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By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM,
Author of "The Mtster Mummer." "A Prince of Sinner, "Mytterlous Mr.
Sabin," "Anna the Adventures, Etc
Copyright. 1905. 1908. by LITTLE, BROWN, and COMPANY.
STNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CIIAP-
. ; ; TICKS.
CHAPTER I. Guy Poynton. an, Fris
ian boy, 'is taking a walking tour on
tha . border line between Russia and
Germanjf, He falls asleep, and when ho
awakes sees two trains rn't. one from1
tlusBla and one from Gorman y. He
reaches an Inn.-where he is followed by
a German-ofl1i;cr,' who tries to tlnd out
If he knows anything of the meeting
on the road. He denies all knowledge
of it. He Is advised to leave lor Aus
tria without delay, as ' lie is suspected
of being a spy. He had durinff the col
loquy secured a paper which had blown
from the window of one of the cars.
It was written in German.
CHAPTER II. Guy poes to Paris af
ter visiting Austria and meets a party
of men and women, to whom he tells
the story, omitting: all mention of the
CHAPTER III. Phyllis Poynton comes
to England in senf h of Guy. her broth
er, who has distiiir.eared. She. finds in
his trunk the German paper. She trans
lates It into EnRlili, hut cannot make
anything out' of it. Site destroys the
translation and keeps the original.
CHAPTER IV. Phyllis meets a man
who she has been informed knows of
her brother's wherea houts.
CHAPTER V. Sir Ge- rge Dtincombe,
an English baronet, sect; a photograph
of Phyllis and falls in love with it. Ho
agrees to go to Paris to search for her.
CHAPTER VI. He reaches Paris, but
fails to find any. trace of the Poyntous.
CHAPTER VII. nuncombe offers an
enormous reward for information of the
CHAPTER VIII. Putlcombe is warn
ed to give up the search.
CHAPTER IX. Mlle.Mermlll Ion agrees
to give Duncombe the desired informa
tion, but she fails to arrive at the ap
CHAPTER X. Mile. Mermillion has
been murdered, nuncombe gets a for
mer newspaper reporter named Spen
cer to assist him in his search. . He is
again warned to leave Paris.
CHAPTERS XI.-X1I. iMmcombe is
notified that if ho does not leave Paris
he will be arrested for the murder ot
CHAPTER XIII. He returns to Eng
land. CHAPTER XIV. Duncombe has rea
son to. believe that Phyllis Poynton is
In England at a place near his own. A
girl arrives with her father. They are
introduced to him as Mr. and Miss Field
ing.. CHAPTER XV. Ihmoombe feels sure
that-Miss Fielding is Phvllis Poynton.
CHAPTER XVI. Inincombe tells Miss
Fielding the story of the I'oyntons to
test her. but she does not appear to he
affected by It.
i. CHAPTERS XVII. -XVIII. Spencer
telegraphs that he is coming to Eng
land, 'as he has found out that the real
Mr. Fielding- and his daughter are in
CHAPTER XIX. Miss Fielding con
fesses that she is IMivllis Povnton. .
CHAPTER XX. Fielding escapes af
ter trying to kill a man in order to se
cure some papers' which he lias. Inin
combe agrees to 'protectFhyllis. .
kVNCOMr.K was out of the room.
In' n very few seconds. 'Plie
v others hesitated frr a moment
.whether, to follow him or not.
Spencer was the first to rise to his foet
and move toward the door. Lord ICnn- !
ton and Felham followed a moment or
two later. Outside ' in the hall the
house was perfectly silent.
Duncombe reached "the library door
just in time to find himself confronted
by half a dozen of the men and wom
en servants comlns from the back of
the house. With his hand upon the
door knob he waved them back.
'Tie so pood. .Mrs. Wooton." be said
to the housekeeper, "to keep better
order In" the servants'! hall. We could
hear some girls calling or laughing In
the dining room."
"Indeed, sir." Mrs. Wooton answered,
with some dignity, "the noise, what
ever It was. did not come from the
servants" quarters. We fancied that it
came from your library."
"Quite Impossible," Duncombe an
swered coolly. "If I require any one.
I will ring."
Fie passed through the door and
locked it on the Inside. In half n dozen-
hasty strides he was across the
room and inside the smaller apart
ment where he had left the girl. With
a little gasp of relief he realized that
she was there still. She was pale, and
a spot of color was blazing in her
cheeks. Her ha'r and dress were a
little disordered. With trembling fin
gers nber was" fastening a little brooch
Into her blouse as he entered. A rush
of tight air struck him from a wide
1 "What has happened?" he called out
VI have lecn terrified," she answer
ed.'""! am sorry I called out. I could
not help it A man came here through
the window. He talked so Jast that
I. could scarcely, hear what he said.
bit he wanted that paper. I tried to
rjinke him understand that I h.id not
got it, but he did not believe me and
he was rude." ,
, puncombe shut down the window,
swearing softly to himself.
cannot stay with you," he said,
"Jtist now. The whole house is alarni
ecj at your rry. ,- Listen!" .
1 There was a loud knocking at the
library door. Duncombe turned hastily
away; y - . ;
There is no
that can take
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tho Bitters .if
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in cases of ,
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"I must let them In." he said. "J
will come back to you."
She pointed to the window.
"lie is coming back," she said, "at
"Do you wish me to give up the pa
per?" he asked.
"Very well. I will be with you when
be comes before then. I must get rid
of those men first."
He closed, the door softly and drew
the. curtain which concealed it. Then
he opened the library window and n
moment afterward the door.
"Come in. you fellows," he said. . "1
scarcely knew what I was doing when
r s 1 1 II
With u litfTi'1 yruip of rll,'f he rtaVzetl
IkaLy.khc. wits thrie Ktill.
I locked tbo'Yloor. I fancy one of the
housemaids bus been seeing ghosts in
the garden. I saw something white
among the shruls, but I could find
nothing.. - Come on out with me."
Spencer followed . with a , perfectly
grave face. Ijrd Runton looked -puzzled.
Polham did not attempt to leaver
the library. Speucer drew liis host a
little on one side. ; . ; , '
"What a rotten liar. you nre. fleorg",''
he said. "I don't think that even Hun
ton was taken in."
"I suppose it sounded a little thin,"
Duncombe answered coolly. "Put it
this way, then, so far as you are con
cerned: Tho shriek occurred in my
house. I've no explanation, to offer to
"I like the sound of that better. Dun
combe." he remarked. "Hello: What's
the matter with Hnnton?"
Iord Runton wns calling to them.
"You've bad a visitor who was in a
hurry, old chap!" he remarked. "Send
for a lantern."
Duncombe concealed his annoyance.
"I don't want to alarm the whole
household," he said. "I've a little elec
tric torch in my study. I'll fetch that."
He brought it out. The progress of
a man from the road to the small win
dow, toward which Duncombe glanced
every now and then apprehensively,
was marked by much destruction. The
intruder bad effected his exit either in
great baste or in a singularly unfortu
nate manner. He had apparently miss
ed the gate, which ht this poiut was
only a small hand one, and in clam
bering over the fence he had broken
the topmost strand of wire. He had
blundered into a bed of wallflowers,
which were all crushed and downtrod
den, and snapped off a rose tree in the
middle. Below the window were dis
tinct traces of footmarks,"" Lord Run
ton, who held the torch, was becoming
"Duncombe," he said, "there is some
thing which I have not told you yet. I
have had numerous reports in about
the car and was able to trace it a3 far
as Lynn.', but they all agreed in saying
that ittjpntained only two persons the
driver and Jjie man who called himself
Fielding. What became of the girl?"
"I have no idea," Duncombe answer
ed steadily. ,
"Of course not." Lord Runton con
tinued. "Rut don't you think It possi
ble that without your knowledge, of
course she may be hidden somewhere
about here? That cry was not like the
cry of a housemaid. Let us have the
whole place searched." - '
Duncombe shrugged his shoulders.
"As you will." he answered. "I am
certain, however, that It will be use
less. There Is no place here where any
one could bide."
'"Your servants may know some
thing." Runton suggested.
"I have- already questioned them,"
; "Come along. Mr. Spencer," Lord
Sunton exclaimed. "Let tis search the
Spencer shook his head. , V
"Waste of time. Lord Runton," he
answered;- "If you really want to dis
cover the wberealouts of this missing
young lady - and' she should by any
chance be close at handl should rec
ommend you to induce Sir George to
let you -search the room to which thM
I footsteps lead." , - '
- The library, Duncombe interrupted
quickly., '"Search it by all means, if
you like. I have done so myself al
Spencer was facing the house.
"The library!" he remarked reflec
tively. "Ah!" "
He stooped down to light a ciga
rette. ' Suddenly he felt Duncombe's
hot breath upon his cheek. In the mo
mentary glow of the match he caught
a silhouette of a pale, angry face
whose eyes were flashing upon him.
"This isn't your affair. Spencer. Shut
Spencer blew out the match deliber
ately. They both followed Lord Run
ton to the library. Pelham was stand
ing in the middle of the room. He had
the appearance of a man listening In
tently. ."George," he asked sharply, "what is
on the north side of this room?"
"The wall!" Duncombe answered.
"A passage and the billiard room."
Spencer seemed dissatisfied.
"I fancied." he muttered "but I sup-
nose it must have been fancy. Do the
women servants use that passage?"
"Of course! Upon my word," Dun
combe added, with a nervous little
laugh, "you all seem to be tryinK to
make my. house into a Maskeyue and
Cooke's home of mystery. Let us go
Into the dining room and have a whis
ky and soda."
"Not for me, thanks," Lord Runton
declared. "I must go back. The real
object of my coming here, Duncombe,
was to see if the Mr. Spencer who
called at Runton House today was
really Mr. Jan-is Spencer, and if so
to ask him whether he would -help
"To what extent. Lord Runton?'
Spencer asked quietly.
"To tho extent of recovering or at
tempting to recover the papers which
were stolen from the Raron de Rothe,"
Lord Runtc.t said. "The baron was a
guest in my house, and I feel the oc
currence ve-y much. He will not let
me even mention the matter to the po
lice, but I feel sure that he could not
object to Mr. Silencer's taking the mat
ter in hand."
"I think you will find." Spencer said.
"thrit De Rothe lias already placed the
matter in the hands of his own pe
pie. The German secret service is
pretty active over here, you know. I
have come in contact-with them once
"Nevertheless for my own satisfac
tion," Lord Runton continued. '1 should
like the matter inquired into by you,
"l am not quite sure whether I am
free to help you or not," Spencer said
slowly. "May I come and see you to
"If you prefer it" Lord Runton said
doubtfully. "Come as early as .pos
sible. Good night, Duncombe! I
snouiu iiue to know who your noc
turnal visitor was."
"If he comes agajn." Duncombe said.
"I may be able to tell you."
He walked to his desk and. taking
out a revolver, slipped It Into his pock
et. . Then he. rantf the , bel" for .Lord
Runton's carriage. It seemed to Dun
combe that there was a shade of cool
ness in his visitor's manner as he took
his leave. lie drew Spencer a little on
"I want you- to promise to come and
see me in 'any case tomorrow morn
ing,", he. said. "There is something
which I should prefer saying to you
in my own house to saying here."
"Very well," he said, "I will come. I
can promise that much at least."
Lord Runton departed. Pelham went
off to bed. Spencer and his host were
left alone in the library.
"Billiards or a whisky and soda in
the smoke room?" the latter asked. "I
man threw up her window and
climbed in." V
Know that you aro not a late bird."
"Neither, thanks. Just a word with
you here.V Spencer answered. . -."
Duncombe paused on his way to the
door. . Spencer was standing In a re
flective attitude, with his hands 'be
hind' his .back,, gently balancing him
self upoh: his toes. '
"I anTtery much .disposed, he said,
"to accept Lord Runton's offer, nave
you any objection?"
."Of course I have," Duncombe an
swered. "You are working for me."
t'Wasprorklng for yon," Spencer cor
rected gently. "That ia all oyer, isn't
itr ,''v;.'- - '".;'-. v-
"What do you mean?" Duncombe ex-
claiped;; ',,f : - - . , . . - " "
Spencer stood squarely upon his feet
lie looked a little tired. . k; ;. . o
"My engagement from .you was to
find Miss Phyllis Poynton," he said
aafiu-: rYoufcand I arc jierfectlE Jvell
aware that the youn'g' lady In question I
Is well, a few yards behind that cur-1
tain," he said, motioning with bis head
toward it. "My task is accomplished, I
and I consider myself a free man." j
Duncombe was silent for. a moment
He walked restlessly to the window
and back again. I
How did you find out that she was
here?" be asked.
Spencer looked a little disgusted,
"My dear fellow," he said, "any one
with the brains of a mouse must ha,ve
discovered that Why, Lord Runton,
without any .of the intimations which
have received, is a little suspicious.
That Is merely a matter of A. B. C.
There were difficulties. I admit, and I
am sorry to say that I have never solv
ed them. I cannot tell you at this mo
ment how it comes about that a young
lady, brought up in the couutry here.
and. from all I can learn, an ordinary, 1
unambitious, virtuous sort of yonug
erson, should disappear from England
In search of a missing brotheer and re
turn in a few months the companion of
one or the most dangerous and bril
liant members of the French secret
service. This sort of thing is clean be
yond me, I must admit I will be frank
with you, Duncombe. I have met with
difficulties in this case which I have
never met with before peculiar diffi
Go on!" Duncombe exclaimed eag
"I have many sources of information
in Taris," Spencer continued slowly.
"I have acquaintances among waiters,
cabmen, cafe proprietors, detectives
and many such people, I have always
found them most useful. I went
among them making careful iuquiries
about riiyllis Poynton and her brother.
They were like men ' struck llumb.
Their mouths ' were closed like rat
traps. The mention of cither the boy
or the girl seemed "to" change them as
though like magic from pleasant, talka
tive men and women, very eager to
make the best -of their little bit of in
formation, into surly Idiots, incapable
of understanding or answering the
slightest question. It was the most
extraordinary experience I have ever
Duncombe was . breathlessly Inter
"What da you gather from it?" he
"I can only surmise," Spencer said
slowly "I can only surmist.' the exist
ence of some power, some force or
combination of forces, behind all this,
the nature of which I am entirely ig
norant. I am bound to admit that
there is a certain amount of fusciua
tlon to me in the contemplation of any
such thiug. The murder of that idor
girl, for instance, who was proposing
to give you information, interests me
exceedingly." .. . ;
Duncombe shuddered at the recol
lection. The whole scene was before
him once more, the whole series of
events which had made his stay in
Taris so eventful. .He laid his hand
upon Spencer's arm. ' '
"Spencer," he said,." "you speak as
though your task wenr accomplished.
It isn't, riiyllis Poynton may indeed
be where you say, but if so it is riiyl
lis Poynton with the halter about her
neck, with the fear of terrible things
in her heart. It Is not you and I who
are the jailers of her captivity. It is
some power which has yet to be dis
covered. Our task Ts not finished yet.
Tonight I will tryTto question her
about this network' of intrigue Into
which she seems to have been drawn.
If she will see you. you, too. shall ask
her about It. Don't think of deserting
"My dear Duncombe," Spencer said.
"I may ns well confess at once that
the sole interest I felt in Iord Run
ton's offer was that it is closely con
nected with the matter we have been
"You shall have "my entire confi
dence. Spencer," Duncombe declared.
"The man who called himself Fielding
was ' badly wounded, and be passed
here almost unconscious. He entrust
ed the paper or letter; or whatever it
was. he stole from De Rothe's mes
senger, to bis so called daughter, and
she In her turn passed It on to me. It
Is at this moment in my possession."
Spencer looked very serious.
"My dear fellow,", he said, "I con
gratulate you upon your pluck, but not
npon your , discretion. You are inter
fering In what may turn out to be a
very great matter a matter in which a
few lives are like the pawns which are
swept from the chessboard. Does any
one know this?"
' "She and I only. You heard her
"A man threw up her window and
climbed in. He demanded the packet
He searched the room. When he left
ner, he declared that he should return
at 12 tonight and If she did not hand it
to him then he threatened her."
Spencer smiled and rubbed his hands
"Really," he murmured, "this is most
Interesting. I am with you, Duncombe
with you altogether. There is only
one more question." .
"You did not know Thyllis Poynton.
You took up this search for jier out of
your friendship' for Telham. You are
w rich man, young, strong, with every
capacity for enjoyment What Induces
you to risk your life In an adventure
of this Bort? You see, I don't mince
Then Duncombe became grave. His
face fell into firm, hard lines, yet ns he
spoke there was . something boyish
about his expression. - ,
"It is a fair question," he answered.
"Yon won't understand me. I don't
understand myself.- I've a brilliant
galaxy of fools behind me. They're .
made the pages of history interesting.
They've been the butt always of wiser
men such as you, Spencer.. The girl ia
that room may be tPliylH8 Poyhton or '
ne worst adventuress who ever lied
her way through the mazes of lntrhraa
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Spencer nodded very softly.
"That is sufficient!" he said. "You
speak of things which I myself do not
understand, but that is nothing. I
know that they exist Rut"
"But what about relham?"
Duncombe's face clouded over.
"Pelham has no prior claim." he an
swered. "As soon as she is safe be
shall know the whole truth. I would
tell him at this moment but that I am
a little afraid of him. He would never
understand as we can the intricacy of
the situation. And now to the pro
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"Groves," he told the butler. "I am
hungry. Rriug me in anything you can
rake up for supper on a tray and a pint
Spencer raised bis eyebrows and
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going to take it iu, and I want you to
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