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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1933.

"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"

A Summer Mystery BY J. JEFFERSON FARJEON

CHAPTER XVI.

**Questions without Answers"

The ray of Leonard's electric torch shot down across the water.

It picked out from the shadow of a rock a little spot, somo fifty yards away. The spot was the Daisy.

with ita now occupant.

have a smoke. We're likely to be One?"

marooned hore for several hours, "Where is Mr. Fyns?" replied and there's the deuce of a lot to Leonard. That's the Arst ques- think about."

tion, and the most important.”

always feel most braidy when "Good Idea," agreed Napoleon. I've got a cigarette in my mouth. I'll sit on this knob. You might try that useful lookin' spike over

"Damn!" growled Leonard, thers." florcely. "Now we're properly" |

wrote Napoleon. "What's the ans- wor?"

One. Where is Mr. Fyne,''

"You know, I'm glad to have A shot spat out. It did not come you with me, Truelove," said Les-fold you I heard someone brea- from the Daisy, but clipped the nard, with a laugh. "You'ro ok. surface of the water in the direc-in a crisis, and your conversation's Į tion of the bont., Leonard swung cheering," 3 round with a cry,

"Look out!" he shouted. "It's all right," answered Napo leon. "I red that shot.

"What?" exclaimed Leonard, staring at him in astonishment.

"Yes, but in that case, who "Why? ... porsisted 'Napolcon. brought our cheerful corpse upon "You know, I can't quite size you the scone?" interposed Napoleon. up oven yet. You've dropped into this affair so oddly, and—you don't write that down for No. Three mind my saying it, do you?-your And you can also writo half of the interest is so damned, keen. I answer. A man in a dark blue think it's frightfully sporting of coat, with a tear in the coat and you, and all that, and I'll bot Miss one button missing, brought the Fyna'a grateful" body here. Listen. We can plece

"That's a guess."

"Thon why not simply accept the gent is pushed over a bit of it together, Well-dressed

cliff. The fact that I'm trying to help Misa porson who pushes him over the Fyne?" suggested Leonard, smiling. "For the moment, an absolute cliff is presumably some san-faring "I assure you, I do want to help her. But we're straying from the blank. I had an idea wo'd find him man-

point, which is that a seafaring behind that door down below. I

man pushed the well-dressed gent thing."

"But I belleve a right guess. over the cliff, Jim came along. Yes, I'm almost aure of it, True and made things awkward. So th love."

seafaring man took the first op- Napoleon looked at him, sharply,portunity of hiding the man he "You've got some reason I don't had killed in 'n cave. There he know for saying that!" he chal. stayed until he found on oppor

tunity to take the body to this enged.

wreck in his bont. Or in a boat.

leave that for the moment...”

“Perhaps^{1) Jiave. But wo'll It may or may not havo beon his."!

(Continued on Page 5.)

"Yes, and what I can't make out is why you didn't try and emash the door open when you were here

"No, is it?" explafried Napoleon. | hafore.” Toll that to Misa Haines one day, doubtful." will you? I sometimes think she's

Inter two cigarette ends glowed They sat down, and a few seconds

comfortably.

"Yos--I'm the little Cock Robin."

"What an odd picture wo must admitted Napoleon rather shame- facedly, looking at a revolver in mako to the Man in the Moon," observed Iconard, his mind relax- his hand. "I don't like the things, ing a little as he puffed. "Here but I thought it might come in use- ful. Do you know, it I hadn't and we sit, talking and smoking on a this in my pocket, I believe I'd battered old hulk-nad down below have faded away several times. It lies a dead man." helps me just to touch it."-

"Khud two good reasons for not doing so, old chap. I had nothing to smash it with. And well, Mien she's one of the pluckiest girls I've Holnes was with me, and though

ever come across—" ··

"Carried unanimously.”

"--it didn't seem fair to put hor

into any more danger. After all, there was no knowing what was be hind that door. And, with no boat and a mile to swim to land, wo weren't exactly equipped for

"Yes, it's a funny position," re-emergencies," "But what on earth did you firesponded Napoleon, scratching his

noso thoughtfully. "I ought to be "By Jove, you weren't," agreed for?" demanded Leonard. "If you seared stiff, but I'm getting sort Napoleon: "I see your point. of used to it. Here we are, along You were quito right: But look! with a corpse. The ship may be here, I say do you still think it bristling with corpses. Yet well, was Mr. Vyno breathing?" hero we are!"

meant to kill him-"

+

"I didn't, protested Napoleon, "I merely meant to frighten him, You know, I'm sort of Socialist when it comes to terror. I believe in the sharing principle."

Leonard smiled.

"Well, I dare say it's just as well

• you've got that thing," he com- mented, "but be careful how you use it, and for goodness sake, put it away now! You're swinging it

an if it wara a dead cat! We're not likely to need. It for awhile, any. how," he added grimly. "The only human thing on board besides our selves is already dead,”

"I devoutly hope so, responded Napoleon, as he slipped the revol- ver back into his pocket. "But I'm not in a mood to take a bet on any- thing."

Thero was a short silence, during which Leonard roviewed their po- sition. Suddenly he said:

"Let's sit down somewhere ́and

"But do we know where we are?" asked Leonard.. "Let's try and find out. Have you got à note- book on you? Good! Then jot down theso questions; and then we'll search for the answer."

Napoleon fished out his note- hook, and studied the first page.

"Let's make that Questión Num- ber Two. Who was behind the doo?"

***Who was behind the door?'" wrote Napoleon. "We might aleo' ask how many. more doors are there, and how many more things behind them?" He glanced round uncomfortably. "We'd better koop our eyes okinned, you know, while we are demonstrating our colossal Ignorance!"

"There are loads of rhymes to 'Haines," he said, "but what rhymes with 'Beryl'? All I could "Yes, I'm watching," nodded think of was forrule, but the end, Leonard. "Personally, I don't of a walking-stick isn't exactly think any longer that Mr. Fyne poetic. However, business first. was behind the door. I think it Shoot your questions. Number was our lunatic-"

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