Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 191, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 December 1923 — Page 6

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BEGIN' HERE TODAY Sir Charles Abingdon engages Paid Harley, criminal investigator, to find out why Sir Charles is kept under surveillance by persons unknown to him. Harley dines at the Abingdon home. Sir Charles falls from his chair in a dying condition. Dr. McMurdoch pronounces death due to heart-failure. Harley insists that Abingdon was poisoned. The last words uttered by Sir Charles are “Xicol Brtnn” and “Pire-Tongue." Harley calls on Nicol Brinn and asks him the meannig of •'Fire-Tongue.'' Brtnn admits that he knows but refuses to divulge the secret. Harley investigates the life of Ormuz Khan. Oriental friend of Phil Abingdon, daughter of Sir Charles. Polly Jones, parlormaid, is questioned by Paul. NOW GO ON WITH THE STOKV mT —was in a box. He said I was not to open the box until I put the serviette on the table, and that it had to be put by Sir Charles’ plate. It had to be put there just before the meal began.” ••Well?” •‘That night I couldn’t see how it was to be done. Benson had laid the dinner table and Mrs. Howett was pottering about. Then, when I thought I had my chance. Sir Charles sat down in the dining room and began to read. He was still there and I had the box hidden in the hall stand, all I'BBdy, when —Sidney—rang up.” “Rang you up?” “Yes. We had arranged it. He said he was my brother. I had to tell him I couldn't do it.” “Yes!” “He said: ‘You must.’ I told him Sir Charles was in the dining room, and he said: ’l’ll get him away. Directly he goes, don’t fail to do what I told you’.” ‘‘And then?” “Another phone call came—for Sir Charles. I knew who it was. because

“DON’T BE ALARMED, MISS ABINGDON,” HE SAID KINDLY. I had told Sidney about the case Sir Charles was attending in the square. When Sir Charles went out I changed the serviettes.” “And now—what was it that ’Sidney’ stole from Sir Charles' bureau in the study?” “It wasn’t Sidney who took it. I took it.” “You took what?” w “A paper.” “You meai\ that you stole Sir Charles' keys and opened his bureau?” “There was no stealing. He was out and they were lying on his dress ing table. Sidney had told me to do it the first time I got a chance.” “What had he told you to do?" “To search through Sir Charles’ papers and see if there was anything with the words. ‘Fire-Tongue.’ in It;” “Ah!” exclaimed Harley, a note of suppressed triumph in his voice. “Go on.” “There was only one paper about it,” continued the girl, now speaking rapidly, “or only one that I could find. It put the bureau straight again and took this paper to Sidney.” “But you must have read the paper?” “Only a bit of it. When I came to the word ‘Fire-Tongue’ I didn’t read any more.” “What was it about —the part you read?” I couldn't make it out. sir. Oh. indeed, I’m telling you the truth! It seemed to me that Fire-Tongue was some sort of mark.” “Mark?” “Yes—a mark Sir Charles in India, and then again in London—“ “In London! Where in London?” "On some one’s arm.” •‘What! Tell me the name of this person!” “I can’t remember, sir Oh, truly I can’t.” “It was not Ormuz Khan?”

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“No! I remember, sir. It was Brinn!” “Good God!” muttered Harley. “Are you sure?” “Quiet sure.” “How often have you seen Sidney since your dismissal?” “I saw him on the morning I left.” “And then not again until today?” “No. He is a valet to a gentleman who lives In the country.” “What is the name of the place?” “I don’t know.” Paul Harley glanced at his watch, crossed the room and opened the door. He turned. “You can go now,” he said. “But I don’t think you will find Sidney waiting!” It wanted only three minutes to midnight, and Innes, rather hazzard and anxious-eyed, was pacing Paul Harley's private office when the phone bell rang. Eagerly he took up the receiver. “Hullo!” came a voice. “That you. Innes?” “Mr. Harley!” cried Innes. “Thank God you are safe! I was growing desperately anxious!” “I am by no means safe, Innes! I am in one of the tightest corners of my life! Listen: Get Wessex! If he's off duty, get Burton. Tell him to bring—” The voice ceased. “Hullo! —Mr. Harley!” called Innes. “Mr. Harley!” A faint cry answered him. He distinctly heard the sound of a fall. Then the other receiver was replaced on the hook. "Merciful Heavens!" whispered Tnnes. “What has happened? Where was he speaking from? What can I do?” CHAPTER XIII N'icol Brinn Has a Visitor It was close upon noon, but Nicol Brinn had not yet left his chambers. From that large window which overlooked Piccadilly he surveyed the ! prospect with dull, lackluster eyes. There came a knock at the door. “In,” said Nicol Brinn. Hoskins, his manservant, entered: “Detective Inspector Wessex would like to see you. sir.” Nicol Brinn did not turn around. ] “In.’ he repeated. Silently Hoskins retired, and. fol- ; lowing a short interval, ushered into j the room a typical detective officer, a Scotland Yard man of the best type. Nicol Brinn turned and bowed in the direction of a large armchair. "Pray sit down, Inspector.” he said. Detective Inspector Wessex returned the bow, placed his bowler hat upon the carpet and sat down in the armchair. Nicol Brinn seated himseli upon a settee over which was draped a very fine piece of Persian tapestry. Detective Inspector Wessex cleared his throat and did not appear to be quite at ease. “Mr. Brinn,” he said. “I am in an awkward corner. I know you for a man with a fine sporting reputation, and therefore I don’t doubt your word. But Mr. Paul Harley disappeared last night.” At last Nicol Brinn was moved. He stood up. walked to a window, and stared out. “Just sit quiet a minute.” came the toneless voice. “You've hit me harder than you know. I want to think it out." Then, as the detective continued to gaze upon the back of Mr. Nicol Brinn, suddenly the latter turned. "Detective Inspector Wessex,” he said, “there has been a cloud hanging over my head for seven years. That cloud is going to burst very soon, and it looks as If It were going to do damage.” Nicol Brinn sat down again upon the settee. “Detective Inspector." said he. “I give you my word of honor as a gentleman that I last saw Mr. Paul Harley at 10:15 on Wednesday night. Since then, not only have I not seen him. but I have received no communication from him.” The keen glance of the detective met and challenged the dull glance of the speaker. “I accept your word, sir,” said Wessex, finally, and he sighed and scratched his chin in the manner of a man hopelessly puzzled. “To get right down to business.” said Wessex, “if Mr. Paul Harley did not come here, where, In your Idea, did he go?” Nicol Brinn spoke then in a low voice. “It has come.” He took a step toward the detective. “Mr. Wessex,” he continued. “I don't tell you to do whatever your duty indicates; I know you will do it. But in the interests of everybody concerned I have a request to make. Have me watched if you like—l suppose that’s automatic. But whatever happens, and wherever your suspicions point, : give me twenty-four hours.” Wessex, who had been watching the speaker intently, suddenly held out his hand. "It's a bet!” he said. "It’s my case, and I’ll conduct it in my own way.”

CHAPTER XIV Wessex Gets Busy Innes rose from the ch.Ur usually occupied by Paul Harley as detective Inspector Wessex, with a very blank face, walked into the office. Detective Inspector Wessex stood beside the Burmess cabinet, restlessly drumming his fingers upon its lacquered su-face. ‘‘l am wondering what on earth Induced Mr. Harley to send that parcel of linen to the analyst." “The result of the analysis may prove that the chief was not engaged upon any ■wild-goose chase.” ‘‘By heavensl” Wessex sprang up, his eyes brightened, and he reached for his hat, “that gives me an idea!” “What Is it?” "The message with the parcel wa written upon paper barring the letterhead of the late Sir Charles Abingdon. So Mr. Harley evidently made his first call there! I m off, sir! The trail starts from that house!” Leaving Innes seated at the big tatiJm with an expression of despair his face. Dsttstive Inspector JMssex set out.

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Arrived at his destination, he asked to see Miss Abingdon, and was shown by the butler into a charmingly furnished little sitting room wh*ch was deeply Impressed with the personality of its dainty owner. “Don’t be alarmed, Miss Abingdon,” he said, kindly. “My visit does not concern you personally in any way, but I thought perhaps you might be able to help me trace Mr. Paul Harley.”

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POLICEMAN KILLS MAN Wealthy Chicago Transfer Man Shot While in Auto. By I nit til CHIGA< cc. 24.—John Degman, wealthy tian.-fer man, was shot and killed by Patrolman John L. Coleman early today. Coleman is held on charge of murder. Witnesses said Colemar was drunk and shot Degman as the latter drove by a restaurant in his automobile. Coleman denied he was drunk. Manual Homecoining Thursday Boys' and Girls' basket teams are going to play alumni squads at the Manual homecoming Thursday night. Old timers, including Walter Floyd, are going to be seen in action. The annual alumni dance will also be held. Admission wdll be paid at the door. Wife’s Wealth Forecast, Man Dies. William Flint, colored, 32, 1709 Pierson Ave., ended his life Sunday by drinking poison. Police say that Flint called his wife into his room and told her that she would be wealthy after Christmas He drank the contents of a bottle and died shortly after at city hospital. No reason was assigned for the act. Canal Being Dragged Police wil lresume the dragging of the canal between Eleventh and Twelfth Sts. today to determine truth of the report that a man was drowned In the canal Saturday.

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