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WMM. WLZCCXT SYNOPSIS. CJIlea Duilloy arrived In Han l'rnnciseo to Join hln frlond ami iltAtant rotative llonry Wilton, whom ho wis to assist In an Important ami inystorlous tnsk, nnu who uccoinpntitcri Dudley on tho furry hont trip Into tlio city. The re markable resenibliuico of tho two men Is noted and comincntotl on by pawion Kera on tho ferry. They ppo u man with wnako oyes, which Bends a thrill through Uudloy. Wilton postnniM an explanation ot tho ntraiiKo hum nil Dudley In to per form, but occurrence rnuse him to know It In one of no ordinary tm-unlmr. Wilton leaves QIIch In their room, with Instruction to await bin return and shoot any mw who tries to enter. Outnldo there Is heard nlioutu and curses and tho noise f a quarrel. Henry rushes In and at his request tho roommates quickly ex !lmmra clothes, and he hurries out again. Hardly has ho koiio than alius Is startled by n cry of "Help." and lie runs out to Unit smnii one being assaulted by u half dozen men. He summons, a police man but tliey aro unable to find uny triH'o of a crime. Giles returns to his room and limits for some evldenco that mlKht explain his stnihKO mission. Ho tlmls a map which he enileavors to do elpher. Dudley Is summoned to the moixuo anil there llmls tho dead body ot Ills frlond, Henry Wilton. And thus Wilt on dies without ever explaining to Dud ley the puzzling work he was to perform In San Francisco. In order to Uncover the secret mission his friend had entrust ed to him, Dudley continues his disguise and permits himself to bo known ns Henry Wilton. Dudley, mistaken for "Wilton, Is employed by Knapp to assist In a stock brokerage deal. "Dicky" takes tho supposed Wilton to Mother Uorton's. Mother Horton discovers that ho Is not Wilton. Tim lights are turned out and a free for all light follows. Giles Dudley finds himself c'oseled In a room with Mother Horton 'who makes n confidant of him. Ho can learn nothing about the mysterious boy further than thnt It Is Tim Terrlll and Darby Meeker who nro after him. Ho Is told that "Dicky" Nnlil Is n traitor, playing both hands In tho game. Giles Minis himself locked In a room. Ho escapes through a window. CHAPTER VinT(Contlnued). I moved slowly down, n stop at n time, then from over-cautiousness tripped nml camo down tho last thrco steps at once with tlio clutter ot a four-horse tenm. ' Hut nobody stirred. Then I glanced through tho open door, and was striciC' on cold with astonishment. Tho room was empty! Tho chairs and tables that a few hours ngo I had seen scattered about wcro gone. There was no sign that tho placo had been occupied In months. I stepped Into tho room that I had seen crowded with eager friends and enemies, eating, drinking, ready for desperato deeds. My Btep echoed strangely with the echo of an unten anted house. Tho bar and tho shelves belrind It wero swept clear of tho bot tles and glasses that hnd filled thorn. Bewildered nnd apprehensive, I wondered whether, after all, tho events of tho night wero not a fan tastic dream. Thoro was, howovor, no time to waste In prying Into this mystery. By 'my watch It was closo on 9 o'clock, and Doddridge Knapp might oven now bo making his way to tho olllco where ho had stationed me. Tho saloon's front doors wero locked fast, but tho side door that led from tho stairway to tho street was fastened only with a spring lock, and I swung It open and stopped to tho sldowalk. A load left my spirits ns tho door closed behind me. Tho fresh air of tho morning was llko wlno aftor tho closo uud musty atmosphero I had been breathing. I hurried along tho streets with but a threo-mlnuto stop to swallow a cup of coffee and a roll, and once more mounted tho stairs to tho office and opened tho door to Number 15. Tho place was in dlsordor. Tho books that had . been arranged on tho desk and shelves wero now scattered about In confusion, as though thoy had been hurriedly examined and thrown aside In a fruitless search. This was a disturbing Incident, nnd I was surprised to discover that tho door Into tho ndjolnlng room was ajar. I pushed It wldo oponT and started back. Beforo me stood Doddrldgo Knapp, his faco pale as tho faco of a corpse, and his oyeB staring as though tho dead had risen beforo him. CHAPTER IX. A Day in the Market. Tho King of tho Street stood for a moment' staring at mo with that atrnnge and fcarsomo gaze. What was thoro In that dynamic glanco that struck a chill to my spirit as though tho vory fountain of life had been ut tacked? Vns it tho manifestation of tho powerful will behind that mask? Wns It terror or anger that wm to be road In tho fiery oyes that gleamed from benoath thoso bushy brows, and In tho play of tho cruol mouth, which from under that yellow-gray mustache gavo hack the sign of the Wdlf? "Ilnvo you any orders, sir?" I nskod In as calm a volco as 1 could com mnnd, "Oh, It's you, is it?" said tho Wolf slowly, covering his fangs. If llashod on me that tho attack In tho Borto'ii'ilon was of his planning, that Terrii was his tool, and that ho had supposed mo dead. It wns thus that I could account lor his startled gaze and ovldont discomposure. "Nino o'clock was tho time, you said," I suggoited deferentially. "I bo llovo It's a mlniito or two past." "Oh, yos," said Doddrldgo Knap), pulling himself together. "Coino In hore." Ho looked iMiiluii8ly at mo as ho BIICMQ) FA took a scat at his desk and motioned mo to another. 1 "I had a llttlo turn," ho said, eying mo nervously; "n vertigo, I bollovo tho doctor cnllcd It. Just reach my overcoat pocket thoro, will you? tho left-hand side. Yes, bring mo that, llask. Ho poured out a smnll glass ot liquor, nnd tho rich odor of brandy roso through tho room. Then ho took a vlnl from an lnstdo pocket, counted a few drops Into tho glass and drank It at a swallow. When ho had cleared his throat of tho fiery liquor, tho Wolf turned to me with a moro composed nnd kindly expression. "And now to business," said my em ployer with decision. "Tuko down thoso orders." Tho King of the Street was himself onco more, and I mnrvolod again at tho quickness nnd clearness of his directions. I was to buy ono hundred shares of this stock, sell llvo hundred ot that stock, buy ono thousand of nn othor In blocks of ono hundred, and sell the same In a single block nt tho last session. "And tho last thing you do," ho con tinued, "buy every shnro of Omega thnt Is offered. There'll bo n big block ot It thrown on tho market, and moro In tho afternoon. Buy It, what ever tho prlco. Thero'8 likely to bo n big slump. Don't bid for It don't keep up tho price, you understand but get It." "If somebody clso la snapping It up, 77m S222y- ty I do I understand that I'm mot to bid over them?" "You're not to understand anything of tho kind," ho said, with a llttlo dis gust In his tone. "You'ro to got tho stock. You'vo bought and sold enough to know how to do that. Unt don't start a boom for tho prlco. Lot her go down. Sabo?" I felt that thero was deop water ahond. "Perfectly," I said. "I think I seo the wholo thing. Tho King of tho Street looked at mo with a grim smile. ".Maybe you do, but all tho snmo you'd better keep your money out of this llttlo dcnl unless you can sparo It as well as not. Well, got back to your room. You'vo got your check book all right?" Alono onco moro I was in despair of unraveling tho tanglo In which I wns involvod. I felt convinced that Doddrldgo Knapp was tho mover In tho plots that sought my llfo. Ho had, I folt sure, bollovod mo dead, anil was Btartlod Into fear at my unheralded ap pearance. Yet wny snouid no trust me with his business? I could not doubt that tho buying nnd selling he had given to my caro woro Important. I knew nothing nbout tho price of stocks, but I was Btiro that tho ordors ho had given mo Involved many thou sands of dollars. Yet it might lie tlio thought struck homo to mo thut tho credit had not been prpvldud for mo, and my checks on tho Navada bank would servo only to hind mo In jail. Tho disturbed condition of the books aUractod my attention onco moro. Tho volumes woro scattered ovor tho detk and thrown about tho room as though aoinobody had been Booking for a mislaid document. I lookod cu riously ovor them as I replaced thorn on the sholves. They wore law-books, California Ileports, and tho ordinary' toxt-books and form-books of the at torney. All boro on the fly-lcnf the name of Horaco H. Ply mire, but no paper or other Indication of ownership could I find. 1 wondered Idly who this Plymlro might be, nnd pictured to mysolf some old attorney who had fallen Into tho hands of Doddridge Knapp, and had, through misfortune, been forced to fioll everything for tho moss ot pottago to keep llfo In him. But thero was small tlmo for musing, and 1 went out to do Doddridge Knnpp'a bidding In tho stock-gambling whirlpool ot Pino street. It was easy to llnd Bocksteln and Kppner, and thero could bo no mistak ing tho prosperity of tho firm. The Indifference of the clerks to my pres ence, ntul tho evident contempt with which an ordor for n hundred shares of something was being tnkon from an apologetic old gentleman were enough to nssuro of that. Bocksteln and Kppnor wero togcth or. evidently consulting over tho bust ness to bo done. Bocksteln was tall and gray-haired, with a stubby gray beard. Kppnor was short nnd a llttlo stooped, with a blue-black mustache, snapping blue-black eyes and Btrong blue-black dots over his face where his board struggled vainly against tho dovastlng razor. Both wore strongly marked with tho shrewd, money-getting visage. I sot forth my business. "You wnnd to glf a larch order?" said Bocksteln, looking over my mem oranda. "Do you hat references?" "Yes," echoed Kppnor. "Iteferencos aro customary, you know." He spoke In a high-keyed voice thnt had Ir ritating suggestions In It. "Is thero any reference better than cash?" I asked. Tho partners looked at each other. "None," thoy replied. "How much will Becurc you on tho order?" Thoy named a heavy margin, and tho sum total took my heart Into my mouth. How largo a balance I could draw against I had not tho faintest Idea. Possibly this was a trap to throw mo Into Jnll as a common swindler attempting to pass worthless JC4rj? OFsi OOJP&Sg" checks. But thoro was no tlmo to hcBltntc. I drew a check for the amount, signed Henry WIlton'B name and tossed It over to Bocksteln. "All rldt," said tho senior partner "Zhust talk it ofor vlt Mistier Kppnor Ho goes on dor lloor." kuow won enough what was wanted. My linanclul standing wub to bo tested by tlio bond of the linn wiiuo me junior partner Kept mo umuscd. , Kppnor was quick to tako my Ideas A few words of explanation and ho underptood perfectly what 1 wnntotl. "You havo not bought before? It was an interrogation, not an assertion "Oh, yos," I said carelessly, "but not through you, I bollovo," "No, no, I think not. I should havo romornborod you." I thought this might bo a favorable opportunity to glean a llttlo Informa tion of what wns going on in the mar ket. "Are thero any good denls In pros pect?" I ventured. 1 could seo In the bluo-black dcoths I of his oyes that nn unfavorable opin ion no nnu conceived of my Judgment was deepened by this, question. There waB doubtless In It tho llavor of the nmatctir. "Wo never advlBo our customers," was tho hlghkeyed reply. "Cortainly not," I replied. "I don't want advice merely to know what Is going on," "Uxcubo mo, hut I nover gossip. It Is a rule I mako." "It might intorforo with your op portunities to pick up a good bargain now nnd thon." I suggested, us tlio blue-black man soumod at a loss for words. "Wo navor Invest In stocks," was tlio curt roply, "Excollont Idea," said I, "for thoso who know too much or too little." Kppnor failed to smile, nnd could think ot nothing to say. 1 was a llttlo abashed, notwithstanding the tono ot haughty Indifference I took. I began to feel vory young boforo this ma-chlno-llke Impersonation of the mar ket. Hockstcln relieved tho embarrass ment of tho situation by coming In out of breath, w'lth a bravo pretonso of hnvlng been morcly consulting a cus tomer In tho next room. "You lint oxblnlned to Mistier Kpp nor?" ho Inquired. "Den all Is done. Hero Is a card to dor Board Boom. If orders you hat to glf, Kppncr vlll dnko dem on dor lloor. Khust glf htm tier check for margin, and all Is veil." At the end ot this harangue 1 found myself outside tho office, with Bock- stein's buck waddling toward tho private room whoro tho partners wero to havo their last consultation beforo going to tlio Board, My check had been honored, then, nnd Bocksteln had assured himself of my solvency. In the rebound from nnxlety, I Bwolled with tho prldo of a capitalist on Doddrldgo Knapp a money. In tho Board Boom of the big Kx chnngo the uproar had given mo a suggestion thnt tho business ot buy ing and selling stocks was carried on In a Romowhnt less conventional man ner thnn tho trndo In groceries. But It had not qulto prepnred mo for tho scene In the Kxchnugo. After a llttlo I wua able to discovor Hint tho shouts and yells and scronms, the shaking of flats, nml tho waving of arms woro moroly a moro or less energetic method of bidding for stocks; that tho ringing of gongs and tho bellow of tho big man who smiled on tho hear-garden from tho high desk wero merely tho audible signs that another stock was being called; and that tho brazen-volccd reading of roll was merely tho ofllclnl an nouncement of tho record of bargain and Bnlo that had been going on bo foro mo. It wns my good fortune to mako out so much boforo tho purchase ot tho stocks on my ordor list wna com pleted. Tho crisis wns at hand In which I must havo my wits nbout me, nnd bo ready to act for myBclf. Kppnor rushed up nnd reported tho bargains made, handing mo a slip with the figures ho had paid for tlio stocks. "Any moro ordors?" ho gasped. Ho was trombllng with excitement and suppressed eagerness for tlio fray. "Yes," I shouted abovo tho roar about mo. "I want to buy Omega." Ho gavo a look that might havo boon n wurnlng, if I could havo read it; but It was gono with a ahrug ns though ho would say, "Well, It's no business of mine." "How much?" ho naked. "Walt!" Ho started away at a scream from tho front, but roturnod in a moment, Ho hnd bought or sold something, but I had not the least Idea what It was, or which ho had dono. "It's coming!" ho yolled In my car. Tlio gong rang. Thoro wna a con fused cry from tho man at tho big desk. And pandemonium lot loose "Omega opena nt slxty-Ilve," shouted Kppncr. "Bid sixty," I shouted In roply, "but got all you can, oven If you havo to pay Blxty-flvo." Kppnor gavo a bellow, and Bkated Into a group of fnt men, gesticulating violently. Tho roaf Increased, If such a thing wcro possible. ' In a mlnuto Kppnor wns back, pcrs' plrlng. and I fancied a trlllo worried. "Thcy'ro dropping It on mo," ho unsned In my car. "Five hundred nt Blxty-two and ono thousand at sixty. Smnll lota coming fnBt and big ones on tho way." "Good! Bid flfty-llvc, and then fifty, but get thorn." With a roar ho rushed Into tho midst of a whirling throng. I saw twonty brokers about him, shouting Wd threatening. Ono In his eagerness Jumped upon tho Bhouldera of a fat man In front of him, and shook n paper under hla nose. I could mako out nothing of what was going on, except thnt tho oxcltO' ment wns tremendous. Twice Kppnor reported to me. Tho stock wns being hammered down down Btroke by stroke Thoro was a rush to Boll. Fifty-live flfty-threo llfty, camo tho price then by leaps to forty-llvo nnd forty. It was a panic. At last tho gong sounded, nnd tho scene was ovor. Kppnor roportcd ut tlio end of tho call. Ho had bought for mo twelve thousand llvo hundred shares, Ovor ton thousand of them below llfty. Tlio total was frightful, Thero wnH half a million dollars to pay when tho tlmo for settlement came, It wus folly to suppose that my credit at tho Nevada was of this size. But I put a bold face on It, gavo a check for tho llguro that Kppncr named, and roso. "Any moro orders?" lie asked. "Not till nftornoon." Aa I passed Into tho street I was as tonished at tho swift transformation that had como over It. Tho block about tho Kxchungo was crowded with a toRslng throng, hundreds upon hun dreds pushing toward Its fateful doors. But whoro cheerfulness nnd hope had ruled, four 'and gloom now vibrated In electric waves before mo. Tho faces turned to tho pitiless, polished granite front of tho great gambling-hall were white and drawn, and on them snt Ktiln and Despair. (TO 1115 CONTINUHD.) She Smacked of Books. "Thoy toll mo you klsucd AUhb Son net, tho poetess, on yestorday's nuto- mobllo excursion." "Yos: thnt Is truo." "Indeed! And how did y(u--ah llnd hor?" "iMIsb Sonnet has u murked literary tnsto." VANDERBILT3 LONDON FLAT. Is on Sixth Floor and Cotts Him Soma $13,000 Per Annum. London. Alfred 0. Vandorbllt, whom tho English prosa delight In calling "tho richest young man In tho world," has taken ono of tho most awnggor" flats In London. For tho prlvllcgo of living on tho sixth floor overlooking Piccadilly, tho famous London thoroughfare, the Amorlcnn mlltlonnlro Is paying $10,000 a year. As tho rent docs not Include ratoo nnd taxes thero la nn extra Item of expense ot nbout $.1,000 por annum. To tho British public $250 a week looks Alfred Vanderbilt Lives Flats. Theso llko a tall prlco to pay Just to keep a flot roof over one's head, hut to tho bcIoh Of tho Vnndorbllts, with his ex perience ot $25,(100 suites nt tho As toria and ono of $00,000 ut tho now Plnza It Is a moro bagatelle. So far ii3 London la concerned tho Hats In which young Vanderbilt now Is settled aro tho Inst word in their lino. Nothing llko them oven has boon attempted In that part of tho world, nnd the Amorlcnn, with hla trnns-At-lantlc Ideas of unlimited oxpendlturo, Is tho only porson who ns yet hnn had tho nervo to rent ono. Thoy nro built on tho alto of tho mansion of tho Into duko of Cambrldgo and stMid midway between tho high class club dlBtWct nnd Mayfalr, tho homo of Knglnfl's "four hundred." Next to them and stretching up Piccadilly to Apnlvy hotiBO, tho town rcsldonco of tho duko of Wellington, which abutB Hydo park, aro tho several residences occuptod by tho famous Hothschlld family, tho kings of finance. Tho building. In which Vnnderbllt has taken up his quarters litis a front age on Piccadilly of almost 70 feat and on Park lano ot nbout 200 fcot. It la of gray granite, rathor fantastically nnd ostentatlonsly ornnmonted with glazed grcon brick. Thoro nro six lints (over thoro thoy havo not yet lenrned tho nice distinction between flat, and apartment), each ono of which contains ton lnrgobedrooms, thrco uatn rooms, a number of smoking, billiard and drawing rooms, cloakrooms, kitch en, hulls, boudoirs and a groat ball room. A man without any family with him ought to worry along on that. MAY SEEK HOPKINS' TOGA. Friends of Congressman Foes Would Send Him tot Senate. Chicago. Qcorgo Edmund Foss, whoso friends aro urging him to become n cnndltluto for tho Ho- puhllcan Indorcomont for United Stntos senator nt tho primaries nunlnst Senator Alhort J. Ilopltlna nml former Senator William K. Mnnon, has hcon u monihor of tho lower houso of coiiEfPHH Hlnco 1895. Ho ronrosontH tho Tenth (llntrlct, extend ing nloiiK tho north nhoro from Irving Pitrk houlovnrd north to tho Wlscoimin stato lino. Mr. Kohh Ib a lnwyor anil ti nntfvo of UorkHhlro, Vt. Ho was born In 18C8. 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