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■ - - __ I j‘ -■> The Long Green Gaze A Cross Word Puzzle Mystery By Vincent Fuller N. (Continued from Vraterdav), "And not one rent for rharlty," Miss Minty whispered to Helen as they went up the stair*. In Kmily's room, with the detectives standing behind him, and the other members of the group behind the de tectives, Lushington drew a small slip of paper from the innermost recess of his wallet, and worked carefully at the knob of the safe, his head tilted tiack as he sought the numbers through his bifocals. The whole room waited in silence as he worked. "There." he said at last. "If I have done this correctly, the door should open." He turned the lever slowly and threw back the door, disclosing a drawer. This he pulled out—and looked at It with opening mouth and stating eyes." "The emerald is gone?" he cried, "No!" Burke started forward. "But It is." Lushington showed him the empty metal drawer. The whole group, silent, hut with shaken nerves, was pressing toward the door, when a soft rap sounded on it. Instantly everybody stopped. Burke opened the door, and they saw Soames step back as he saw the assembled company." "I—I didn't know, sir. that any body except the detectives were up here, air, and Mr. Lushington, of course. I- wanted to—to give you something, sir. that was found in rather an odd place; but I don't want to disturb anybody at present, sir. 1 can see you later." Burke stepped into the hall wINi him and together they went down stelre. “Well, what Is It, Soames?" "It's another one of those eras* word puzzles, sir. I worked out part of it by copying the design on another sheet of paper sir. while you were all gone to the funeral. Rut when 1 had some of it worked out, 1 be come frightened, and stopped. It would he a good thing to have some body else work it. anyway. I think, myself, that I'm rather good at this sort of thing, if I may be pardoned for saying so, imt in such a matter one likes to know as certainly as pos sihle.” "Well, come on. get busy. Show he lhe puzzle, and let me see what you've worked out.” Whereupon Soames produced the puzzle—both the original and the copy, which was partly worked. Burke paid small attention to the completed squares of the copy. Rather he was Interested in the small siraightllne characters of the dofini lions of the original. He compared the letters with those in the puzzle Miss Minty had previously placed in his hands. "They're the same, and vet they're different," he said half to himself. "Which may mean a lot, or mean nothing. If this weren't the most devilish ticklish thing I ever got into, I'd start third degreeing the whole hatch of them. Something would pop. . . . Now, you stay right here and work on this, Soames, do you hear me?” "•'ertalnly, sir.” "If you're not here when T come •back, and If you don't have it worked, you'll get. a little ride down town you haven't been looking for," he warned him. Rurke met Hardy, one of his assist ---; . ants, in the hall. "What about It, chief?" Hardy inquired. "Not much use to search ’em nil now. There’s no chance of the enter | aid’s getting outside the house any way—hut conic on outside, where we can talk.” Outside, he continued in low tones: The imint is that l'm putting a Utile more faith in these puzzles. All thes^ people are afraid of each other, afraid to make a direct accusation, and afraid to tell us their suspicions. The result is that when they have any thing to go on. they're probably go ing to give it in these fohl puzzles, now that the thing's started and they’ve got. the Idea. And I'm rather thinking that we’re more or less help less without what they can give us. Now here's a puzzle that was slipped under Miss Pitkin's door last night — at least that's what she said when she gave it to me just after we got hack from the funeral. You can see for yourself how it works out.” And he pointed to the name in the puzzle which had. Ihe night before, con firmed Miss Mintv’s suspicions. "Of course, vertical 25 and horizontal 38 in the first puzzle, the one found on the dining room tahle, point, to this person as much as to the one we've arrested. Furthermore, tl/ere's the possibility of connecting this second person with the theft rtf the emerald, and 1 here’s no possible connection that 1 can see between the first person and the emerald.” "T don’t think. =-r^elf.” Hardy an swered. "that Emily Dunseath was murdered for 1he emerald. The iheft of that was an after-thought at best. The jewel was on her hand until the coroner gave it to Eushlngton and Eushlngton locked it in the safe. We have two crimes to deal with, not one.” "I'm not so sure. It didn’t look at first like a murder for robbery, hut it does now. And I’m not sure that there isn't more than one in on it. Did you notice that look Miss Minty gave Helen Barr with Eushlngton spoke about having a bodyguard for the emerald?” "T did. bill T can't s*»e those two doing this thing—at least not to get her.” "You’re letting your prejudices get in front of your eyes. I’m willing to see anything T can see. Another thing: Soames. the butler, just came to me with another cross word puzzle. He worked it out in part while we w$re at the funeral, and is in there now. working on a copy he made. We can begin to trace these puzzles now. too. for T have enough specimens of i heir handwriting to give to Henry Talbot. That hov could tell you which fly got in the ink and walked across the blotter. I have letters of accept ance of Mrs. Dunseath's Invitations, and other things from Ghopal and Mintv. and the copies of the list of definitions for that first cross word puzzle . . . But we'll go in and see what Soames has done with this latest one." As they came Into the kitchen where Soames was at work, Soames rose from his chair and handed them the puzzle. All the squares were fill ed in. "Verticals 7 and 34 and hori zonal 41 seem to he the significant ones." lie said. Together they looked down at the puzzle: THIRD CROSS WORD PUZZLE which Hip undertaker handed to Soamea Europe 1 --Day by Day— V_I-1 tty O. O. M’lNTYRK. Paris, April 2. I spent mv last .night in Paris at the top of Monti ** marie hill among the dreamers, poets and philosophers, watching* the lights twinkle up from below. The great white cathedral of I he Ha ire t.'oeur was silhouetted In the distance. I dined at Mini's in a little, narrow alley like street. Jt Is a step from the Place du Tertre amt •many a famous artist has drawn out a frugal meal tliere. Along tile curbs were modela and painters lu corduroys singing lu gut la i s. Mini's place is typically Parisian. The past is still the past there. You enter through the kitchen to he greet ed by Nini herself. .She has st robust and matronly figure and wears e snowy, crackling apron. She has a ruddy face and sharp tongue. She hurl* order* at the shivering man of all work—a patient creature perpetually cowed. Nlui does all the cooking and her eccentricities of speech blend with her culinary skill. Only twice has she been down to Paris. Her world Is Montmartre. Off the kitchen Is the tiny dining mom. seating nhout 12. It Is shining. A small piano hag bracketed coal oil lamps. Through the windows the moon wee whitening the stones In the court. A long haired poet, stopped tlieie to sing for sous flung in his velvet cap. Mini knows what wine Is needed. There la poetry to her poulet roll aver pornmes friles. Montmartre says Nlnt has grown rich. On gala on. caslons she will wear her diamond*— clusters of them. Ths sommelier or win* walt*r- In cefrs Is a typ*. Jle s*rves only Hie eriiia and Is distinguished from his fellow waiters by s black apron. He is always red faced and pudgy and usually tipsy from consuming the l*n overs In the bottles h* serves, lie twine* about turtle fashion to keep from aiaggerlng on hir feet. - (Copyright, HI4 J Horizontal. I. An oranamont B. A roroptarlo 8. A proposition 9. Fruit of the palm 11. Hush! 12. A piece of land 13. A ettcky aubstanr* IS. To sustain 20. Kdltor (abbr.) 21. A bird's note 22. Kgyptlan sungod 23. Father 24. Short la tilth _ IS. A stri a name IS. Small bodv of water ,tn. To rail out 21. Meadow St. A dash In Conrernlng St!. A serf SS. Xepative SI*. Sailins aloft 41. Observe* 42. To muddle or confuse Vertical. 1 V decree of indigence 2. Preposition 3. Smill run 4 Tame animal fi Slnre 7. A person in the house* 2. A Bill's name In. AH reek poetess II. Not# In th# acale 14. Means of transportation (abbr.) 1*. Unknown fore# 17. A noise 14. A conjunction 23. To work at diligently 2.3. Conjunction 24. Before ”7, Mohammedan deity 24. North-Itallan city *o Hlbllcal place 30. To exult 32. Auditory organ 34. continuation of verth al 7* 35. A franchise or privilege (Old Eng. lawl 37. Conclusion 30. Holy person (ahhr.) 40. nranrt Puke (ahbr.) IT > He Continued tnmftfrnw.t_ It is better to be » poor relative. Nobody examines your stomach.tvhen you die suddenly.—Akron Beacon Journal. An English visitor sadly reports de ellning Interest here in the I-eague of Nations. There's always been a lot more interest in the National lea'gue. —Pittsburgh Chronicle Telegraph. 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