunched together, he joined the
group. And a man-eating tiger in
their midst would have been a safer
addition to the party.
Slowly the line of shadowy men
moved forward through the under
growth, and creeping behind them
came the man they were out to kill.
And gradually he edged nearer and
nearer to the wire fence, until he was
following the outside man of the line.
He saw him pause for a moment peer
ing round ft bush, with his revolver
ready In his hand. And then the ter
ror started. The beater next to the
victim had a fleeting vision of a huge
black object springing through the
darkness: a muttered curse and a gur
gle and a dreadful strangled scream.
And the outside beater was no more.
He had been hurled againsts the live-
wire fence as if he as a child and
the exhibits were increased by one.
Wtih a hoarse cry of fear the man
who had been next him turned and
ran toward the house, only to find
himself seized from behind with a
grip of iron. It was Franz, and as
he stared into the face of the man
whom he knew to be drowned he gave
a squawk like a trapped rabbit. But
there was nothing ghostly about the
hands round his neck, and as he felt
himself being rushed toward the fence
of death he began to struggle furious
ly. But Drummond was insane at the
moment, and though Franz was a pow
erful man he might have saved him
self the trouble. A terrific blow hit
him on the face, and with a grunt he
fell back against the fence. The ex
hibits were increased by two, and
through the darkness rang a cheer
ful laugh, followed by the hooting of
an owl.
And now the line was broken, and
men were crashing about in all di
ections, shouting hoarsely. Here,
there, everywhere they heard the
hooting of an owl: they formed into
bunches of twos and threes for pro
tection, they blazed away with com
pressed-air revolvers at harmless rho
dodendron bushes, and sometimes at
their own pals. And every now and
then a great black figure would leap
silently out of the darkness onto
some straggler: there would be a bel
low of fear and pain followed by an
ominous silence, which was broken a
second or two later by the hooting of
an owl twenty yards away. '
And at last they could stand it no
longer. They had no idea how many
men they were up against, and a com
plete panic set in. With one accord
they rushed for the house, and a
mocking peal of laughter followed
them as they ran. For Drummond
had gambled on that, and he had won.
In the position of knowing that every
man was his enemy, he had been at an
advantage over the others, who were
never sure who was a friend.
He began to thread his way swift
ly and silently in the direction of the
drive, reached the edge without in
cident, and started to skirt along it
away from the house. At last he saw
the gate, and turned deeper into the
undergrowth. He wanted to examine
it at leisure, before making up hit
mind as to what he would do. As far
as he could see from the outline he
could make out against the road, it
was an ordinary heavy wooden gate,
such as may be seen frequently at
the entrance to small country houses.
Drummond became aware that a
car was approaching. Now was his
chance, and with the quickness of the
born Boldier he acted on it. If the
car was to come in they must open
the gate; and since nothing blinds
anyone so completely as the dazzlo of
strong headlights, he might be able
to slip out unseen, just after the car
had passed through. He skirted rap
idly to one side of the direct beam:
then he made his way toward the
lodge, keeping well out on the flank.
And from a concealed position under
cover of the little house he awaited
developments.
If he was to bring it off it would
be a matter of seconds and half sec
onds. Little by little he edged nearer
to the drive, as a man with what ap
peared to be a huge glove on his hand
approached the gate. There was a
bright flash as he pressed down the
catch and the circuit was broken, and
at the same moment the headlights
on the car went out, while an inside
light was switched on.
And Drummond stopped dead
frozen in his tracks. The car was
moving forward slowly, and he could
see the people inside clearly. One was
Count Zadowa alias Mr. Atkinson;
one was the Reverend Theodosius
Longmoor. But the other and it was
the third person on whom his eyes
were fixed with a hopeless feeling of
impotent rage the other was Phyllis
herself. The two men were holding
her in front of them, so that to fire
was an impossibility, and Peterson
was smiling out of the Window with
the utmost benevolence. Then they
were past him, and he watched the red
tall-lamp disappearing up the drive,
while the gate was shut behind them.
Another flashing spark stabbed the
darkness: the circuit was complete
again. And with a feeling of sick,
helpless fury, Drummond realized that
it had all been useless. He was ex
actly where he had been half an hour
before, with the vital difference that
the events of the last half-hour would
not be repeated. He was caught: it
was the finish. Somehow or other the
poor girl must have blundered right
into the car, and probably asked the
occupants for help. She wouldn't
have known who they were; she'd
just stopped the car on spec, and . . .
He shook his fists impotently, and at
that moment he heard a loud, power
ful voice which he recognized at once
speaking from the direction of the
house.
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into the house within five minutes,
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CARD OF THANKS.
We desire to express our sincere
thanks to all the friends and neigh
bors for their sympathy and help ex
tended to us in the hour of sorrow;
your kindness and tender ministra
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