THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. MONDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1933.
"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"
A Summer Mystery BY J. JEFFERSON FARJEON
CHAPTER XXX.
"Well here we are," aald one. "Ay, and there it is," sald the
other.
Inspector Root recognised the first voice na that af Joe Moyle, the marshman, who lived in the cottage at the mouth of the creek; but he did not recognise the other volce. Wo, however, may recog nise it as that of Captain Smith,
A light was played over the dead man's form. Then:
"Yes, there it is," murmured Joe Moyle, "And you could be hang- od for that!"
ja murderer in the way a 'murderer
deaervon,"
"Well, make up your mind, Joc," ho said, more quietly, "only be quick about it, or I'll make it up for you. What'd you tell the police? That you've been playing the kind nurse, Arat to a doped Froggy, and then to a doped hotel "I don't mean to be hanged for proprietor? That'd make
wouldn't it?"
In double-cross. Get that into your ready?"
head, and we needn't quarrel... What are you doing?
"Tho boards-did I leave them like that?" said the captain, sud- denly.
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"What's that?" exclaimed Smith, SPORTS HOSE "How do we know the seamp didn't. have them on him when he called upon
us just now at my He walked to the boards beneath place?"
Smith stared at him, and his and listen to you? You're off your nut, you fool-like that Froggs which lay the dynamite. Root bad "Sauve qui peut,"
"And we let him gol" ho gasped. "Say, keep a check on that tongue we've loft back at the cottage replaced them, as he thought, with forehead grow damp.
next moment ho waved The steps drew nearer and of yours," cried the captain, his and there's a mad thing we did, fire, and a twingo of professional
the idea aside. "Don't believe, it, nenror. Outaido the chamber, voleo shaking with rage. "A mur-you like.. You talk about splitting olf-annoyance shot through him at But the
"I'm aure I don't know," answer-Joe. Ho's never have come near they paused. Then the door was derer, am 17 Well, what I've done on me, as if that was a now idea the captain's exclamation.
and would put the fear of God inte
us if he'd got the stuff on him." slowly opened, and two people once I might do again."
"Ho might have," persisted Joe. The captain bent down. entered.
"Opportunity's a fine thing." Joe me. But, darn you, somebody'd Joe Moyle. "Didn't you?"
"Maybe I did," he grunted, "but "He was well nigh demonted. Peo quoted back at him. You're going to split in any cARO, unlea wo return and slop their mouths. tough, but I rather think I'm If It Isn't Mirronneau, it'll be Fyne,t looks to me as if someone had ple don't act sanely in his condi- tion--and you'd treated him pretty tougher. You wouldn't find me as
"What about Mirronneau?" sug- badly, you know. He'd want bla easy as--ipt's saya man with his and if it isn't Fyne It'll be Mir-moved them since I was here."
ronnenu. In a few hours, the palice back turned, standing on the edge will know all they want about usgested Joe. "fe might have done whack of revenge."
"Bah!"
snapped Smith, but his of a clif,”
The captain made an effort, and about you as well as mo, my
But the captain shook his hend. tone was not convincing. He was beauty--and nothing either of us
., “Mirronnenu never did it," he plainly worried. "If you think I'm controlled himself.
ean do will stop 'em, I'd break your skull with the greatest of returned, uneasily. "Darnation-going back there, you're mistaken. pleasure, and may yet, some day. I'm sick of this place. It's begin- We've done with that hole and But meanwhile our interests are the ning to give me the creeps." He also with this one in a minute. If make for the other aldo, and let it same, because our danger is the pulled up the board, and gazed down we don't find the stuff here, wo'll "This explosion's going to make a rip Stop staring! Stop talk- and it's the last time you'll hear it, same. Yes, Fra talking sense now, into the cavity below. by God!. That little motor-boat of bit of a noise, ain't it?" suggesteding! Hell! Got busy!"
Then a ellence fell, and they left Joe, watching him. "Of mine," murmured Joe.
the chamber. Inspector Root tap #is the one thing that can
ped Leonard softly on the shoulder. "What is it they're looking for?" he whispered. carry us out of our danger, and
"I don't know," Leonard whis the atur on board this ship-some-
pered back. "Perhaps Mr. Griddle where, but God knows wherel-in
a fool doca." "It wouldn't have been the one thing that can make all worth while. we've gone through
"Do you?" asked the inspector. We may have to let it rip, but I'm game, but for thla delay and every-
going wrong," retorted There was no reply, "Have you "Glad you do, Joe," growled
game to risk half an hour. And if thing
wouldn't any idea what they're after, Mr. Captain Smith. "It's going to save
"I'm not going to cut it out. you uplit, Joe, where'll you come in Smith, savagely. “It
have, if we'd got Mirronneau and Griddle?" he pressed, and then gave a lot of talk. We sink or swim together, and that's the long, and You faked me what I'd tell the on that?"
Joe did not answer immediately. Fyno' on board-and if less had a sudden, low exclamation. "Hallo olice. Well, I'm answering you.
found out already. The-ho's not here!" the short of it."
Sounds came from outalde again. on Froggy's story puts a different "I'm not sure that I see that'll tell 'em that, not so many hours Suddenly he naked, slowly, "I aup-been
complexion upon it. Come on Captain Smith and Joe Moyle hur answered Joo, evenly. "I've come ago, this poor fellow here came to pose, akipper, I do come in
that? long way on this Craverley especially to seo you, and with you
"It's been the Iden all along, let's have our hunt. God, I've spent ried back.
"Someone's out there," breathed a hundred years hunting, it seems Journey, skipper, but I might turn that, when he did see you, he com-hasn't it?
plained of your delay in carrying back yet."
"Yes. But there's ideas that are to me. P'r'aps the last will change
"Yes, I heard," replied Joe. "By God, might you?" exclaimed out certain work for him. Certain spoken, and ideas that aren't-my luck. But it's no good looking
Smith swallowed. "We're up the captain, with audden warmth. work on this very wreck, in fact.that are just kept at the back of in here. I've raked it too thorough- "Then I was wrong. You don't He wanted to know why you were the head. No-as matters stand.ly. Outside somewhere in that against it. Joe," he muttered. "No
time for scruples," delaying, and because you were there's no need, p'r'aps, to split on darned pool" Ree! It's too late to turn back!"
"It's agreed," murmured "Skipper," interposed Joe, ab- I ain't so sure, skipper, I ain't afraid he would find out why you you, skipper. But I've just been
you stalked him Ro aure," returned Joe. "Let's have were delaying.
(Continued on Page 10.) a little chat. I've been revolving after the interview, and tipped him showing you that I hold the trump ruptly. "How do you know Mir-"Hey-what's this?"
cards If there's any little notion of ronneau hasn't found them al- things in my mind, as you might over the cliff."
"How's that?" asked Joo. didn't do it."
a fine
ours"
"It ain't going to make any noise at all," replied Smith. "It's not "Ah," nodded Joe.. "That's wise, going to happen."
a fool I always thought it was
It," replied Captain Smith. Come, but i never knew they were to that. I expect you could be hanged for it, too, Joe."
doped, skipper," replied Joe, with n "I wink. "I thought they were ill, that's all. Come to work it out, "Who's to say you didn't?"
I've not done anything so bad. "I
a bit foolish, mebbe.
game" remarked Joo, thought- fust been. gec," fully. aco."
But what have you done, skipper? Why
"Cut that out!"
Bay.
"Where's the proof that I tipped "What!" cried Smith, angrily. him over the cliff?" demanded "It this the time for a chat?Smith. "You don't suppose any. Suppose the police come viong?"
They probably will. But they're not likely to for a few minutes, and before we go any farther I'm going to get clear as to where we stand, as to where 1 stand. Well-sap pose I back out? Suppose I tell 'em what I know".
"You're a fool, Joe," roar the captain, almost livid. "What's come over you? Tell the police? That's good! D'you Яuppose I'd let you tell the police?" His tone grew jooring. "Opportunity's a fine thing.
body'd believe you, do you?"
"They might," replied Joe, and added, cynically, "Miracles happen. But-well, you never found that button that's missing from your cont, did you? What If somebody else found that button in the spot you're afraid you lost 11?"
"Hell" muttered Smith. "Yes, I can see, I'll have to smash you if you get troublesome."
"And then there's a bit more 1 might tell 'em. The police'd surely think it queer if not having killed your employer, you carefully hid his body in a cave, and then brought it to this wreek, to blow it to smithereens with the old hulk? And then-"
"Oh, I'm not saying it would be childs-play," greed Joe, coolly. "But then, if there were any easy way out of this, you or I would
"And thon-and then--and take it without thinking twice-or caring a damn about the other. I then-" shouted the captain, shak- I'm wondering whether my easlesting his fist. "How much longer do way out la to let the law deal with. you expect I'm going to stop here
Smith.
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