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UNDERGROUND! MYSTERY M 1
* by j.Jefferson Farjeon Copyright, 192?, by Centra^FrcsaAssociaUon^Ine^_|
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from the North Sea and made an angry patter against the
windows. And he had found the roof he had sought more
comforting than he had imagined, although he had sud
denly shivered the moment after dropping onto the ground.
Being wet like, and 'ungry like, he would. There were
comfortable, if rather faded, chairs. There was a small
setee, placed conveniently near the fireplace. Of course,
there was no fire. In the first place, it wasn’t winter, and,
and, in the second, the house was empty. The emptiness
Df the house was a further advertisement in its favor.
Still, that particular point had to be established be
yond the shadow of a doubt before bread and cheese and
p’r’aps a pipe, could be contently enjoyed. Ted took no
chances. He opened all the doors on the ground floor and
called “Oi!” through them. He called “Oi!” down the
stairs, and again up the stairs. Only the echoes answered
him. If he wasn’t particularly keen on the echoes, at
least they were preferable to any other form of answer.
“Oi!” he called, for the last time, to the house gen
•irklly.
“Oi!” answered the echoes.
“Good enuff!” murmured Ted.
And, sinking luxuriosly into the most comfortable
trmchair he could find, he produced the rich treasures of
his pockets.
The rain increased in violence. Each window pane
rattled with the miniature war. Ted shivered a second
time. It was a cold rain. But it would soon be over.
His eyes traveled across the rather faded carpet to
the wall opposite, and came to roost on a grandfather'
clock. The grandfather clock was silent. “It’s stopped,”
thought Ted, obviously; then added to himself, more in
telligently, “Like me.” Vaguely, his eyes roamed farther,
and came to roost a second time on a door.
“Alio—I didn’t see that one,” he reflected, frowning.
And the journey of a particularly nice chunk of
cheese from his fingers to his face was postponed.
He rose, still holding the cheese, and crossed to the
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“After her!” whispered the man.
door. He took hold of the handle, and turned it. The
door did not open.
He pulled it hard, and pushed it hard. No good. It
was locked. All he could do was to fall back upon his
stock device, “Oi!” This time, there wasn’t even an echo.
Ted returned to his armchair thoughtfully. He was
not seriously disturbed. All the same, a tiny grain of
comfort was dissipated by that locked door. Locked doors
are all right when you have locked them yourself. There
is always something sinister about them when somebody
else ha's turned the key.
The delayed chunk of cheese completed its journey.
Other similar journeys followed. The rain continued to
rattle on the windows, the wind blew fitfully, and the
faint boom of the breakers sounded occasionally in the
distance. When the bread and cheese had all gone, Ted
fingered his old pipe, and tried to be constructive in his
thoughts, to offset the langorous indolence that was set
tling upon him. Perhaps ease induces this reatciPn. Many
a man has set the world right in a hot bath. So Ted
thought of Newcastle, to which he was trudging, and won
dered whether he would find a job there, and, if not, what
to do about it, while the elements wrangled outside, and
he drew nearer and nearer to his Moment.
And while a clerk ladled up a refractory portion of a
poached egg three hundred miles away.
Suddenly an odd though came into Ted’s mind. He
did not know how it came, or why.
“S!pose they are breakers?” he wondered.
He did not trouble to proceed with the inquiry. It
bore no special significance. Boom! Boom! Probably
they were breakers. What did it matter, anyway? It
mattered much more to get his old pipe to pull proberly,
and to sink into the comfort of the chair ....
“Looks a sif I’m ’ere for keeps,” he murmured pre
sently, discovering with interest that he wras not moving,
and that he felt no disposition to move.
Well—he wouldn’t mind! One night spend quite a
pleasant day or two here, if one could meet enough kind
ladies to maintain the supply of bread and cheese. Not
a bad idea, that! Ah, but what about Newcastle? A
day lost might mean a job lost. On the qther hand, to
morrow he might be dead. Thus argue some men on the
verge of fifty.
“ ’Alio—wot’s that?” he muttered, all at once.
The next instant he stiffened, and his body became
rigid.
“BOOM!”
The sound came with a roar. The house shook. A
brass candlestick slid off the maintelpiece onto the floor.
While the laborer’s eyes bulged in the empty house
in Byford Moor, Northumberland, the clerk’s eyes were
even, than the poached egg he had just eaten.
If he had not eaten the egg, if merely a quarter of
it had remained to engage his whole attention, he would
have missed the momentous remark that set his whole be
ing aflame. But does Fate dabble in If’s? It had design
ed that the egg should be eaten, just as it had designed
that the laborer should have been passing the empty house
in Byford Moor when the rain came on.
The momentuous remark was made in a nundertone,
by a big man to a little man. They were passing Brown’s
table, on their way out, and perhaps they did not notice
Brown because, as a personality, he was inconspicuous.
But, added to this, Brown’s table was in a dark corner of
the room, and the two men were momentarily engrossed in
their own equally dark business.
“After her!” whispered the big man. “And—if she’s
troublesome—don’t be particular what you do to her!”
Brown’s brain was not ordinarily rapid. Otherwise
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week. But on this Saturday he rose above himself. Any
body overhearing such a remark as he had heard would
have glanced towards the door ahead of the speaker to
gain a glimpse of the lady who was destined to be rough
handled should she prove troublesome, and anybody for
tunate enough to catch the fleeting glimpse of her that
Brown caught would have been impresser by that lady’s
neat and attractive appearance; but only a knight of King
Arthur’s time, or a modern clerk who was a little above
himself, would have decided that the matter could not
end there.
The clerk rose quickly, involuntarily, without any
clear notion of what he intended to do. Perhaps half the
impetus of rising was supplied by the shock he had just re
ceived. Shock and heroism may have been fifty-fifty.
But, once up, there was no sitting down again. Brown had
to see this through.
The girl had gone. The men were going. In three
seconds, they also would be gone. Three seconds to de
cide the fate of nations!
Afterwards, Brown wras amazed at the coolness and
'at his clear-headedness. To have taxed the men would
have been abortive, and would have rendered himself con
spicuous and ridiculous. It would have ruined everything.
The big man would have dealt with him easily—Browm re
alized that in a flash—while the little man would have
slipped quietly out after the girl. Above all things, Brown
must cling to the inconspicuousness which was normally
his. And he must stick to the heels of the little man.
Outside, the two men appeared, as though by tacit
consent, to have ceased to know each other. The big man
yawned and bought an afternoon paper. The little man,
whistling softly to himself, crossed the road in the direc
tion of King’s Cross station.
The bigness of the moment swept over Brown. Be
cause of his fear of flurry, he walked straight towards the
enemy, and also bought a newspaper. Then, following a
blind instinct, he glanced up at a large clock on a tall
towsr, exclaimed. “Good gracious!” and crossed the
road after the little man at the accelerated pace of one
who fears he may miss a train.
Was the big man looking after him, over the top of
his newspaper? Brown wondered, perspiring a little.
But he did not turn his head. His eyes were glued onto the
back of the small man ahead of him, and he was thanking
God for the smallness. A tough little, customer he look
ed, in his rather loud check suit and his bowler hat rather
too confidently on the slant. Brown doubted his ability to
knock him out, if it came to a scrap. Still, he was pre
ferable to his elephantine companion. With a little luck—
who could say what mightn’t happen?
It soon became clear to Brown that they were definite
ly making for King’s Cross station. The large King’s Cross
station, not the little one. The station that led to good
ness knows where, not the one that led to Baker street, a
change of platforms, and a tennis match at Wembly.
Brown strained his eyes to pick out the girl for whom he
was doing all this, but he could not find her. All he could
do was to pick out the small man, in the knowledge that
he had found her.
The queer chase continued. Once or twice Brown
wondered whether he was a fool, and put the inquiry aside
lest the answer should be the affirmative. Now they were
actually in the station. They had crossed the covered-in
way, and were joining a line-up bound for the ticket office.
Brown felt a little breathless. Fate was hurrying him
rather fast.
“Yes— I am a fool!” he decided.
And, while he decided it, he was slipping forward in
the most unconstitutional manner to usurp a place imme
diately behind the small man in the rather loud check suit.
The next moment his heart gave a bound. The small
man had been equally unscrupulous, and had usurped a
place immediately behind the neat and attractive girl.
“Some people think they own the world!” growled
an irate individual, loudly.
Brown’s heart missed a beat. He feared the remark
might precipitate a row, and he did not want the small
man to turn and notice him. Happily, the small man did
not turn, and all at once Brown realized the reason. The
small man thought the remark was addressed to himself,
and was as undesirous of attracting attention as was
Brown!
Brown smiled. Then the moment of false security
passed. The girl was before the little window.
She spoke in a low tone. Brown did not even hear
her voice, and, when she had passed through, it was evi
dent that the little man had not heard her words, or been
able to spot the destination on her ticket.
“Where to?” marked the ticket clerk—just as Brown
might have barked himself, had he been a ticket clerk.
Then the same man showed his genius.
“Same,” he said. v
How Napoleonically simple! Brown gasped at the
ingenuity of mankind. Was ever a difficult fence taken
more gracefully? Without emotion, and totally uncon
scious that the man who was buying a ticket had no no
tion of the station he was buying it to, the ticket clerk
showed a little piece of pasteboard through the window.
The small man looked at it, and then, also without emo
tion, shoved some notes to the ticket clerk.
Brown’s forehead became frankly wet. He felt that
it was dripping, and that it would rain upon the little
counter that was now immediately before him. How could
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He had a double problem. These notes! They had
nearly turned his stomach. Then the tennis match at Wem
bly now' seemed very far away. Yet perhaps, after all, it
had suddenly been brought close. Suppose he could not
take this fence? How much money had he in pocket? He
had drawn his pay that morning ....
He had to decide. He felt like a man on the point
of receiving an enormously high catch. Could he hold the
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