HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, MARCH 18, 1926.
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ILME GANG
A Sequel to Bulldog Drummond.
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I. To srstherlnl of anar
chist in Barking, London mburb, Zaboleif,
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 Zaboieff gives an address in Ho
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 Zaboleif
the night before, of his diacomtHure. He
had been seized and chloroformed and bin
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 tha intruder, is
strangely disconcerted.
CHAPTER IV. Drummond, having
knowledge of Atkinson's anarchisc activ
ities, arranges to burglarise the latter'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 kilU
"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 tha 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 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. 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 house. J
CHAPTER X. Mrs. Drummond djsap-1
pears, and Hugh recognises Peterson's
hand. Peterson summons Drummond to his
hotel. He goes, and they come to an under-
atanding. 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
atones, 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, Msybrick Hall,
in which he has learned his wife is hidden.
He effects her release.
CHAPTER XIII. Unable to escape from
the grounds, though at liberty, Hugh wit
nesses the arrival of an automobile in
which are Peterson, Zadowa and, to his
consternation, his wife, again a captive.
Peterson threatens instant death to Mrs.
Drummond if Hugh does not surrender.
CHAPTER XIV
In Which Murderer la Murdered at
Maybrlck Hall.
0U appear to havo a wonderful
Y faculty for remaining alive,
my young friend," rm.arkcd
Peterson two minutes later, gazing
benevolently at Drummond over his
clerical collar.
"You can't imagine the unpleasant
surprise it gave me," Peterson con
tinued gently, "when your charming
wife hailed my car. So unexpected:
so delightful. And when I realized
that you were running t.bout in our
grounds here instead of beii.g drown
ed as that fool No. 10 told me over
the telephone. By the way, where is
No. 10?"
He turned Marling on the Russian,
but it was one of the men behind
Drummond's chair who answurcd.
"He's dead. This guy threw him
on the live wires."
"Do you mean to say," said the
Russian in a harsh voice, "that it
was only this man Drummond outside
there?"
"You have guessed It, Adolph," an
swered Drummond, speaking mechan
ically. It had seemed to him, sud
denly, that, unseon by tho others,
Phvllis was trying to convey some
message. "Alone I did it, to say noth
ing of that sauib-facod bird upstairs
with the long arms. In fact, without
wishing to exaggerate, I think the
total bag is five,"
What was she trying to mako him
understand?
And then suddenly she began to
laugh hysterically, and he half rose
from his scat, only to sit down again
shruntlv as he felt the cold ring of
revolver pressed ints the nape of
his nock.
"Throe and two make flvo," said
Phvllis. half laughing and half cry
ing, "and one makes six. I worked it
out tonight, and It all came rignt."
She went on aimlessly for a while
in the same strain, till the Russian
jwung round on nor' with a snarl,
and told her to shut her mouth. He
wsa talking in low tones to Peter
son, and, with one searching look at
Hugh she relapsed into silence. There
was no hysteria in that look, and his
heart began to pound suddenly in his
excitement. For 3256 Mayfair was
the number of Peter Darrell's tele
phone, and she could only mean one
thing that she had got throueh to
Peter before she stopped the car. And
if that was so there was still hope, if
only he could gain time.
First how long did he want? Two
hours at least: three if possible To
round up all the gang and get cars in
the middle of tho night would take
time two hours at the very least.
Secondly and there wos the crux
how was he going to get such a res
pite? For this time he could not
hope for another mistake. It was the
end, and be knew it.
No trace of mercy showed in the
faces of the three men opposite him.
He caught occasional remarks, and
after a while he realized whut the
matter under discussion was. Evi
dently the red-headed Russian was in
favor of killing him violently, and at
once and it was Count Zadowa who
was advocating caution, while Peter
son listened impassively, with his
eyes fixed on Drummond.
"I know the Black Gang," Zadowa
was saying. "You don't. And they
know me." Then he heard the word
"accident" repeated several times, and
at length Yulowski shrugged his
shoulders and leaned back in his
chair.
"Have it your "own way," he re
marked. "I don't care how they're
killed, as long as they are killed. If
you think it's necessary to pretend
there has been an accident. The
only point is what sort of an acci
dent."
It was left to Carl Peterson to
decide matters.
"Nothing is easier," he remarked
suavely, and his eyes were still fixed
on Drummond. "We are discussing
my young friend," he continued, rais
ing his voice slightly, "the best way
of getting rid of you and your charm
ing wife. I regret that she must share
your fate, but I see no way out of it.
To keep her permanently about the
premises would be too great an in
convenience; and since 'we can't let
her go without involving ourselves in
unpleasant notoriety, I fear as I said
that she must join you. My friend
Yulowski wishes to bayonet you both,
and bury you in the grounds. He
has done a lot of that sort of thing
in his time, and I believe I am right
in Mating that his hand has not lost
its cunning since leaving Russia. A
little out of practice, perhaps; but
the result is the same. On the other
hand. Count Zadowa, whom you know
of old, quite rightly points out that
there are the members of your ridi
culous gang, who know .about him,
and might very easily find out about
me. And when in a few days your
motor car is hoisted out of tho water,
and is traced by the registration num
ber as being yours, he fears that not
only may he find htings very awk
ward, but that a certain amount of
unenviable and undesirable limelight
may be thrown on this part of the
country, and incidentally on this
house. As my friend Zadowa most
justly observed wo want an acci
dent; a real good, bona-fide accident,
which will relieve the world of your
presence and will bring no scorching
glare of publicity upon this house
or any of my confreres who remain in
England. You may recall that that
was my original idea, only you seem
in the most extraordinary way to
have escaped from being drowned.
Still, as far as it goes, wo have a
very good foundation to build on.
Your car duly perceived by tho gen
tleman of limited intelligence who
works tho bridge went over the
edge. You were duly perceived in
it. Strangely enough, his eyesight
must have been defective or else he
was so flustered by your amazing ac
tion that he was incapable of notic
ing everything at such a moment. Be
cause he actually failed to see that
your charming wife was seated be
side you. In that moment of panic
when she realized you had fainted,
she leant forward doubtless to try
and throw out the clutch. Yes" his
eyes, cold and expressionless, were
turned momentarily on Phyllis "I
think that is what she. must havo.
That account for the not very in
telligent gate-opener failing to see
her. Because, Captain Drummond,
both bodies will be recovered from
the river the day after tomorrow,
shall we say? some two or three miles
down-stream."
He was leaning forward, his el
bows on the table and for the first
time Drummond understood some
thing of the diabolical hatred which
Peterson felt for him. He had novor
shown it before: he was far too big
a man ever to betray his feeling un
necessarily. But now, as he sat fac
ing him, gently rubbing his big white
hands together, Drummond under
stood. "Thank you a thousand timos."
he repeated in the same gentle voice.
"And since you are so concerned
about the matter, I will tell you my
plan in some detail, I need hardly
say that any suggestions you make
on any points that may strike you
will receive my most careful atten
tion. When tha car crashed into the
water it carried you and your wife
with it. You were both hurled out
as the ear plunged into the water.
and somewhat naturally you were
both thrown forward. Head foremost,
you will note, Drummond, you left
the car and your heads struck the
stonework of the opposite pier with
sickening force, just beforo you
reached the water. In fact, a marked
feature of the case, when this dread
ful accident is reported in the papers,
will be the force with which you
struck that pier. Your two heads
were terribly battered. In fact, I
have but little doubt that the coroner
will decide, when your bodies are re
covered some few miles downstream
that you were not in reality drowned,
but that the terrific impact on the
stone pier killed you instantly. Do
you think it's sound up to date?"
"I think it's d d unsound," re
marked Drummond languidly. "If
you propose to take me and endeavor
to make my head impinge on a stone
wall, someone is going to get a thick
ear. Besides, the bridge isn't open,
and even your pal, the not too intel
ligent gate-keeper, might stick in his
toes a bit. Of course" he added
hopefully '"you might say you were
doing it for the movies. Tell him
you're Charlie Chaplin, but that you
dressed in such a hurry you've for
gotten your mustache."
The red-headed Russian was snarl
ing venomously.
"Let me at him, chief. He won't
try being funny again."
The Russian half rose to his feet,
his teeth bared, and Peterson pulled
him back into his chair.
' "You'll get your chance in a mo
ment or two, Yulowski," he remarked
savagely. Then, he turned once more
on Drummond, and the genial look
had vanished from his face. "Doubt
less your humor appeals to some peo
ple; it does not to me. Moreover, I
am in rather a hurry. I do not pro
pose, Captain Drummond, to take you
to the bridge and endeavor to make
your head impinge on a wall, as you
call it. There is another and far sim
pler method of producing the same
result. The impinging will take place
in this house. As a soldier you should
know the result of a blow over the
head with the butt of a rifle. And
I can assure you that there will be
no bungling this time. Yulowski is
an expert in such matters, and I shall
stay personally to see that it is
done."
Drummond passed his tongue over
his lips, and despjfee himself his
voice shook a little.
"Am I to understand," he said af
ter a moment, "that you propose to
let that man butcher us here in this
house with a rifle?"
"Just so," answered Peterson. "That
is exactly what you are to under
stand." "You are going to let him mash my
wife over the head with a rifle butt?"
"I am going to order him to do so,"
said Peterson mildly. "And Very
shortly, at that. We must not have
any mistakes over the length of time
you've both been dead. I confess it
sounds drastic, but I can assure you
it will be quite sudden. Yulowski,
as I told you, is an expert. He had
a lot of experience in Russia."
"You inhuman devil!" muttered
Drummond dazedly. "You can do what
you like to me, but for Heaven's sake
let her off!"
He was staring fascinated at the
Russian, who had risen and crossed
to a cupboard in the wall. There was
something almost maniacal in the
look on his face the look of a sav
age, brute beast, confronted with the
prey it desires.
"Impossible, my dear young friend,"
murmured Peterson regretfully. "It
affords me no pleasure to have her
killed, but I haye'no alternative. To
see you dead, I would cross two con
tinents," he snarled suddenly, "but"
and his voice became normal again
"only bitter necessity compels me to
adopt such measures with Phyllis.
You see, she knows too much."
Yulowski handled his rifle loving
ly, and his teeth showed in a wolf
ish grin.
"Which shall I take first, chief?"
h said carelessly.
"The point is immaterial," returned
Peterson. "I think perhaps the wo
man." Drummond tried to speak and fail
ed. His tongue was clinging to the
roof of his mouth; everything in the
room was dancing before his eyes.
Dimly he saw the red-headed brute
Yulowski swinging his rifle to test
it: dimly he saw Phyllis sitting bolt
upright, with a calm, scornful expres
sion on her face, while two men held
her by the arms so that she could
not move. And suddenly he croaked
horribly.
Then he saw Yulowski put down
the rifle and listen intently for a
moment. K
"What's the matter?" snapped Pe
terson irritably.
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