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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH, FRIDAY, OCTOBER, 20, 1933,

"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"

A Summer Mystery BY J. JEFFERSON FARJEON

SYNOPSIS, Leonard Befton, rannsa Into dlap. penrabow mys.ty. Ucavarie, decides to “induge in, a like amateur detective work.

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CHAPTER VLA

"Ow was 'e kill?" he whispered.

Dunno, roped Jam:

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Įmoment later, Leonard Sefton came runjung round the angie of the A little way off, Miss Fyne was hotel to rogam toe bal. watering a bed of roses acrosa "I hope we haven't slain any pyne. A mysterious ecranger skits the hoist Which two shadow of a nedge nud your lowers, Miss Fyne," he and talks with a servant named saigi, kawe, Talien. Jim besitated for a second, smiled. he dead body found at the foot of the then walked towards her. Luigi "Mr. Softon-7" said Miss Fyne, thes. *****NOW GO ON WITH 'THE STORY ¿ hung benind.

110 appeu abrupt.y. mas r'yna Uh, Jim, run and turn off the flushed souuenty, and went back tap, with you?" said Miss Fyng on nurse. "At the Foot of the Cliff.” when she saw him... "And then I "No-Bover mind," she mur Jim stared at the unpleasant want you to help me nail up the mured. "Ficaso gu on with your sight with wide-open...... eyes. and creepor by tho' arawing-room win-game."! - mouth agape. For a momont his dow."

heart almost stopped beating. Jim turned, glad of the little de- Then It began beating with doubio lay, and white ho walked to the its customary spoed, as though to wall and turned the top off, his make up for the time it had lost. young mistress laid down the hose. Overhand fi nea-gull · sonred, "Como here, Jim!" called Miss ablivious to the fact that anything | Fyne, suddenly. unusual was happening below it.

"Yus, miss?" replied Jim, advan- How should it know, or, knowing, cing again, why should it care? The billions He found her eyes boring into

of living antities comprising this hia. world are divided from each other by impenetrable veils of ignorance, and by the callous illusion of in- dividual importance.

"Something's the matter, Jim," said Miss Tyne, quietly. "What is it?"

Leonard glanced at her, and at Jim.

"The game can walt," he said quietly, turning back to Miss Fyno. something's happened, hasn't it?"

**108. but

"Something bad?" "Yea."

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Another figure came round from the inwn-a tall, rather unga..uy gure, all legs and arms and eye brows.

"Can't you find it?" cried tha howcomer.. "Go back-they're Jim gulped. Now that he was waitin—and I'll have a look." It was the sudden crying of the face to face with it, he did not The speaker was the young man Bon-gull that jerked the terror-like his role of news reporter for who sunered from the name of stricken little boy to action.

it was bad nows, und Miss Fyne Napoleon Truelove. "Goly" he breathed, Inade-had had more than her share of quately; and then, all at once, that Intely. However, it could not turned nimbly and began speeding be helped, so he plunged. up the cliff path,

"Nothin' ter do with us 'ero' mics," he began, protectively. "But there's a dead feller on the beach-

Jessica Fyne's hand shot up to her breast and she gave a little

"I'd rather you did me another favour, Mr. Truelove," answered Leonard.

"Course! Anythin' you like!” "Take my place. Finish the game for me."

Napoleon Truclove started.

"Beg your pardon?" he queried. "Would you mind? I'll explain later in a few minutes. Here's the ball.

He tossed it over. Napoleon caught it. wazed at it for enlighten- ment, murmured, "Ah rigat rightyho!" and departed, thorough- ly mystified.

Reaching the top, a moment of giddiness had to be survived. Jim sal down, rather abruptly, on a little grassy. knoll, "Golly !" he breather again. Only a short while age he had been speaking to that cry. Blient shape. "Dreamin'!" he "No, it ain't Mr. Fynel" the thought, with Buddon hope. But boy wont on quickly. "It's a feller. when he opened his oyes after wot was speakin' to me about a tightly closing them he know that hour ago." the silent shape still lay at the foot "Jin-you're telling the truth?" of the cliff, oven though ho could exclaimed Miss Fyne. "You know no longer see it; and the sea-gull—you know it isn't my father?" The players on the lawn wore still swept with restless, mysterious Corse it ain't," replied Jim, purpose through the clear blue sky. emphatically. "It's a well-dressed Jim Jumped up again, and ran bloke 'co apoke ter me, like wot I towards the hotel. The distanco ses, and 'e's lyin' now, miss, ot waa net great, but it seemed great the foot of the cliff. By the gap. this afternoon. A hand shot out 'e in. I thort I better tell you and caught him when he was fifty | Cust, misa—” yards fram his goal.

equally mystified, and Guy Haines was disinclined to accept the ver. dict,

"One can't go off in the middle | of a set like timt!" he complained. 'One has," retorted his later. "Anyway, Guy` you've nothing to "You, you've done quite right complain of, because we're three "Why you runna like zat?" ex-Jim," answored Miss Fyne, ro- games up on you, and now you'll claimed the owner of the hand. | covering herself. "The poor fel-havo a chance of drawing level,”

Jim gazed up into the pale blue low! We must go to him. Aro "Oh, come, I say," protested eyes of the Italian waiter, Luigi. you sure he's dead?"

Napoleon, grinning. "That's a "No good runna In ze sun," "Death as a door-nail, miss," bit rough on the substitute, what?": proceeded Luigl, frowning. "You asserted Jim. "But you'd better "My dear Nappy," retorted,Beryl eink Misa Fyno-how you say?uot go, misa. Orl wa got fer do's Hainca, "you can pay the most pitch at you for being late?" ter tell the police-"

beautiful compliment, but Jim shook himself free.

Something soared above them, can't serve for nuts. If you ask "Miss Fyno novor pitches inter and came down in the bed of roses, me, I believe our Mr. Leonard hobody," he retorted, somewhat. One of the playera had made a Sefton is Tilden or Borotra in dis- Indignantly,

wild shot on the tennis lawn. A guise.'

"She never pitch at me," admit- ted Luigi, smiling. "I no give 'er. ze chance. I no tell 'er when I brezk za glasses." Then he stop- td smalling, and stared at Jim rather hard. "Why you runna like zat, ch? You acon a ghost? Toll, Large-sing-in-tall-largo-sheet 7. Show Luigi! Whera?" He grin- ned again, frenically.

"I scen Wuss'n a ghost," replied Jim.

"Oh, oh laughed Luigi. "Ze Devil, zen, oh? Long tail-"

"Yus, you be funny!" interposed Jim. "I scon a corpse!"

Luigi's grin faded once more, and

be backed a little.

"A-corpse?" he muttered; and

then added, all at once, "Maria! Number Trea."

E's down thereon the sands, 'o le," went on Jim. "I come upon 'im jest now, and 'e's lyin' thero dead, on a rock."

"Dead-on za rock," repeated Luigi, in a dazed voice.

"That's right. I'm jest goin' In

to tell 'em. You go and 'avo n look, Loojy".

"No, aank you," replied tho waiter. His face was very pale," and his voice was unsteady. "I- go back wiz you, Zen-we go and Pave a little look, eh?. All togézzür. SI, it'

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He tried to, grin egaln, but it was rather a failure. Luigi was no longer in n grinning mood.

He turned, and accompanied the hoy back to the hotel. As they drew near the building, the plomp of a ball meeting gut foll upon their cars, and a voice called from the hidden lawn, "Shot, air!" Luigi shuddered suddenly,

A baby show held in connexion with the Southend Carnival Werk, attracted a big entry, Hers are two babies, who did not like baing

weighed in. (Planet Newi),

you

check that description In- minute.".

"Shall I como, too?" neked Miss- Fyne.

"Only

no ono did ask you," observed her brother, with fratern- al rudeness."Well, lot's get 'on." Meanwhile, the subject of their

"No---you'd better, stay here," discussion was listening to Jim's tory, which that boy now gave in the replied. "I'll come back im- greator detail. Amid much food mediately afterwards, Milan Fyno, for conjecture, Jim was certain on and let you know what's happened. two of his details. He was cortam "You needn't try to sava mi- that the man lying at the foot of the bogan, but ho interposed." the cliff was the man who had "My whole object is to save you," spoken to him earlier in the after-ho exclaimed, with a smile. "To noon, and he was cortain that the save you unnecessary distress, any- man was dead.

NWAY. If I believed you could h "I know was dead, sir," ha of any uso, I'd asks you to come explained, solemnly,cos is chest along wasn't movin' up and down."

"Have you. ́ ́any idea how ha died?" asked Leonard.

· "Dunno," muttered.Jim. "Might 'ave fell over the cliff."

**"He very probably did," nodded Leonard, with a reassuring glanco at Miss Fyne. "I'll go and have a look at him. By the way, what's he like? Tall, short, rich, poor, good-looking, ugly?"

"You're very considerate."-

"I don't think so, I'm just be- having normally-and that's the best thing for all of us to do just now. Oh, I'll tell you how you can help, if you will Let me have a fisk with some brandy In It." /

Sho ran indoors quickly, while Jim shook his head.

faint

"It ain't no good givin' brandy to Jim was not a good hand at a deador," he observed lugubrious- description, the only things ho could 1y. describo graphically being boots. "It's not for him, it's for me.' but the vigile picture which he ropiled. Leonard. "I may skotched was aufficient to cause awhon I-ece him." cortain of emotion in the breast of Miss Fyns returned. As sho the Italian waiter lurking in the handed him the flask she asked: background, and by the time the "What will you do?": description was completed, Luigi "Tell the police." had faded away.

"There'll be an inquest?” "Afraid so."

"Good enough," said Leonard. when the boy had Anished. "I'H

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