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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH.. FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 10, 1933.
"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"
A Summer Mystery BY J. JEFFERSON FARJEON
CHAPTER XXII
"The Wreck Yields Another
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"Then we'll need all the addition- al help I've 'phoned for," observed the inspector grinning, "but menn while we can't wait, and we'll have to carry on with what we've got Have you any theories as to where the two new run-aways have gone to 7"
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"Yos--but only theories," replied Leonard. "Assuming, they've not gone off together and that's al: way's possible Luigi may have takon flight and fled, and Mr. Griddle may have gone back to the wreck."
"What makes you think that?" demanded Root.
"I believe he's interested in the wreck."
"We all are. But isn't he just as interested In our wild man, as
you call him?"
"It's possible the wild man may have gone back to the wreck, too-- or, at any rate, that Griddle may have assumed it."
"But what possible object could they, or anyone else, have in visit ing a wrack?" burst out the in spector. "That's what bonts .me. However, I'll soon be there myself, and then I'll know if you theories are right or not, Mr..Sefton: I've got some men at Craydon at this moment, arranging about the boat, but I thought I'd call and see you first to find out whether you'd any nows-and I'm glad I did.”
"I wonder if you'll find our boat -the Daisy still on the beach," sald Leonard. "If she's not there, you'll be pretty certain to find someone of the wreck ahead of you."
"I'll note that. Ilas anyone here seen & boat returning to the wreck?"
He glanced round the small com- pany enquiringly.
"I haven't seen anything," said Jessica. "But then it didn't occur to me to look."
"Same here," added Napoleon. "Don't think we'd have seen much anyway, though, because the moon's been clouded over."
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"Where's Morley?" asked Leon ard.
exclaimed Napo loon, and flew away. A few mo ments later he returned, to nn- nounce, beamingly that Morley had not disappeared,
"I didn't think he had," retorted Leonard. "You won't off too quick- ly. What I meant was that, if we wake Morley, he can stay here on guard, and you can be released for more active service.”
"Ah," murmured Napoleon.. The inspector asked whother Morley wore to be trusted, and Leonard replied that he would vouch for him. Morley was the one person of whose antecedents he was
aware,
"He hasn't enough imagination to indulge in crime," said Leonard, "even if he wanted to. And hole not the kind of chap who's want to."
"Then go and wake Mr. Morley," replied the Inspector. "And then you two will both be free to join me on the beach for our trip to the wreck, or else to assist my men. in searching the district."
"I'm for the wreck," answered Leonard.
"I hate to part with Sefton," responded Napcicon, but I think I'll search the district, if you don't mind. I've really had about as much sea as I can stand for one night."
"Well, let's be moving," said Root briskly. "Mr. Truelove can wake Mr. Morley and join my mon outside, and you'll come down to the beach with me, Mr. Sefton. Good-night, Miss Fyne. I hope we'll have some nown for you presently."
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"I thought you were fast asleep," smiled the old man.
"And 'I thought you were" ro From couro de potatorted Leonard. "You didn't toll me you were going to pay the para siet pay,
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"And you didn't tell me you were going to the police station, aus wered Mt. Griddle. "But I expect He led them along the deck and www zapro 843 PI38 both our consciences got busy as down the stops to the portion of wo lay in bed. I simply had to the ship where the dead man lay. come again and see whether there As they entered the silent chamber was anything we'd overlooked-just the Inspector glanced rapidly at the as I expect you simply had to take prone figure, but it was not at tho that three-mile walk to the, polico prono figure that their guide was papporop nos unos jo tex
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Well? queried the inspector." - šļu dij za kazi yap "Well, Mr. Griddle. and did "I'm not sure that it in woll." our suppunut, og of add you find anything you'd over. replied Leonard, gravely. "The pazuri e Daisy's gone again."
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"Gone, eh?" he muttered. "Then it's time we were gone, too! By the way the Dafsu doesn't hold nine, does it Mr. Sefton"
"Twas the wind," interposed the younger man, nervously. "Fred's a wreck 'lself since the war."
"And there weren't any doad re-folk," the inspector pointed out.
"I can vouch that six is a tight squeeza," answered Leonard, miniscently.
"Thell we shall be laat, but not least," observed Root, grimly, and turned to the fishermen.. "Now, my lads, show us all you know."
Henvy clouds still obscured the The boat slipped into the water, moon, and although the night was now nearing its end, the first hint
There was one, poor man mis- ja sint," returned the superstitious fisherman, and several members of the party recalled his remark after- wards.""Twas what Fred suid,
thin' in it." any'ow. Mebbe there was some-
The Anal stage of the journey was covered, and the scarred side of grey would not lighten the of the wreck reared up above them. eastern horizon for another hour. Fastened to the chain, and rocking Thus the wreck could barely be seon gently, was the Daisy. as they made their way towards it But I thay imagined that they over the undulating sheet of black-would surprise the Daisy's late oc- cupant, they were wrong, for the 17085.
This second journey to the ship Daisy's lato occupant surprised Sefton than the first had been. them from above, and a head pop- was almost stranger to Leopard them. A voice suddenly hailed Then he and Napoleon had made ped over a battered rail, the journey alone, and had not by their
the presence decreased coriness of the occasion; but now
"Hallo!" cried the voice, "And about time, too!"
Leonard found himself looking up
"Good-night," she replied, and GREAT FLOODS IN VENICE-Venlo, the beautiful city of canals was looked towarda: Leonard. "Good-recently overflooded by great floods. Our picture shows a view from Piazza night, Mr. Softon." ..".
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"I suppose it's useless for tre ta urge you to get some, aleep?" ka asked...
"Quite impossible," sho returned, as the inspector left the room and Napoleon also slipped away to earn Valentino Morley's curses. "But I shall go to my room."
To watch at the window?" “Wouldn't you, in my place?" "I expect. I would. But don't sympathise with me while you watch. You've got the moat nervo racking job, you know. Watching is always the hardest part."
He was about to follow the in spector when she suddenly caught hla alcove. Immediately afterwards howover, she withdrew her hand, as though ashamed of her action. : "You want to say something.". hoe sald, gently: What is it?".
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"Know what that la?" enquired Mr. Griddle.
"Of course, anawerod Detective- Inspector Root. "Dynamite."
There was a silence. Suddenly Loonard turned to Mr. Griddlo and said, quietly:
"I suppose you were as surprised as we are, Mr. Griddle, when you found that dynamite?"
"Well, naturally!" axelaimed the old man.
"Then would you tell us, please, what you did expect to find when you prized up those boards?"
(To Be Continued)
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