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Caryl controlled the Intense Interest that she felt at these revelation, and epoke Indifferently. "Yes," she said. "I was glad he brought her home, for If he hadn't she would have got soaked as I did, by the way. But are you sure that the man who was talking to her here at the counter was the same one that took her home?"Sure I am!" averred Minnie. "He's rather tall." Caryl recalled with some amusement that as Delaine, Somerdyke and Hadley were all tall, this description Ud not distinguish one from the other. Gut she knew without further Questioning who Julia's cavalier had been. The knowledge determined her as to aer own course. . , Julia's appearance at this Juncture Interrupted the conversation, and, with a nod of good-by to the two salesgirls, Caryl drew her sister to one end of the counter. "I want to talk to you for a minute, Judy," she said quickly. "I have accepted an Invitation for dinner and the theater to-night, and, as I will be gone when you get home, I came all the way down here to explain the matter to you." "Going to dinner and the theater!" exclaimed Julia. "Notnot with that Mr. Somerdyke are you, dear?" Caryl tossed her head. 'Indeed no!" she exclaimed. "I'm done with him!" "I am glad," said her sister. "I might have known you would do the right thing. But" looking anxious "who Is the person with whom you are going?" Caryl had her story all ready, but she prefaced It with a little sigh. "I wish you would try to trust me, Judy," she regretted. "Haven't I proved to you that t know when a man Is not Just the right kind? But, as you won't trust me, I will assure you that I am to be in good hands this evening and that I will get back safe and eound after the theater unless my friends want to take me to supper afterwards. Then I will, of course , be later In getting In." "Your friends?" Julia questioned. "What friends?"

"The C Bv Wm. J. Burns "The man produced a key from his pocket and gave It to Johnnie in a stupid, dazed 6ort of way. The key was numbered seventy-three. "'That's your suite, just across the hall, sir,' Johnnie said. He unlocked the door for the newcomer, who muttered thickly about the hall being d d confusing to a stranger, and gave him a dollar. Johnnie waited until the man had lurched into his rooms, then asked if he wanted icewater. Receiving no reply but a mumbled curse, he withdrew, but not before he had seen the light switched on, and the man cross to the door and f;hut it. The stranger no longer lurched about, but walked erectly and his face had lost the sagged, vapid, drunken look and was surprisingly sober and keen and alert "The two boys decided the next day that Addison had come to 'The Breakers' with the idea of robbing Mr. Law- ' ton, but. as I said, nothing came of the incident, so they kept it to themselves and in all probability it had quite passed from their minds until the news of Mr. Lawton's death recalled it to them." Suraci paused, and after a moment Blaine suggested tentatively: "You spoke of a waiter, also, Suraci. Had he anything to add to what the bell-boys had told you, of this man Addison's peculiar behavior?" "Yes, 6lr. It isn't very important, but It sort of confirms what the first boy said, about the stranger trying to watch the Lawtons, without being noticed himself, by them. The waiter, Tim Donohue, says that on the day of his arrival, Addison was seated by the head waiter at the next table to that occupied by Mr. Lawton, and directly facing him. Addison entered the dining-room first, ordered a big luncheon, and was half-way through it when the Lawton entered. No sooner were they seated, than he got up precipitately and left the room. That night, at dinner, he refused the table he had occupied at the first meal, and Insisted upon being seated at one somewhere back of Mr. Lawton. "This Donohue Is a genial, kindla earted soul, and he was a favorite with the bell-hops because he used to save sweets and tid-bits for them from his trays. Johnnie and the other boy told him of their dilemma concerning number 6eventy-three, as they designated Addison, and he in turn related the incident of the dining-room. The boys told me about him and where he With the Reel People . One of the striking features of "The Come-Back", at the Coliseum to-night and to-morrow, is a realistic fight in the snow which Mr. Lockwood has with the "Bully" of the camp. The group of lumberjacks who were used for the background in this picture, were truly an enthusiastic lot, for there Is nothing they like better than a. good fight such as Mr. Lockwood is capable of putting up. Mr. Lock wood and Miss Allison are also eeen in a perilous expedition over a mountain trail on snow shoes, an accomplishment they were obliged tn learn for this production.

Again Caryl sighed with elaborate patience. "Well, there's a very nice gentleman that I met through one of Mr. Delaine's callers a person anybody could trust rand he and his sister are going to the theatre together to-night." Julia smiled with relief. "His sister too!" 6he said. "And they have asked you to go with them? How nice! Always supposing," hesitatingly "that the sister is a refined person as I suppose she is isn't she?" Caryl flushed with annoyance. 'I should hardly suppose," she reminded her, "that any of Mr. Delaine's friends would Introduce me to men whose sisters were not refined and nice!" Then, as this argument did not seem to move Julia to a reply, the younger girl played her last card. "Really, Judy," she said in a low voice, "If Mr. Delaine is the kind of a person you would receive flowers from, and that you would make appointments with at your place of busi-

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ONLY A WETTING. "Well. If the worst comes to the worst, and this hat cappizes, we won't drown, 'cause we're waterbugs." e 9? and Isabel Ostrander could be found.- He's not a waiter any longer, but married to one of the hotel chamber-maids, and lives in Long Bay, running a bus service to the depot for a string of the cheaper boarding houses. He corroborated the bell-hops' story in every detail, and even gave me a hazy sort of description of Addison. He was small and thin and dark; clean shaven, with a face like an actor, narrow shoulders and a sort of caved-in chest. He walked with a slight limp, and was a little over-dressed for the exclusive, conservative, high-society crowd that flock to 'The Breakers.'" "That's our man, Suraci that's Paddington, to the life!" Blaine exclaimed. "I knew it as soon as I

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ness, and that you would ride alone with In cabs If, I say, he is the kind that you can be seen with until people talk about it I should think you would believe that anyone I would meet through a friend of his must be respectable! Don't you think so now yourself?" , Julia Marvin's face was suffused with a sudden wave of color which, retreating, left her very pale. She started to speak, but Caryl interrupted her by a light laugh. "That's all right, Judy, dear!" she exclaimed, patting her sister's cheek playfully. "No explanations are necessary. We all do that kind of thing, you see that is, all of us who get the chance! So long! Don't lie awake for me but go to bed and get your beauty-sleep for you are '.pale to-day. I'll be in somewhere around midnight!" . ' And with a wave of the hand and another gay laugh, Caryl Marvin hurried away. "Oh, I say!" Hadley exclaimed admiringly as he took Caryl's hand in greeting. "You look as sweet as a peach this evening. Don't you know you do?'i "I'm gladyou . think so," the girl replied coquettishly. Her eyes dwelt approvingly on his well-built figure in correct evening attire. Any coarseness which his face might have betrayed to the keen observer was not perceived by his companion. The stern simplicity of full dress was becoming to him, and Caryl thought him handsome -and distin guished in appearance as he smiled down at her. - '.'Well," said Hadley, "the first thing for us to do Is to decide where we'll go to dinner. Have you any particular preference?" "None," said Caryl. "I'd rather leave that to you." "Suppose we go to Livingstone's, then," the man suggested. "They have corking good cabaret there, and I certainly do like music with my meals." (More tomorrow)

A Reel Detective Story by the World's Greatest Detective. A Fascinating Love f:tcry Interwoven with the Tsngled Threads of Mystery. Copyright, 1316, W. J. Watt Company. Newspaper rights by International News Service compared his signature on this check 1 with the one in the register, although j he has tried to disguise his hand, I as you can. see. I'm glad to have itj verified, though, by witnesses on j whom we can lay our hands at any time, should it become .necessary He left the day after his arrival, you say? The morning after this boy, Johnnie, caught him in front of Mr. Lawton's door?" "Yes, sir. The bell-hops don't think he came back, either. They don't remember seeing him again." "Very well. You've done splendidly, Suraci. I couldn't have conducted the investigation better myself. Do you need any rest now?" (More tomorrow) tor &'gom uiteen minute! occasionally basting them over th paper with the liquor from the pa in which they are cooking. Wfcei ready dish them en a bed of greer pea that hare been plainly- boilec without breaking, then mixed with t little flutter and finely chopped raw -parsley. Serve with the sauce. SAUCE FOR. FILLETS Chop up the hones from the Ash and place them in a stewpan with a sliced onion, a bunch of herbs, a pinch of salt and six or eight peppercorns; cover with about two cups of cold water, bring to the boil and skkn then simmer on the side of the stove for about twenty minutes; strain off the liquor and mix about two cups ol It into four tablespoonful8 of butter, three tablespoonfuls ol flour, the pulp of three raw, large tomatoes, a dust of pepper and the juice of a lemon, and stir over the fire until the mixture boils, then strain and serve while hot lor a Picnic Luncheon. runtional News Serw-L

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Sammy was not only a sleepy looking fellow, but even when he was wide awake, his eye3 had a puffy appearance. So Sleepy Sam was the name by which he was known far and wide. Now, Sam was also known equally well for the fact that he was not fond of work. While the men were busy in the hay field he would sneak off and take a snooze in the cool loft of the barn. Many were the whippings hia father gave him for this same trick, and at last the parent declared that he was tired of Sammy's trifling ways. "Take yourself off he declared in anger. "And don't come back till you can stay awake or do some work. A boy as lazy as you is not worth the salt he eats." So Sammy started off to 6eek his fortune with only the clothes on his back. The first house at which he stopped was that of a farmer in whose field was a tumble-down old hut. The farmer gave the lad a dinner and told Sammy that in return for cutting up a barrow of wood he could sleep in the ruined hut. But he did not tell all which was that there were strange noises and lights seen in the place every night and no one dared sleep there, as it was thought to be the home of .Skeezick. Sammy cut the wood, ate his supper and by moonrise went to bed on some straw in a corner of the hut.About 11 o'clock that night' he was aroused by a light shining in his eyes and he opened them to see before him a curious looking man. He was of an apple-green color from top to toe, except his beard and hair, which were a bright pink. Then he had great golden eyes that rolled about. "Get out of here!" snapped Sammy. "I am tired and want to go back to sleep. Go on about your business and den't interfere with my nap."" ' ' This infuriated the Skeezick so that he raised his staff and hit Sammy a hard blow on the back of his thick head. And at that the boy, for the first time in his life, really woke up. His mind became bright and clear and he felt an interest in what was going on. "All right, sir, . I'll help you!" he cried good-naturedly. "Go ahead and I am with you." At this the Skeezick handed the boy a big . spade. "That thing is too heavy for me to handle," he explained. "But It just fits you go and dig in the corner there by the chimney and give me the chest you. find." Sammy dug and dug and dug. At last his spade hit the top of a chest and the lid flew open. The moonlight flashed on heaps of jewels in its bottom. "Now," said the Skeezicks, "you have done all I wanted of you. But you must take it for me to my den in the Black Rock back in the hill behind this hut. It is now only 3 o'clock, but there is a great deal to carry so you must hurry. If I am caught out in the air when the sun strikes the earth, I shall turn at once into stone." Sammy took up a handful of gems and soon filled a box which was by. the chest. "I got this treasure," laughed the Skeezick, as he watched the boy, "from the king of Westland. I spent last summer in the mountains there.- Every night I used to get into his strong room and bring out these jewels. The voune man who was on guard over the treasure could never see me, for I managed to weave a spell over his eyes. But the King, when he found the treasure gone, thought this young man had stolen it and put him in prison." "That's rather a mean trick to play to steal a King's gems and then let an innocent man suffer," said Sammy," as he shouldered the box. "I am not asking for your opinions, boy," replied the Skeezick. "I am my own boss. Not only is the young man in prison, but he will be- put to death day after tomorrow as a robber unless someone saves him. The King has announced that if any man can prove that someone else did the robbing, that person can marry his only daughter, the Princess Adele." Sammy and the Skeezick stumbled up the hill. Near the top the boy's feet tripped on a root and he fell, rolling to the bottom, the box with him. The angry Skeezick raced down to beat Sammy, forgetting that it was the hour of dawn. At the foot of the hill the box buust , and the jewels For Stubborn Corns I Insist on Getting Corn Plasters For Insteat Relief Any I 111!

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scattered around. The boy ' and the Skeezick began in haste to nick them up, but it took some time, and by the time they climbed to the top of the hill again the first rays of the sun struck the wicked Skeezick full in the face and he turned to stone then and there.1 "Well,' said Sammy, "I am left with this treasure on my hands. But I must see that it is returned to the King and save the young man's life besides, I can then marry the Princess, so I must get to work," and with that he hurried back to the hut with the box of jewels. (Continued Tomorrow) Mrs. Edward Cecil Waller is winners in the third annual bench

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The unknown stranger was serious enough as he stopped before a door at the end of the second hall and pushed on one of a row of mother-of-pearl buttons. The door slid noiselessly back at that signal, and an electric elevator rose automatically to the level of the floor where he stood. Inside the elevator, he touched still anDOX'T WORRY. "Somebody has stolen your auto, Mrt Payne. "That's all right. The thief wiii ring it back when he finds out how much, gasoline it takes to run it." mm rm

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