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PAOE six MCTFO'D irXW TRTBUNE, MEPFOKTX QBEGON, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST , 1933. 7 HIDDEN DOOR BY FRANK L. PACKARD Bryopsim Reddy fur. crook, juat had told Colin Htu the etory of hi sister's death t the hand of a myateriou criminal called the Uask. Colin it a writer of detective fiction, and i not sur. vrtoed to know that Reddv expect to trace down and kill the Uak, who rule many criminal canal through underling who each know him in only one of hi Numerous dttguiee. Neither Colin nor Reddv i surprised when alter a timid knock "Colonel Hargreav" en ter, for Colin befriend manv down-and-out men in hi aueat lor material. But Harpreave t the Uaek; he hoot down Reddv, and wound Colin. Colin weakly drop himeelt to the telephone and call the police. Chapter Five THE POLICE ANGLE DETECTIVB SERGEANT TIM MULVEY, who was one of those police "pale" of Colin to whom Red dy had referred, was In charge of the case. He sat now where Heddy Turner had sat nearly a month ago In the - deep leather-upholstered lounging chair, facing Colin across the lattor's desk. And again It was Dear midnight Colln's face, thin and drawn, showed the marks of a long Illness. As a matter of fact he had horered between life and death with the odds heavily against him for a matter of ten days. It was only that morning he bad been discharged from the hospital with very definite Instruc- .j all deaf In both ears when any aontlon of the Mask was made. And yet the Mask exists and was cer tainly known by that name to some of those men. "It Is true that Redy must have come pretty close to unearthing his quarry, otherwise no attention would hare been paid to him. I am thoroughly convinced that all be said was literally true." "It's too bad be badn't spilled a little of It, then!" grunted Detective. Sergeant Mulvey. "Not to the police, of course! No fear! The 'Reddys' are all alike. But to you." "Granted," agreed Colin. "But be didn't. I've told you everything Reddy said about him, and so far you " . THE telephone was ringing. Colin reached across the desk and picked up the receiver. "Yes? Hello?" he said and then his Jaws clamped suddenly together. Over the wire came that unforgettable-voice with Its quaver and Southern drawl. "Mr. Colin Hewitt?" "Yes!" Colin bit off the word. "Hargrcaves speaking. Colonel by courtesy, sir. But perhaps you bad already recognized my voice?" "I bad!" said Colin grimly. "Alias the Mask, I believe. Any name will "Alias the Mask, I believe," said Colin. . tlons to go slow and take the utmost care of himself until he was back to normal again. -They were discussing the case. Prom the night of the murder the police had got nowhere. "If you ask me" Detective Ser geant Mulvey swung the stub of a thick cigar from one corner of his mouth to the other "Reddy handed you a fairy tale. This bird ain't any thing like that. When we get him you'll see he's nothing more than a dirty rat in a amall way of business that keeps under cover from his own gang in order to save his own hide, and the gang falls for the mysterious unknown who yanks the strings, and eats It all up alive the way your readers do." "I don't agree with you," Colin re plied bluntly. "Tim, he was so hot on the Mask's track that night that It cost him his life. Can't you let that sink In?" "CURB, I can!" returned Detective Sergeant Mulvey gruffly. "It'a the old, old story! To hell with the police! Reddy, on a lone hunt, was after the guy that bumpod oft his pal -and killed his sister. Finally, lust when be thinks that In another twenty-four hours or so he'll be pumping the man full of holes, the othir gets him first. That's all right! But It doosn't mean that this Mask gaiebo Is the one and onlyl Reddy got excited when he stumbled on that Mask stuff, that's all." "And again I disagree," returned Colin calmly. "Reddy wasn't the kind to get excited that way.' "Oh, well" Detective Sergeant Mulvey shrugged his big shouldors "let that gol You'll scol" "When?" Inquired Colin blandly. The thrust went home. "Damn It!" snapped Detective Sergeant Mulvey. "I don't know, do I? We're doing all we can. I'm not making any bonos about It to you. So far the case Is a total loss." "Which rather goes to pcove, doesn't It," Colin suggested quietly, "that there Is at least some basis of fact In Rcddy.'a assertion and that you are dealing with an unusual alt uatlon? You've had dosens of gang sters up for questioning, and they do." He glanced at Detective Ser geant Mulvey. At the mention of the Mask, the Homicide bureau man had started up abruptly from his chali and had stopped to the edgo of the desk. "Sprry you haven't corns around In person, but It's a pleasure to hear your voice once more." "I doubted at one time, sir," drawled the voice, "If you ever would again. I had no intention ol meroly wounding you that night, but nevertheless I have called you up now to congratulate you on your re turn to health, sir." "It Is really too good of you," said Colin evenly. , "And also for another reason to eipross the hope that your recovery will be permanent. I shot you bo cause of the possibility that your friend Reddy might have unduly confldod In you In respect of myself. Since then I have watched with In terest the activities of the police. It la axlomatlo that you would have confided In the police; but the ac tions of the police have been so ridiculous, that I am convinced you had nothing Intimate to Impart. It therefore gives me groat pleasure to say that you have nothing more to fear from me." "Again this Is really too good of you," Colin said levolly. "Provided," the voice drawled on, "that you do not meddle. I think, sir, that you would be much better ad vised to go away somowhere for your health rathor' than spend your time with Detective Sergeant Mulvey. You might be led Into temptation In which case I assure you, sir, you will not live 24 hours. I think that Is all, except to ask you to convey my compliments to Detective Sorgeant Mulvoy, who, I am Informed, Is again with you tonight after the three hours, doomed from the outset to futility, which you spent together In the rogues' gallory at headquarters this nftornoon. Good night." There came a faint click from the othor end of the wire. Colin faced Detective Sergeant Mulvoy. "The Mask oh?" grunted the other. "Yes." (Copyright, JSJJ, Van h. Packard) Colin, tomorrow, hunts up a bunch of skeleton keys. FIFTY GAIN JOBS BY NRA PLAN IN BAKER BAKER, Aug. 2, (AP rirty addi tional ptrooni ftr citlmated to hav ben placed at work In Baker bual new establishments m result of the decision ol merchants at gene ' GOTHAM HERO PATH NEW YORK, Aug. 2. 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