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THE BEE: OMAHA, MONDAY, OCTOBER 23, 1916
Dramatized and Produced by the
Vitagraph Company
From the Popular-Novel of the same name
by C. N. and A. M. Williamson
MR. EARLE WILLIAMS as CHRISTOPHER RACE
MISS MARGUERITE BLAKE as LADY IVY DE LISLE
' 4 Next Week Another Story and New Pjcture
Copyright, 1918, br the SUr Companr. All Foreign Rights reiervsd.
.'"' . CHAPTER II.
The Nuremburg Watch.
Christopher had had a. hard run
with hii motor the day before, ao he
lay late In bed drinking hla morning
tea and reading the morning paper.
The Mendell poisoning case soon ab
sorbed him as was the situation all
over England at this hour. ,
This morning there were portraits
of young Lady Mendell, accused of
" poisoning her elderly husband; of the
celebrated K. C, who was her coun
sel; of Miss' Mendell, the sister-in-law,
a philanthropist and witness for the
' prosecution; and Miss Mendell's sec
retary. But it was not the face of the
young woman (once popular, now no-
torious) which ! engaged Christopher's
attention; it was the strong profile of
Sir Cordon Ilace, his distant cousin,
unrated for the defense. The ima,
teur chauffeur was privately proud of
the tie of kinship between him and
the brilliant K. C. who had received
a baronetcy as a tribute of royal and
national admiration.
"If anyone can get her off, 'It will
be he," Christopher was , Saying to
i himself, when there came a knock at
S his bedroom door. "Please, sir," an-
nounced the one overworked servant
of the house, "there's a lady to see
you in a hurry, and she won't take
'no' for a hanswer because her busi
ness is that important."
"Any name?" Christopher called
ut. "
"Miss Poinsett; and I was to say It
was about your motor car and Sir
Gordon Race."
i Without asking " further questions
' Christopher jumped up and into his
bath. To the lady, who had been
asked to wait Inhis sitting room, ap
peared at the end of twenty minutes a
clean-shaven and well-groomed young
man. But if that young man had
hoped to be rewarded for meritorious
speed by a vision of beauty he was
dlsAnnolnted. A nlalnlv dressed woman
of medium height and else half rose
from a chair at his entrance, and she
. was so closely veiled In thick, ugly
tissue that to search vainly for her
features was like being struck vlo
lently with blindness.
"Forgive my disturbing you," the
Veiled ladybegan, in a cultivated. If
somewhat affected voice, "but it was
necessary that I should see you, early.
A great deal depends upon it. I saw
vnu advertisement last niffht for the
first time, it gave your aaaress, ana
though you Invite your clients to write,
: not to call, I ventured to disobey. I
have come to you because you must be
a relation of Blr Gordon Kace. li s not
- a common name."
Christopher smiled and began to be
a little bored, for he hated gusnt ana
'as he was something of a hero sines
the Dinvanlan affair, he could ailord
to choose his clients.
"Naturally I claim Blr Gordon as
my cousin,", he said, "but Blr Gordon
would not claim me, because X doubt
if he'd remember ms from any other
; member of the racs ot Adam."
"At least," the veiled visitor broke
in. "Sir Gordon wouldn't refuse to see
you If you sent In your name at his
house 7" :
"Perhaps not, if he weren't too
deeply engaged.
"That brings the," the lady went on.
"to my object. I don't ask how much
you charge for your motor, by the
hour, because the price doesn't matter.
I am anxious for you to go 'ut once,
and as quickly aa possible, to Blr Gor
don Race's house In Curson street
that means gotng-Jn your car and
' doing an errand for me. It seems
small, but it Is really of importance,
and I will pay whatever you ask In ad'
' vance."
Thanks." said Christopher.' 'But
perhaps you have forgotten that this
Is the (1st of May, the great day in
the Mendell case. Any other would be
' better for finding Sir Gordon tree. This
Is his day to address the jury in do
i, tense of Lady Mendell."
"Oh, no, I haven't forgotten," an
swered the veiled woman. "That la the
reason I chose this morning. "It'i
early, as you know, to your sorrow.'
She laughed perfunctorily. "Sir Gor-
don won'tTie at the court yet it's the
Old Bailey, Isn't It? for a couple of
hours, BJven the greatest advocates In
England must breakfast when en
gaged (n the most- Important ' case,
and I think he will be eating hla when
you arrive. It you'll kindly start at
once."
"I don't mind delaying this morning
If you give me a good reason, madam."
"My name la Miss Poinsett," his
visitor announced. "I am an old ac
quaintance, with cause for gratitude
to Sir Gordon Race. I beg you to take
him a parcel, which, to my'bellef, will
bring him the best of good luck for
this great day. He's to make his speech
in defense of Lady Mendell. Her fate
depends on Men, for it she haa a sin
gle chance for her IKe it ilea In the
effect his words may produce on the
Jury."- t ' I i ;
'That la true," said Christopher.
"Blr Gordon could draw tears from
the eye of a potato. He plays on the
. feelings ot a jury as if they were the
strings of a violin. Lady Mendell was
more than lucky to get him." '
"And I want to add to her bonne
chance by sending her advocate a
fetish," urged the lady who called her
self Miss Poinsett "You see, I am in
terested for them both. I have my
own reasons you can fancy them,
perhaps for ' not going to Sir Gor
don's house myself, and it would prob
ably be useless sending an ordinary
messenger. Such a person would never
gel Into Sir Gordon's presence, but
you will. The packet which I send,
with best and kindest wishes, must be
put Into bis own hands, Here, in an
envelone. Is payment In advance.
Break the seal If you choose, now; but
In any case 1 think you will be sat
. . Isf led."
Christopher made no further objec
lions, as it was not worth whlla to
arrue. and his client took from
leather bag which hung from her arm
a small, daintily tied-up parcel, not
: more than four inches square, and
wrapped In white paper such aa jewel
ers use.
. "There Is something rather fragile
as well aa valuable in the little oox,"
said she. "But I may trust you not to
let It drop. And you will Insist on
seeing Sir Gordon yourself. If you
send In your nams h will be certain
to see you, If you mention that it Is
Important"
A few minutes later he was spinning
towards Curson street In Scarlet Run
ner, and reached Sir Gordon's house
just as another large motor car had
drawn up before it. Evidently the oc
cupants of this car were expected
for the door was opened by a iootman
before two ladles had had time to
alight
They passed Into the hall at oncaj
but Christopher saw that they were
young and pretty, one a charming girl
with brilliant Coloring and naturally
wavy hair of a wonderful golden
brown.
Instead of asking If Blr Gordon
would see him, Christopher took out
a card and wrote on it a request for
a moment's Interview, adding that he
had "come from Miss Poinsett bring
ing a p'resent from her which must
be delivered personally'
"Please give this to Blr Gordon
Race," he said with confidence; and
the servant seeing that the name on
the card was the same aa that of his
master, invited the visitor In without
hesitation. Christopher was shown Into
a room which seemed to be a combi
nation of drawing room and library.
When ha had begun to grow Impa
tient there came through a closed door
the sound of laughter from the adjoin
ing room, and an instant later the
door opened tor Blr Gordon Race
himself.
He had Christopher's card In his
hand, accepted the young man aa a
cousin, said that he remembered their
meeting and invited him to stop for
breakfast. ;
"We're cousins, and, it seems, not
strangers, he went on, leading Chris
topher towards the open door.
"Really, vou must come. There's 1
little mystery to be cleared up. and
only you can clear it this mystery of
Miss Poinsett." By this time he had
brought the young man into the break
fast room. "I have Mrs. and Miss Col
llngwood's permission to introduce
you. They've kindly come to . wish
me luck for today, since they're not
able to see me through It, aa I hoped
they might. In half an hour they're
off house-hunting with their motor,
Instead of going into court to learn
the fate of that poor little woman."
"And before we go Blr Gordon has
nromlsed that we shall see what Miss
Poinsett has sent him," laughed the
girl with brown-gold hair, accepting
Christopher aa a relative of her host
"AIo that we shall hear what Miss
Poinsett Is like," merrily added Mrs.
Colllngwood, who was tooyoung to
be other than the girl's stepmother.
Christopher glanced from one to the
other, and guessed at in situation.
The message written on his card had
annarently caused a discussion, and
he had been called in to settle It. He
deducted that Miss Colllngwood (evi
dently an American girl, accustomed
to have every whim humored) was
either the great man s nance or on
the point of becoming so. Blr Gordon
doubtless wished to prove that Miss
Poinsett was nothing to him and
Christopher had been summoned as
an independent witness tor tne aa
fense.
Christopher frankly related the
story of the veiled lady's visit and
added that he did not know whether
she were really Miss Poinsett or a
deoutv of Miss Poinsett
"To show you that neither do I
know Miss Poinsett. I beg you'll open
the parcel,"1 said Blr Gordon to Miss
Colllngwooa. N
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Tlte girl was smiling, yet Christopher
fancied that this was not quite a joke
for her.
"Then you're to read It out to me, '
Blr Qordon answered. Ana now in'
young man was sure that he was
right In one particular; this famous
K. C. of 40 waa deeply In love with the
girl ot 20.
t There waa a delicious breakfast,
but the host and his three guests
were neglecting it No one could think
of, anything save the little white par
cel, whose dainty ribbons Miss Col
llngwood had begun halt-hesitatingly
to untie. The paper conceaiea a paste
board box and within the box, on
bed of jeweler's cotton lay a quaint
and beautiful antique watch of nearly
the siie and somewhat the shape, ot an
egg. The rich yellow gold was chased
In an elaborate pattern of tiny figures.
renrenerMng birds and animals, and
the face of the watch was of blue
enamel set round with small jewels.
"Urhit Invalv nrMnl!" exclaimed
Mrs. Colllngwood. "Just the kind ot
thing that my, husband adores."
There s a note witn it, announcea
the girl, her cheeks growing pink.
"I said you were to reaa it, insisiea
Sir Gordon.
Miss Colllngwood opened a folded
Wt of paper. "Aloud?"
Yes, aioua."
On this, yqur great day, in a great
case," the young voice reaa, "l sena
vou this In memory of another great
day In a great case; and may It bring
you the good lurk 1 wisn you. wouia
that this old Nuremhurg watch ware
filled with diamonds aa brilliant as
your own arguments: hut since I
have not those fo give, I give my best
Uf Us kind this watch is pertect, as
vou will see by the date, and an exam
ination of the works, which are unique.
Yours. ELIZABETH POINSETT.
"Elisabeth Poinsett!" echoed Blr
Gordon. "By" Jove! That case I had
forgotten."
Ah! I thought you d find the name
had associations!" exclaimed Miss col
lingwood, flushing.
'To show you how much I value
them and their souvenir, I beg you to
accept the watch," said Blr Gordon.
"Let It bring you luck instead ot me."
."I couldn't think of taking It," cried
the girl.
"For your father, If not for your-
self," pleaded Blr Qerden. "A Mrs.
Colllngwood says, it's just the thing to
please, a collector, and It s wasted on
me."
"Send It back to Miss Poinsett"
"She went away from my place
without leaving an address, Chris
topher ventured to put In.
"Buch a present from Blr Gordon
would certainly put your father In a
splendid humur, Nora, dear," suggest'
ed the pretty stepmother, with a mean
ing arch of the eyebrows, from which
Christopher deducted parental disap
proval of the K. C.'s suit Probably
Miss Colllngwood was a great heiress,
for whom her father expected a duke
ir an earl, at the least.
Nora, dear," weakened,' then yield
ed. She thanked Sir Gordon charm
ingly, and, letting the box lie on the
table, slipped the fat gold globe into
an Inside pocket of her smart tailor-
made jacket.
"We ought to be going," said Mrs.
Colllngwood, who was aa English In
type as her stepdaughter was Amer
ican. "Henry allowed us half an hour
to tell you that after all your kind
ness getting .us seats, we couldn't be
in court today. Oh, it really Is too
bad. I'm so disappointed not to hear
your speech and so Is Nora. Fancy
having to spend such a day In looking
for a country house!"
Thus speaking, she gathered up
from the fable several clippings with
photographs of country houses, which
she had been showing Blr Gordon. But
the long apology caused Christopher to-
suspect a hidden reason for Mr. Col-
1 ngwood's ultimatum. A girl half won
would be wholly won If she were al
lowed to hear her lover's eloquence to
day! His errand accomplished, his break
fast supposed to be finished, Chris-
topher- took his leave, not wishing to
linger until the departure of the ladies,
Instead of returning to the garage, he
ran out to South Kensington to call on
a possible client who had asked to see
the car, and an hour passed before he
brought the Scarlet Runner to the door
of his lodgings. He Intended to stop
for a' few momenta, pick up the corre
spondence he had missed by his early
start, and set out again on another
errand. iTntil this moment he had for-'
gotten the envelope left by the veiled
lady, out seeing it on me wow no nu
the curiosity to open. Within was a
smaller envelope, and this contained,
in lieu ot check or bank note, five gold
sovereigns. Miss Poinsett's generosity
combined itself apparently wun a wisn
to preserve her privacy as carefully as
she hid her face. Several letters had
come bypost, but one, arriving by
district messenger In Christopher's
absence had been laid on top of the
others. Opening it, his blood rushed
tingling to the riots of his hair as his
eyes traveled down the neatly type
written page, ,
"Circumstances have put the writer
Into possession of a secret which con
science compels him to reveal. If you
would save the life of Sir Gordon Race,
go backto him instantly. Say that in
the antique watch' sent him this morn
ing is an explosive strong enough to
kill six men. Even If the case be
opened, a spring must be touched
which will mean destruction."
' This was all; but It brought Christo
pher Race to his feet and set his
heart thumping. The anonymous let
ter might be a practical Joke it
might be the work of a madman; but
It might also he the truth, and, without
stopping to dwell upon probabilities,
Christopher bolted downstairs, tucking
ths sheet ot paper and envelope Into
his pocket
Oft again sped Scarlet Runner like
a red arrow, the silent chauffeur won
dering at Race's tense face and reck
less driving. Ludgate Hill waa crowded
and many precious minutes wer wasted
before Christopher. coma leap irom
the oar near the entrance to that grim
haunt of lost hopes, the Old Bailey.
' Each approach was guarded by bur
ly constables; but Christopher wrote
hastily on a visiting card: "I must see
you Instantly on a mutter ot life and
death.. It concerns the ladies who vis
ited you this morning." This he gave,
with a sovereign, to the most Intelligent-looking
.of the policemen, and
told him that somehow It must be got
immediately to Blr Gordon Race.
Christopher's face forbade argu
ments and challenged interest The
policeman vanished, to return present
ly followed by a legal-looking person
with the precise slde-whlskers of a
lawyer's cIcrkT" Sir Gordon would see
Mr. Race. Ho was to "come this way
by the counsel's entrance, please.
This picture was painted on his
brain when a hush fell upon the court
save for the rustling as people got to
their feet while the judge came In and
bowed gravely to the counsel. It was
as the Judge sat down and the murmur
swelled again that Christopher reach,
ed a seat exactly In front of Sir Gor
don Race. Leaning towards him, the
great man fixed the newcomer, with
a glance that had something of stern
ness, something of apprehension in it:
and silently he pointed to the pencilled
words on-the card. "
For reply Christopher handed him
the anonymous letter, and watched
the elder man's face change aa he
read. Would he disbelieve the warn
ing? Christopher asked himself.
Not for an Instant had Sir Gordon
accepted the supposition that the writ
er ot the anonymous letter was mad
or Jesting grimly. "What a fool
waa not to suspect!"-he said. 'There's
one person on this earth In this court
now who has everything to gain by
putting me out of the flght todny.
Great Heaven! If I had any heart
left In me, what I could make out of
this tor Lady Mendell! How I could
break her enemies if but this has
broken me. Nothing matters here.-1
musf get out of this 1 must follow
Nora Miss Colllngwood and save
her "
"Bend me instead, I beg of you
broke in Christopher. "You cant
go. You'll realise that when you're
yourself again. . If you desert Lady
Mendell now you'll condemn her to
death, and I promise you I'll do all
to save Miss Colllngwood and her peo
ple that you could. Trust me and tell
me where to go with my motor."
"You're right," said Sir Gordon, the
blood slowly flowing back to his white
face. "1 can t play traitor. Mure than
1 ' mMMMMMaWMaMaMtM
ever now I must stand by Lady Men
dell. Mrs. Colllngwood showed me the
orders to view she'd got from the
agents; I remember the names of four
houses." ,,
He called the clerk and scrabbling
four addresses on a leaf of his note
book, tore It out and gave It to the
man, with instructions. Then he re
peated the same process with Chris
topher, and had barely- Jotted down
the last name when the judge coughed
for the second time.
The cousins exchanged a look, and
Christopher turned away. By the
time he had reached the door and
stopped for one backward glance Sir
Gordon was on his feet, ready to
speak. He was still pale, but) all the
old tire burned in his eyes. Chris
topher expected to hear the stereo
typed words, "Gentlemen of the Jury,"
but to his surprise and amazement of
the court Sir Gordon began with a
request to- the Judge. Evidence of
vital Importance had" come to hand.
He begged the privilege ol recalling
two of the witnesses for the proeecu
tlon. .
Christopher dared not linger; but,
hurrying oft on his quest of lite and
CHRISTOPHER IS STUNNED BY THE EXPLOSION.
death, the question would spring into
his mind: What evidence of vital iivf
pdrtance In this case had he, all un
wittingly, brought to Sir Gordon with
the anonymous letter r
At -the first two houses the tele
grams from Sir Gordon's clerk had
arrived after the departure of the mo
torists; at the last two they nad not
been claimed. - Christopher Was at a
loss what to do for the best, for tlu
one clue he had to tl-.e Collingwooils'
movements waa lost: yet there waa no
time to Bpend by the way In making
Inquiries here and there. When he
he had thought until his heart ached,
he decided to run into 'Bath, which
now lay near, and call on tho most
prominent house agent there. ,
Twilight was drawing on when he
drew up before tho door of Richard
son . & Mtlllngton, in Bath, and
Christopher was thankful to find the
office not yet closed. To his Joy, his
wisdom In coming waB proved. The
Colllngwoods had called, between 3
and 4 o'clock, and had spent some
time discussing particulars of various
houses in the agents' books. In the
end they had found one, the descrip
tion and photograph of which hed de
lighted all three. It waa an Eliza
bethan house of some historic Interest'
called Atherton Manor, and there was
a large estate attached; but Mr. Col
llngwood had remarked that this
would be no objection If he liked the
place. It was late to visit It that
afternoon, as it lay twenty tmlles or
more out of Bath; but the American
gentleman had seemed very energetic
and had insisted upon going. He had
been Interested to hear that the owners
the two heiresses at the estate
were still living at the Manor, which
must be sold owing to the conditions
of the father's will. Mr. Colllngwood
had heard of some valuable pictures
and Jewels, which were heirlooms in
the Atherton family, for he had in
quired if they were kept in the house;
and, on being told tnat they were still
there, he had been anxtous to set 'on
at once with an order to view.
It was the heirloom that, determin
ed him; and though there was some
talk about an antique watch which
the young lady had forgotten to show
her father being as well worth his at
tention as any of the Atherton things.
ha hardly listened, but hurried the
ladles out of the office.
""Was nothing else said ' about the
watch?'' asked Christopher.
"Mr. Colllngwood promised to have
a look at it later. I think, from tne
little discussion, it was a question of
some present from a person he didn't
care for and was not Interested in;
but of course, it waa no affair of mine
and I paid no great attention."
Race waited for no more, but he
got oat of the office as. quickly as he
could with decency, and dashed off
In thefdlrection he had been told to
take. i
The approaching storm was about'
to burst. Purple clouds boiled up
over the horlson, strange clouds, edg
ed and veined with copper; and as
Scarlet Runner rushed oh, its lamps
lit for the unnatural darkness, pale
serpents of lightning writhed across
the heavens. Soon came the first big
drops of rain, heavy as nail-heads;
next, a threatening mutter of thunder
whlchv broke In an explosion of rage
at the end: ana a cataract ol water
streamed down, as if the black sky
were a coarse-meshed sieve.
There was no one of whom he could
ask the way, but he remembered that
he had been told to wheel sharp to
the right at a point where three pop
lars marked a turning; and suddenly
he saw them looming black against the
lightning, like three giant soldiers
guarding a shield of steel.
Half a mile leyond were the stone
gateposts with their carved wolves
rampant, for -which the agent had
warned him to look. The gate was
closed, and there were no lights in
the low-built lodgt, nor did anyone
come at hla call; sb tho car must he
stopped and the gate, which was not
locked, pushed open by the tired
chauffeur.
Christopher took Scarlet Runner in,
past the lodge, where there was still
no sign of life, and up a slightly
ascending avenue that turned and
twisted under a tunnel-like arch of
branches. ,
Still the avenue wound on, but half
a mile, perhaps, beyond the stone gate
posts and the dark lodge a turn in
the drive brought the tunnel of trees
to an end. Through rain and dark
ness he spied at a distance, across
wide lawns, a long, low house, whose
Irregular shape was cut, sharp and
black, out of the somber fabric of the
sky. Christopher saw no lights, but
intervening shrubberies might hide
some windows of the lower floors; and
the agent had said with certainty that
people were living In the house. Race
had slowed down, for the white glare
of his lamps on the pale mud and
Wet grass was bewildering; but he
was proceeding gently when with a
sudden bump Scarlet Runner's front
tires struck some tense -yet curiously
yielding obstacle. Surprised, Chris
topher stopped the car so abruptly
that inadvertently he stopped the en
gine aa well. s
Instantly he Jumped down ,to see
what was amiss, and even the fam-
ishing chauffeur foigot his anguish
in this new excitement.
The obstruction, whatever It might
be, was mysteriously invisible, but in
a moment Christopher had stumbled
over a thick wire tightly stretched
across the drive at a height of twelve
or fifteen inches abpve the ground.
Had Scarlet Runner been going ut an
ordir pace there would certainly
have . jn ah vgly accident , -As
Christopher pitched forward,
and righted himself hurriedly, the
chauffeur cried out, and would have
broken into excited questioning-, but
Race silenced him - with a raised
finger of warning. -
Telling the chauffeur to stana Dy
Scarlet Runner, unless called, Chris
topher began to climb a slight emi
nence, the wind and rain in his face,
as his feefsquashed through the soak
ed, spongy grass. : Mounting to the
top. he came Into full eight of the
house, above the shrubbery and some
low-growing trees. At the extreme
western end was a row of three light
ed, diamond-paned window on the
ground floor. The room within was
hidden by semi-transparent green
curtains. All the other windows In
that wing were black as this one had
been a moment ago: for the bedrooms
of the old-fashioned house doubtless
depended upon candles for light and
remained In darkness when their oc
cupants were absent.
This light whicn cast im wnite,
beam up and down, shining out
through thin white curtains, was
neither the light of a candle nor 'of a
lamp. It was a strange, wlll-o'-the-wlsp
of a light and seemed to con
firm those strange thoughts In Chris
topher Race's brain. As Christopher
noiselessly approached the lighted
panes he suddenly saw, as In a vision,
what waa passing on the other side.-
A man, with a small, wiry rigure
and a1 half-mask of crepe or some
black material hiding the upper part
of his face, was tiptoeing, catlike,
about the room, guiding his move
ments by means of a dark lantern.-
He had evidently Just satisfied nim-
self that there were things worth hav
ing in the room, despite the risk ol tne
thin curtains, and, having locked the
door of an adjoining room, he placed
on the flqor by the dressing table a
partly-filled bag of plunder, already
secured, before moving, towards the
door leading out to the corridor. Here,
he suffered a disappointment, Flash
ing his lantern up and down the oak,
he found no bolt, no key In the lock.
For a second he hesitated; but there
waa a litter of jewelled gold brushes
and bottles and boxes on the dressing
table (such luxurious things as Ameri
can heiresses cn afford o carry about
when they travel), and men of his
profession must be accustomed to such
risks, such disappointments. In old
fashioned, carelessly . conducted
houses. Having flashed a ray of li?ht
over the tempting display on the table,
he advanced to the window and softly
opened It that his way of escape might
be ready ir needed.
"I'll let tjm gather up the spoil and
then, as he comes out, I'll nab htm
and yell to my chauffeur," thought
Christopher.
For a brief moment he had forgot
ten the Nuremburg watch, and all the
conflicting Interests entangled round
It; but as the long beam of light once
more lit up the dressing-table he had
the best reasons for remembering it
again. There it lay, plainly visible, as
the dark, moving arm advanced to
push the crowding gold toilet things
aside. The lean hand grabbed it up.
iTiirot A
INSTANTLY 1
and aa It withdrew , Into shadow the
unlocked door suddenly opened. Fram
ed In a equate of dim light from the
corridor stood Nora Colllngwood, a
flickering candle In her hand.
, With a shriek of fear and surprise
she started back, then, recovering
herself, bravely rushed forward to
save her treasures. Out went the light
of. the dark lantern, and with one
spring the burglar made for the win
dow, swooping swiftly as he went to
pick up the bag at his feet. V ' "
A thousand thoughts seemed to flash
and light up Christopher's brain, like
the bursting of fireworks..
The Nuremburg watch. The thief
had it, in pocket or bag. It Christopher
grappled with him in the .struggle
they would both be kllledsperhaps the
girl too, for she was close to the win
dow, at the man's heels, and there
were voices and quick-running foot
steps In the corridor outside the oyon
door. -
There was half a second to decide
what to do, and then the lean flguro
had dashed through tne window )nto
Christopher's arms. In the shock of
surprise the escaping thief recoiled,
snatching out a revolver; and Chris
topher, seizing him with a bullylog
grip by coat collar and leather belt,
cauKht -him off his feet and cast hiin
away like a parcel. The revolver ex
ploded in the air as the man fell; and
as he touched earth there followed a
terrific detonation. Instinct impelled
Christopher to throw himself flat on
his face, but he had no time to carry
out his intention. . The force of the
explosion? even at a distance of twelve
or fourteen feet whirled him like a
leaf against the house, throwing JU
backward into the open French win
dow. ' 1 .
Broken glass alned about him;
there were cries and waving lights,
and faces bent above him as he lay
dazed and only half conscious. One
of the faces was Nora Collingwood's
or he dreamed it and dimly he
heard himself murmuring, "It's all
right you're safe Nuremburg watch
explosive I followed to warn
send word Blr Gordon."
Christopher suffered no serious in
juries, but the effects of the explosion
and the heavy tall on the back of his
head took a form resembling concus
sion of the brain. For twenty-four
hours he was unable to speak coher
ently, and the family at Atherton
Manor- might have suspected him to
be an accomplice of the dead burglar,
had it. not. been for the somewhat
confused evidence of his chauffeur,
and the knowledge of the Colllng
woods that he was a cousin of Sir Qor
don Race.
Christopher's part In the drama was
scarcely understood, and therefore the
newspaper correspondent who wrote
up the sensation In time for the morn
ing papers thought best to refer to
him but sketchily. The name of
Christopher Race became,, by a mis
print. "Christopher Dace"; but ven
had he retained the "R," which made
the difference between Importance
and insignificance, it would have mat
tered little to London that day. There
was only one Race whose name was
worth speaking, and It rang through
England. - - ' -
But the end of the murder trial had
been reached In a way which no one
could have foreseen, not even those
best acquainted with all the details of
the affair.
Blr Gordon had obtained permission
to recall two witnesses Miss Mendell
and her secretary. Miss Mendell, the
half-sister of the murdered man, had
been the principal witness against
Lady Mendell. , s '
Mlas Mendell had sought to destroy
her sister-in-law's defender, lest the
woman- she hated should be saved,
and the fortune she desired lost - The
secretary had helped her, not know
Ins' her true design, but, finding it out,
had weakened. The one mistako in
her calculations had been in trusting
him too fully. Terrible admissions
were' wrung from the .stricken man
and woman admissions bearing upon
the past as well as the present On
the incident of the Nuremburg watch
Sir Gordon Race, with almost diabolic
ingenuity, made the poisoning case
turn, and turn against Miss Mendell.
After the oross-questioning of the pair
by Lady Mendell's counsel, no jury on
earth would have convicted the young
er woman, unless the elder had first
been made to stand her trial for her
brother's murder, and , been proved
innocent v
Only one man In England could
have accomplished this change, the
world) waa saying, and perhaps a cer
tain American millionaire decided
that such a son-in-law might be al
most as acceptable as a. duke. At all
events, the engagement of Sir. Gordon
Race to Miss Nora -Colllngwood of
New York was announced before the
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which had so nearly engulfed the in
nocent But Christopher Race was
the first man allowed to offer his con
gratulations; and his Idea for a wed
ding present caused him to search the
curiosity shops for a Nuremburg watch
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(A New Adventure Next Week.) (
GASOLINE BATHS DO THE JOB.
Mexican Laborers Get Real Cleaning
Up When They Go To
Work For Uncle Sam.
. Recently the "National Civic Fed
eration commissioned Dr Thomas
Darliugton, formerly health commis
sioner, of New York City, to make a
report on sanitary conditions in the
American army on the border and in y
Mexico. He made the trip, from the
'border to General Pershing's head-
quarters in a touring car bearing two
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ftaravan transDortimr suoolies - td
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interested in the problem of driving
twenty-nine huge trucks 120 miles .
through the desert, but in particular
he was intrested in the methods of .
safeguarding the health of the men
An .whom-, the success of the trio de
pended. The military road, which has,
been Built since the American troops
went in, is in many places almost im
passable. In order to get over the
bad places two of the twenty-nine,
trucks were filled with Mexican
laborers hired by the United Statea
government to helpstalled trucks out
of trouble, lhey, ot course, came m
contact with the Americans, who op
erated the trucks, and it was neces
sary for the army surgeons to make
sure that they were in good health,
Thev were typical Mexican laborers,
and, therefore, none to clean. ,The
army sanitarians -also had reason to
believe that some of them were in
fested with insect foes that might dis
turb the peace of their slumbers. Ac
cordingly, before the laborers were
finally accepted, they were vaccinated
against smallpox and inoculated with
a typhoid fever preventive. This, of
course, tney am not nice. iaa aiier
they had been convinced of neces
sity of protection from sickness the
subject of insects was broached. The
sanitarians had decided that the onl?
safe course was to bathe each Mexi
can in gasoline. Thw-ofder, the lab
orers naturally resented, hut no time,
was to be lost in argument, and they
were won over by short but effective
means. One. by one they ere
stripped, and both they and their
clothing were subjected to a gasoline
bath.' The "efficient army sanitarians,
even gave them a gasoline shampoo.
Then, with the two trucks loaded
with' 'clean but grumbling Mexicans,
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