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

"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"

A Summer Mystery BY JEFFERSON FARJEON

BINDPAÍS. Leonard Berton, running Into a leap pegrative - Mys..ry a Grmeatior, deelden to indage in a lille Amateur deloɑtire worK,

TEAM INANY, Man, a nie prvarear of the Merumid, Liviel, which is being kapi open HORNY JAA Bungemdass of na uwagner, denswa

* "Ow was 'o kill?", he whispered. | moment later, Leonard Softon came "Dunno," reputed Jim.

running round too angie of the hotel to regain the ball.

A little way off, Miss Tyna was watering a bed of rosen across- Which the shadow of 'a nedge had Jim hesitated for a second,

l'yne. A dyter.ous anger wie the hotal and talke with a sorvang tiazand Lugs. Lawr, | Lahen, Bis orad booy a found at Loa fout of and then walked towards her. Luigi

how da on WITH THIN BTORY, hung benind,

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CHAPTER VI.

"I hope we haven't stain any of your lowers, Miss yno," smiled.

ho

Leonard glanced at her, and at

"Mr. Softon-?" said Misa Fyne he mopped abrupty, muss.Fyno "Uh, Jim, run and turn off the fused uuemy, und went back tap, will you said Miss Fyne on heren, "At the root or the Cliff." when she saw him. “And then I

"No Lover mind," she mur- Jim atared at the unpleasant want you to help me nat up the mured. "Please go on with your sight with wide-open eyes and creepor by tno urawing-room win-game." mouth agape. For a moment his dow heart most stopped beating. Jim turned, glad of the little de- Jim, Then it began beating with doubio lay, and while he walked to the ita customary speed, as though to make up for the time it had lost.

Overhead A aca-guli soared, oblivious to the fact that anything unusual was happening below it. How should it know, or, knowing, why should it care? The billions of living entities comprising this world are divided from each other by impenetrable veils of Ignorance, and by the callous illusion of in- dividual imporшnce.

The game can wait," he said wail and turned the tap off, his quietly, turning back to Miss Fyno. young mistress inld down the hose."something's nappened, hasn't it?"

"Loma hore, Jim!" called Miga į Fyno, suddenly.

"Yus, miss?" replied Jim, advan- cing again.

He found her eyes boring Into his.

"Something's the matter, Jim," sald Miss Fyric, quiety. "What is it?"

Jim gulped. Now that he was It was the sudden crying of the face to face with It, he did, not sea-gull that forked the terror-like his role of nows reporter for atricken little boy to action. it was bad news, and Miss Fyne "Goly" he breathed, inade- had had more than her share of quately; and then, all at once, that lately. However, it could not turned nimbly and began speeding be helped, he plunged. up the chif path.

"'Nothin' tor do with un 'ere' Ronching the top, a moment of miss," he began, protectively, giddiness had to bo survived. Jim"But there's a dead feller on the sat down, rather abruptly, on a bench-"

little grassy knoll. "Golly!" hot Jessica Fyne's hand shot up to breather again. Only a short while her breast and she gave a little ago he had been speaking to that cry.

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milent shape. "Ureamin'!" ho "No, it ain't Mr. Fyne!" the thought, with audden hope. But boy wont on quickly. "It's a feller when ho opened his eyes after wot was speakin' to me about a tightly closing them he know that] hour ago."

"kes but...'' "Something bad?" "Yes,"

Another figure came round from the lawn-a tall, rather unga.ty figuro, all logs and arms and eye brows.

"Can't you find it?" cried the nowcomer. "Go back-they're waitin'-and I'll have a look."

The speaker was the young man who sunered from the name of Napaleon Truelove.

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

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

Napoleon Truelove started.

"Beg your pardon?" he queriai. "Would you mind? I explain lator in a few minutes. Hore's the bull."

He tossed it over. Napoleon caught it, gazed at it for enlighten- ment, murmured, "Ah right-

the silent shape stil! lay at the foot "Jim-you're telling the truth?"rightyho!" and departed, thorough- of the cliff, even though he could exclaimed Miss Fyne. "You know y mystified. no longer see it; and the sea-guil-you know it isn't my father?" The players on the lawn were atill swept with restless, mysterious Corse it ain't," replied Jim, equally mystified, and Guy Haines purpose through the clear blue sky.emphatically. "It's a well-dressed was disinclined to accept the ver-

Jim jumped up again, and ran bloke 'oo spoke ter me, like wot Idlet,

towards the hotel. The distance sea, and 'e's lyin' now, miss, et "One can't go off In the middle was not great, but it seemed great the foot of the cliff. By the gap. of a set like that he complained. this afternoon. A hand shot out is. 1 thort I better tell you and caught him when he was Aftyfust, miss" yards from his goal.

'One has," retorted his sister. "Anyway, Guy you've nothing to complain of, because we're thrce

have a chance of drawing level."

"Yes, you've done quite right "Why you runna Ilko zat?" ex-Jim, answered Misa Fyne, re-games up on you, and now you'll claimed the owner of the hand. covering herself. "Tho poor fel Jim gazed up into the pale blue low! We must go to him. Arc eyes of the Italian walter, Luigi, you sure he's dead?"

"No good runna in ze sun," "Dead as a door-nall, miss," proceeded Luigi, frowning. "You asserted Jim. "But you'd better sink Miss Fync-how. you say 7--not ge, miss. Orl we got ter do's pitch at you for being Inte?" ter tall the police",

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"Oh, come, I say," protested Napoleon, grinning. "That's bit rough on the substitute, what?"

"My dear Nappy," retorted Beryl | Haines, "you can pay the most beautiful compliment, but you Something soared above them, can't serve for nuta. If you ask "Miss Fyne never pitches Interand came down in the bed of roses. me. I believe our Mr. Leonard nobody," he retorted, somewhat One of the players had made a Sefton is Tilden or Borotra in dis-; Indignantly.

wild shot on the tennis lawn. A guise."

Jim shook himself free.

"She never pitch at me," admit- ted Luigi, smiling. "I no give 'er zo chemos. I no tell 'er when I brezk`za glusses." Then he stop- heed smiling, and stared at Jim rather hard. "Why you'runna liks: zat, eh? You seen a ghost? Tati, largo sing, in tall large sheet? Show Luigil Whoro?" He grin- | ned again, ironically.

1-scen wuss'n-a-ghost," replied· Jim.

"Oh, oh!" laughed Luigi. "Za Dovil, zen, eh? Long tail-"

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

Luigi's grin faded once more, and

he backed a little.

"A-corpse?” he muttored; and

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

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

"Dead-on zo rock," repeated Luigi, in a dazed volce.

"That's right. 'I'm jest goin' in to tell 'em. You go and 'ṛve a look, Loojy-"

"No, sank you," replied the waiter. His face was very palo, and his volca was unsteady. "I- go back wiz you. Zen-we go and avu a little look, eh? All togezzer. Si, Bil"

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

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

A baby show bold in connexion with the Southend Carnival Wook, attracted big:antry. Here are two babin, who did not like being

weighed in. (Planať Nawa),

"Only no one did ask you," obscrvod her brother, with fratern al rudences. "Well, let's get on.

Meanwhile, the subject of their discussion wza Ilstening to Jim's story, which the boy now gave in much food greater detail. Amid for conjecture, Jim was certain ok two of his details. He was cortain

check that description in a minute.".

"Shall I come, too?" asked Miss Fyno.

"No-you'd better stay here," 10 replied. “I como back im- nediately afterwards, Mie Fyne, ..nd let you know what's happened. "You needn't try to save me...” at the man lying at the foot of he begon, but he 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 Hoon, and he was certain that the save you unnecessary distress, any- man was dend.

way, If I believed you could..ho of any use, I'd nak you to comu, along."

"I knows 'a was dead, sir." he explained, solemniy, 'cos 'is chest wasn't movin' up and down."

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

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

"Ho very probably did," nodded Leonard, with a reassuring glance nt Miss Fyne. "I'll go and have a look at him. By the way, what's heliko7.Tall, short, rich, good-looking, ugly?" -

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"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 flask with some brandy in ".

Jim shook his hand.

Sho ran Indoors quickly, while

"It's not for him, it's for mo," replied Leonard. "I may faint when I see him."

"It ain't no good givin' brandy to Jim was not a good hand at a lender," he observed lugubrious- description, the only thinge he could: Y describe graphically, being boots, but the vague picture which he sketched was sufficient to causo a certain of omotion in the breast of the Italian waltor lurking in the background, and by the time the description wes completed, Luigi had faded away.

"Good enough," said Leonard. when the boy had finished. "I

Miss Fyno returned. As she handed him the flask she naked:

"What will you do?" "Tell the police." "There'll be an inquest?" "Afraid so."

(Cntinued on Panc 11.)

The crack American train Crescent Limited plunged from a trestle into Eastern Branch, near Washington. The engine, and the fret few cars left the rails, the fireman and engineer 'being killed and several people injurad. An aerial view of the train after it had left the rail. (Planet News).

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One man wa kued and two injured when an R. A. F. Virginia

shows' rescuers at work after the crash. (Planet News),

night bomber made a forcad landing at Brooklands. This picture

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