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illion Dollar Mystery
Illustrated from Scenes in the Photo Drama of the
Same Name by the Thanhouser Film Company''
(Copyright, 1014, by
The Problem of the Sealed Box.
Jones kept Baying to himself that ho
must stiive to ho calm, to think, think.
Despite all Ills warnings, the warnings
of Not ton, she had tricked them and
tun away. It was maddening. Ho
wanted to rave, tear his hair, break
tilings. He tramped the hall It would
be wasting time to send for the police.
They would only putter about fruit
lessly. The Black Hundred knew how
to arrange these abductions.
How had they succeeded in doing it?
No one had entered the house that day
without his being present. There had
been no telephone call he had not
heard the gist of, nor any letters he
had not first glanced over. How had
they done it? Suddenly into his mind
flashed the icmcmbiance of the candle
light under Florence's door the night
before. In a dozen bounds ho was in
her room, searching drawers, paper
boxes, baskets. He found nothing. He
1 (.'turned in despair to Susan, who,
during all this turmoil, had sat as if
frozen in her chair.
"Speak!" he cried. "For God's sake,
raj something, think something! Those
devils are likely to torture her, hurt
her!" He leaned against the wall, his
head on his arm. j
When he turned again lie was calm.
J'e walked with bent head toward the
door, opened it and stood upon the
threshold for a space. Across the
6treet a shadow stirred, but Jones did
not see it. His gaze was attracted by
something which shone dimly white on
the walk just beyond the steps. He
ran to it. A crumpled letter, unad
dresscd. He carried it back to the
house, smoothed it out and read its
contents Florence In her haste had
dropped the letter.
He clutched at his hat, put it on and
ran to Susan.
"Here!" he cried, holding out an au
tomatic. "If anyone conies In that you
don't know, shoot! Don't ask ques
tions, shoot!"
"I'm afraid!" She breathed with dif
ficulty. "Afiaid?" he roared at hor. He put
the weapon in her hand. It slipped
nnd thudded to the floor. He stooped
for it and slammed it into her lap
'You love your hi and honor. You'll
Know how 10 shoot when the time
comes. Now, attend to me If I'm
not back here by ten o'clock, turn this
noto over to the police. If you can't
do that, then God help us all!" And
with that he ran from the house.
Susan ejed-the revolver with grow
ing terror For what had she left the
peace and quiet of Miss Farlow's; as
sassination, robbery, thieves and kid
napers? She wanted to shriek, but
her throat was as dry as paper. Gin
gerly she touched the pistol. The cold
tei! .Aiiit a thrill of fear over her. He
hadn't told her how to shoot it!
Two blocks down the street, up an
alley, was the garage wherein Har
greave had been wont to keep his car.
Toward tills Jones ran with the speed
of a track athlete. There might be
half a dozen taxicabs about, but he
would not run the risk of engaging
any one of them The Black Hundred
was capable of anticipating his every
The fehadow across the street stood
I'ndccided. At length he concluded to
give Jones ten minutes in which to re
turn, if he did not return within that
time, the watcher would go up to the
drug store aud telephone for instruc
tions Put Jones did not come back
'Where's Howard?" he demanded.
'Hello, Joues; what's up?"
"Howard, get that car out at once."
"Out slio comes Walt till I give her
radiator a Ducket of water Gee!"
whlspeied Howard, whom Hargreave
often used as his chauffeur, "get on to
his nibs! First time I ever saw him
awake. I wonder what's doing? You
never know what's back of ,thos8
mummy-faced hcadwalters. . . , All
right, Jones!" f
The chauffeur jumped into the car
and Jones took the seat beside him.
"Where to?"
"Number 78 . . ." and the rest of
it trailed away, smothered in the vio
lent thunder of tho big six's engines.
During the car's flight several police
men hailed it without success. Down
this stieet, up that, round this corner,
DO miles an hour; and all the while
Jones shouted: "Faster, faster!"
ithln twelve minutes from the time
it left the garage, the car stopped op
posite No. 78 Grove street, and Jones
got out.
"Walt here, Howard. If several men
como rubbing out, or I don't appear
within ten minutes, fire your gun a
couple of times for the police. I don't
want them if we can manage without.
TJjey'd only bungle."
'All right, Mr. Jones," said the chauf
feur. Ho had, in the past quarter of
an hour, acquired a deep and lasting
respect for the butler chap. He was a
regular fellow, for all his brass but
tons. As Jones reached the curb, Florence
came forth as If on invisible wings.
Jones caught lier by the arm, She
Harold MacQrath)
nung him aside with a strength he had
not dreamed existed in her slim body.
"Florence, 1 am Jones!"
She stopped, recognized him, and
without a word ran across the street
to the automobile and climbed Into tho
tonucau. Jones followed Immediately.
lhe car shot up the dimly lighted
street, shono palely for a second under
tho corner lamp, and vanished.
"Ah, child, child!" groaned the man
at her side, all the tenseness gone
from his body. He was Jones again.
Still she did not speak but stared
ahead with unseeing eyes.
No further reproach fell from tho
butler's lips. It was enough that God
had guided him to her at the appointed
moment. Ho felt assured that never
again would she be drawn Into any
trap. Poor child! What had they said
to her, done to her? How, in God's
ncme, had she escaped from them w ho
never let anybody escape? Presently
she would become normal, and then
she would tell him.
"I found the 1 Ing note. You dropped
"Horrible, horrible!" she said almost
"What did they do to jou?"
"He said he was my father. . . .
He put his arms around me. . . .
And 1 knew!"
"Knew what?"
"That he lied. I can't explain."
"Don't try!"
Suddenly she laid her head against
the butler's shoulder and cried. It
was tenible to hear youth weep In
this fashion. Jones put his arm about
her, and tried to console her.
"Horrible!" she murmured between
the violent hiccoughs. "I was wrong,'
wrong! Forgie me!"
Unconsciously the arm sustaining
her drew her closer.
"Never mind," ho consoled. "Tell no
one what has happened. Go about as
usual. Don't let even Susan know.
Whatever your poor father did was for
your sake. He wanted you to bo
happy, without a care in the world."
"I promise." And gradually the sobs
ceased. "But I feel so old, Jones, so
very old. I threw over the lamp. I
threw a chair through the window.
They thought that it was I who had
jumped out. That gave me the neces
sary time. I don't understand how I
did it. I wasn't frightened at all till
I gained the street."
They found Suban still seated In the
chair, tho automatic in her lap. Sho
had not moved in ail this time!
Braine paced the apartment of the
Princess Perigoff. From the living
room to the boudoir and back, fully
twenty times. From the divan Olga
ft-atched him nervously. He was like
a tiger, fresh in captivity. All at once
he paused in front of her.
"Do you realize what that mere chit
"I do." ,
"Planned to the minute. We had
her; seven of us; doors locked, and
all that. No weeping, no wailing; I
could not understand then, but 1 do
now. It's. in the blood Hargreave was
as peaceful as a St. Bernard dog, till
you cornered him, and then lie was a
lion, O, the devil! Slipped out of our
fingers like an eel. And across thn
street, Jones in a racer! I never paid i
any particular attention to Jones, but
from now on I shall. The girl may or
may not know where the money is, but
Jones does, .Jones does! Two men
shall watch. Felton on the street and
Orloff from the windows of the de
serted bouse. With opera glasses ho
will be able to take note of all that
happens in tho house during the day.
He will be able to see the girl's room.
And that's the important point. It was
a good plan, little woman; and it
would have been plain sailing if only
we had remembered that the girl was
Hargreave's daughter. Be very care
tul hereafter when you call on her. A
night like this will have made her sua
"picious of every one. Our hope lies
with you. Anything on your mind?"
"Yes Why not Insert a personal in
the Herald?" She drew some writing
paper toward her and scribbled a few
He read: "Florencethe biding
place Is discovered. Remove It to al
more secret spot at once. S. II." He
laughed aud shook his bead. "I'm
afraid that will never do."
"If sho reads It, Jones will, The man
with the opera glasses may see some
thing There's a chance Jones might
become worried."
"Well, we'll give It a chance."
It was midnight when be made his
departure. As he stepped Into the
street, he glanced about cautiously.
On the corner he saw a policeman
swinging his night stick. Otherwise
the street was deserted. Braine pro
ceeded jauntily down the street.
And j et, from the darkened doors of
the bouso across tho way, the figure of
a man emerged and stood contemplat
ing the windows of the Perigoff apart
ment. Suddenly the lights went out.
The watcher made no effort to follow
Braine. The knowledge he was after
did not necessitate any such procedure.
ui course. Florence read the "Bar-
soiinl.'1 She took tho newspaper at
once to Jones, who smiled grimly.
"You Beo, I trust you."
"And so long as you continue to
tmst mo no harm will befall you. You
were left in my care by your father. 1
am to guard you at tiie expense of my
Ufa. Last night's affair was a miracle.
The next time you will not find it so
easy to escape."
Nor did she. Nv
"Thoro will be no next time," grave
ly. "But I am going to ask you a di
rect question. Is my father alive?"
Tho butler's brow puckered.- "1 have
promised to say nothing, ono way or
the other."
She laughed.
"Why do you laugh?"
"I laugh because If ho were dead
there would bo no earthly reason for
your not saving so at once. But I liato
money, the name of It, the sound of It,
the sight of it. It is at the bottom of
all wars and crimes. I despise It!"
"The root of nil evil. Yet It per
forms many noble deeds. But never
mind the money. Let us give our at
tention to this personal. Doubtless it
originated in the samo mind which
conceived the letter. Your father
would never have Inserted such a per
sonal. What! Give his enemies a
chance to learn his Eeciet? No. On
the other hand I want you to show this
personal to all you meet today, Susan,
the reporter, to everybody. Talk about
it. Say that you wonder what you
shall do. Trust no one with your real
"Not een you, Mr. Jones," thought
the girl as she nodded.
"And tell them that jou showed It
to me and that I appeared worried." I
That night there was a meeting of
the organization called the Black Hun
dred. Braine asked if anyone knew
what the Hargreavo butler looked like.
"I had a glimpse of him the other
night; but being unprepared, I might
not recognize him ngain."
Vioon described Jones minutely.
Braine could almost see the portrait.
"Vroon, that memory of yours is
worth a lot of money," was his only
"I hope it will be worth more soon,"
"I believe I'll be able to recognize
Mr. Jones if I see him. Who is ho and
I what Is he?"
"He hap been with Hargreave for 11
years. There was a homicidal case in
I which Jones was active. Hargreave
saved him. He is faithful and uncom
municative. Money will not touch him.
I If he does know where that million is,
hot irons could not make him own up
to It. The only way Is to watch bin,
follow him, wait for the moment when
he'll grow careless. No man is always
on I1I3 mettle; he lets up sooner or
, "He is being watched, as you know."
I Vroon nodded approvingly. "The cap
tain of the tramp steamer Orient, by
the way, was 6een with a roll of
money. He was in one of the water
front saloons, bragging how ho had
hoodwinked some one."
"Did he say where he'd got the
cash?" asked Braine.
j "They tried to pump him on that.
! but he shut up. Well, we have agreed
that Felton shall watch from the street
and Orloff from the window. Orion
will whistle If he sees' Jones removing
nnything from any of the rooms. The
rest will be left to Felton." I
"And, Felton, my friend," said
hralne softly he alwajs spoke softly
when he was in a deadly humor "Fel
ton, you slept on duty the other night
Hargreave stole up, consulted Jones,
and got away after knocking me down.
i'lie next failure will mean short shift.
Be warned!"
"I saw only you, sir. So help me. I
was not asleep. I saw you run down j
the street after the taxicao. I did not
see anyone else."
Dralne shrugged. "Remember what
I said."
Felton bowed respectfully and made
his exit. He wished in his soul that-he
might some day catch the master mind
fruo of hls eternal mask. It was an
iron hand which ruled them and there
were friends of his (Felton's) who had
mysteriously vanished after a brief
period of rebellion. The boss was a
swell; probably belonged to clubs and
society which he adroitly pilfered. The
organization always had money. When
ever there was a desperate Job to he
undertaken, Vroon simply poured out
the money necessary to promote it.
Whenever Braine and Vroon became
engaged In earnest conversation they
talked Slav. Braine was never called
by name here; the boss, simply that.
Well, ten per cent of a million was a
hundred thousand. This would be
equally divided between the second
ten of the Black Hundred. Another ten
per cent would go to 80 members; the
balance would be divided between
Vroon and the boss. But IiIb soul re
belled at being ordered about like eo
much dirt under another man's feet.
He would take hla ten thousand and
make the grand getaway.
The next afternoon the princess
called upon Florence. Nothing was
said about the adventure, and this fact
created a vague unrest In the schem
ing woman's mind. She realized that
she must play her cards more care
fully than ever. Not the least distrust
muBt bo permitted to enter the child's
head. Once that happened good-by to
the wonderful emeralds, Was It that
sho really craved the stone? Was It
not rather a venom acquired from the
knowledge that this child's mother had
won what she herself, with all her
cleverness, was not sure of pralne's
Jove? Did he really care for her or
was she only the catspaw to pluck bis
hot chestnuts from the Are?
When Florence showed her the "per
sonal," her vague doubts become in
stantly dissipated. The child would
not have shown her the newspaper
had there been any distrust on her
"My child, your father Is alive,
then?" nnlmatedly.
"Wo don't know,'' sadly.
"Why, I should say that this prove?
"On the contrary, It proves nothing
of the sort, slnco I hnvo yet to dis
cover a treasure In this house. I have
- f A
So 1
hunted In every noo', drawer; I've
searched for panels, locked in trunks
for false bottoms Nothinr, nolliiiig!
Ah, If I could only find it!"
"And T'.iat would you do with it?"
"Take it at once to some b.mk and
offer the wholo of it for tho safo re
turn of my father, every penny of it.
I don't know what to do, which way(
to turn," tcais gathering in her eyes
and they wcro genuine tears, too.
"There are millions in stocks and
bonds nnd I cannot touch a penny of it
because tho legal documents have not
been found. I can't een prove that 1
am his daughter, except for half an old
bracelet, and my father's lawjers say
that that would not hold in any
court." . ' f
"You were born in St. Petersburg,
my dear. lTavo the embassy there look
up the birth registers."
"That would not put mo into posses
sion. Nothing but the rotum of my
father will avail me. And tiicie's a hor-,
rible thought always of my not being '
his real daughter." I
"There's no-doubt in my mind. I
have only to recall Katrinu's face to
know whoFe child you are. But what
will you live on?" Hero was a fai
greater mixup than she had calculated
upon, btipposmg after all it was only
a resemblance, that the child was not
Hargreave'8, a substitute jiibt to blind
tho Black Hundred? To keep them
away from tho true daughter? Her
mind grew bewildered over such pos
sibilities The single and only way to
settle all doubts was to make this
child a prisoner. If she was liar
greave's true daughter ho would coins
out of his hiding.
Sho heard Florence answering her
question: "There Is a sum of ten or
twelve thousand In the Iliverdalo bank,
under the control of my father's but
ler. After that is gone, I don't know
what will happen to us, Susan and
"The door of Miss Farlow's will al- i
ways bo open to you, Florence," re
plied Susan, with love in her eyes.
This Interesting conversation was
Interrupted by tho advent of Norton.
He was always dropping in during the
late afternoon hours. Florence liked
him for two reasons. One. was that
Jones trusted him to a certain extent
and the other was that . . . that
she liked him. She finished this sen
tence in her heart defiantly.
Today he brought her a box of beau
tiful roses, and at the sight of them
the princess smiled faintly. Set the
wind In that quarter? Sho could havo
laughed. Hero was her revenge against
this meddler yvhp took no particular
notice of her while Florence was in
the room. She would encourage him,
poor grubbing newspaper writer, with
his beggarly pittance! What chance
had he of marrying this girl with mil
lions within reach of hor hand?
The peculiar thing about this was
that Norton was entertaining the same
thought at the same time: what earth
ly chance had he?
In the second story window of tho
house over the way there was a wof-
ried man. But when his glasses
brought In range the true contents of
the box he laughed sardonically.
"This watching is getting my goat.
I smell a rat every time I see a
shadow." Ho wiped the lenses of his
opera glasses and proceeded to roll a
When the princess and Norton went
away Jones stole quietly up to Flor
ence's room and threw up the curtain,
Two round points of light flashed from
the watcher's window, but the saturn
ine smile on Jones' lips was not ob
served. Ho went to the door, opened
it cautiously, a hand to his ear. Then
he closed the door, turned back the
rug and removed a section of tho floor
ing Out of this cavity he raised a box.
There was Jetterlng on the lid; In fact,
the name of its owner, Stanley Har
greave. Jones replaced the flooring,
tucked tho box under bis arm and
made hla exit
Tho man lounging In the shadow
heard a faint whistle It was the sig
nal agreed upon. The man Felton ran
across the street nnd boldly rang tho
bell It was only then that Floronco
missed the over present butler. 8he
hesitated, then sent Susan to the door.
'I must sue Mr. Jones upon vitally
important bushies-i."
"He has gone out," said Susan, and
veiy sensibly closed the door before
Fulton's foot succeeded In getting In
side. l( was time lo oct. He ran around
to the rear. The ladder convinced hlm
that JoneB had tricked him. Ho was
wild with rage. lie wob over tho wall
In nn instant. Away down tho back
If You Overtake That
street his eye discovered his man in
full flight Ho gave chase. As he
came to tho first corner he was nearly
knocked over by a man coming tho
othei way
"Who arc you bumping Into?"
growled Felton.
"Not so fast, Felton!"
"Who the devil are you?"
The stranger made a sign which Fel
ton instantly recognized.
"Quick! What has happened?"
"Jones has tho million and is mak
ing his getaway. See him hiking to
ward the water front?"
The two men began to run.
There followed a thrilling chase.
Jones engaged a motorboat and it was
speeding seaward when tho two pur
suers arrived. They were not laggard.
There was another boat and they mado
for It.
"A hundred If you overtake that
boat," said Felton's strango companion-.
Felton eyed him thouGhtfull. Thero
was something familiar about that
Great plumes of water shot up into
the air. .It did not prove a short race
hv any means. It took half an hour
for tho pursuer to overhaul the pur
sued. "Is thnt Jones?"
"Yes." Felton fired his revolver into
the air in hopes of terrifying Jones' en
gineer; but there was flvo hundred
dangling before that individual's eyes.
"Let them get a little nearer," shout
ed the butler.
The engineer lot down, tho speed a
notch. Tho oilier boat crept up within
twenty yards. Jones sought a perfect
range. Ho would havo to find this spot
"Surrender!" yelled Felton.
, In reply Jones raised the precious
box and deliberately diopped it into
the sea. Then he turned his auto
matic upon his pursuers and succeeded
in setting their boat afire.
All this within the space of an hour.
During dinner that night (thero was
now a cook) Jones walked about the
dining table, rubbing his bands to
gether from time to time.
"Jones," said Florence, "why do you
rub your bands like that?"
"Was I rubbing my hands, Miss
Florence?" he asked innocently.
(To be Continued)
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Ho took a step forward, plainly
stnrtled by the declaration.
"Wlrnt's this?" ho demanded sharp
ly. "Wo may as well speak plainly, Mr.
Wrandall," she said. "You do not
care to have me remain a-.memlx?r of
the firm, nor do I blame you for feel
ing as you do about it. A year ago
you offered to buy me out or off, as
I took it to be ajt the time. I had rea
sons then for not selling out to you.
Today I am ready either to buy or to
"You you amaze me," ho exclaim
ed. "Does you offeT of last Decembpr
"still stand?"
"I I think we would better have
Leslie In, Sara. This Is most unex
pected. I don't quito feel up to"
"Have Leslie In by all means," b1i
said, resuming her seat.
I He hesitated a moment, opened hi
, lips as If to speak, and then abruptly
left the room.
Sara smiled.
Many minutes passed before the two
Wrandalls put In an appearance. She
understood the delay. They were
telephoning to-certain legal advisers.
"What's this I hear, Sara?" demand
ed Leslie, extending his band after a
second's hesitation.
Sho shock handn with him, not list
lessly but with the vigor born of nerv
ousness. "I don't know what you've heard,"
sho said pointedly.
His slim fingers went searching for
the end of his moustache.
"Why why, about selling out to
us," he stammered.
"I am willing to retire from the firm
of Wrandall & Co.," she said.
"Father says tho busirrcss is as good
as it was a year ago, but I don't agree
with him," said the son, trying to
look lugubrious,
"Then you don't care to repeat your
original proposition?"
"Well, the way business has been
falling off" 1
"Perhaps you would prefer to sell
out to me," sho remarked quietly.
"Not at all!" ho said quickly, with
a surprised glance at his father. "We
couldn't think of letting tho business
pass out of the Wrandall name."
"You forget that my name is Wran
dall," she rejoined. "Thero would bo
no occasion to change the firm's
name; merely Its membership."
"Our original offer stands," said the
senior AVrandall stiffly. "We prefer
to buy."
-'"And I to sell. Mr. Carroll will
meet you tomorrow, gentlemen. Ho
will represent mo as usual. Our busi
ness as well as social relations are
about to end, I suppose. My only re
gret Is that I cannot furtfier accom
modate you by changing my name.
Still you may live in hope that time
may work even that wonder for you."
She arose. Tho two men regarded
her in an aggrieved way for a mo
ment. "I have no real feeling of hostility
toward you, Sara," said Leslie nerv
ously, "in spite of all that you said
the other.nlght."
"I am afraid you don't mean that,
deep down In your heart, Leslie," she
said, with a queer little smile.
"But I do," he protested. "Hang it
all, we we live In a glass house our
selves, Sara. I dare say, In a way, I
was' quite as unpleasant as tho rest
of tho family. You see, wo just can't
help being snobs. It's in us, that's alL
thero is to It."
Mr. Wrandall looked' up from the
floor, his gazo having dropped at the
first outburst from his son's lips.
"We we prefer to bo friendly, Sara,
if you will allow us "
Sho laughed and the old gentleman
stopped In the middle of his'sentenco.
"We can't be friends, Mr. Wran
dall," sho said, suddenly serious. "Tho
pretence would be a mockery. Wo
are all better off If we allow our paths,
our Interests to diverge today."
"Perhaps you are right," said he,
compressing his lips.
"I believe that Vivian and I could
never disliked her."
"If yqu had mado the -slightest ef
fort to Hko us, no doubt we could
have "
"My dear Mr. Wrandall," she inter
rupted quickly, "I credit you with the
desire to be fair and just to me. You,
haye tried to like mo. You have even
deceived yourself at times. I but
why these gentle recriminations? We
! merely prolong an unfortunate con
test between antagonistic natures.
with no hope of genuine peace being
established. I do not regret that I
am your daughter-in-law, nor do I be
lieve that you would regret it if I had
not been tho daughter of Sebastlam
(To be continued.)
For croup or sore throat, use Dr.
Thomas' Electric Oil. Two Blzes, 25o
and 60c At all drug stores. adv
m&t V v
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