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"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"

A Summer Mystery

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BY J, JEFFERSON FÄRJEON

have a smoke. We're likely to be marooned hore for several hours, and there's the douce of a lot, to think about."

CHAPTER XVI. "Questions without Answers." The ray of Leonard's electric torch shot down across the water.

"Good idea," agreed Napoleon. It picked out from the shadow of "I always feel most brainy when a rock a little spot, some fifty yards I've got a cigarette in my mouth. away. The spot was the Daisy, on this knob. You might

with its new occupant.

try that useful lookin' spike over

"Damn!" growled Leonard, there.” fiercely. "Now we're properly"

One?"

FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 3,

1933.

"Yes, but in that caso, who "Why? perslated

Napolcon. brought our cheerful corpse upon "You know, I can't quito size you the scone?" Interposed Napoleon.up even yet. You'vo dropped into. this affair so oddly, and-you don't "Write that down for No. Three mind my saylug it, do you?-your And you can also write half of the intercat la so damned keon. I answer. A man in a dark blue think it's frightfully sporting of "Where is Mr. Fyno?" replied cont, with a tear in the coat and Leonard. "That's the first ques- one button missing, brought, the you, and all that, and I'll bot Miss

Fyne's grateful—" tion, and the most important.” body horo. Listen. We can piece

"Then why not simply accept the "One, Where is Mr, Fyno," a bit of it together. Well-dressed

cliff. The fact that I'm trying to help Miss wrote Napoleon. "What's the ans- gont is pushed over wer?"

person who pushes him over the Fyno?" suggested Leonard, smiling. cliff is presumably some sea-faring | "I assure you, I do want to help hor. But we're straying from the man"..

point, which is that a seafaring "That's a guess,"

man pushed the well-dressed gant "But I believe a right guess. over the cliff. Im came along, Yes, I'm almost sure of it, True and made things awkward. So the coaforing man took the first op- love."

I

"For the moment, an absolute blank. I had an idea we'd find him bohind that door down below. I "You know, I'm glad to have told you I heard someone brea- A shot spat out. It did not come you with me, Truelove," oald Les-thing." from the Daisy, but clipped thenard, with a laugh." "You'ro'o.k. surface of the water in the direc-in a crisis, and your conversation's tion of the boat. Leonard swung (chcoring." round with a cry.

"Look out!" he shouted. "It's all right," answered Icon. I fired that shot.”.

"No, is it?" explained Napoleon. |"Tell that to Miss Haines one day, Napo-doubtful."

will you? I sometimes think she's

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

Yes-I'm the Httle Cock Robin." admitted Napoleon rather shame facedly, looking at a revolver in

They sat down, and a few seconds later two cigarette ends glowed comfortably.

"What an odd picture wo must make to the Man in the Moon," observed Leonard, hle mind relax

"Yes, and what I can't make out le why you didn't try and smash the door open' when you were here before."

"I had two good reasons for not doing so, old chap. I had nothing lenged.

Napoleon looked at him, sharply.portunity of hiding the man ho "You've got some reason I don't had killed in a cave. There ho know for saying that he chal-stayed until he found an oppor- tunity to take the body to this to smash it with.........And-well, Mian

wreck In his boat. Or in a. boat. "Perhaps I have. But we'll { It may or may not have been hia." Haines was with me, and though she's one of the pluckiest girls I've leave that for the moment"

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ever come across-"

"Carried unanimously.'

"It didn't seem fair to put her!,

his hand. "I don't like the things,ing a little as he puffed. "Here into any more danger. After all, but I thought it might come in use- we sit, talking and smoking on a there was no knowing what was be ful. Do you know, it I hadn't had hattered old hulk--and down bolowhind that door. And, with no bout this in my pocket, I believe I'd have faded away several times. It lies a dead man." helps me just to touch It."

"But what on earth did you fire for?" demanded Leonard. "If you

meant to kill him—"

and a mile to swim to land, we woren't exactly equipped for "Yes, it's a funny position," re-l emergencies.” sponded Napoleon, scratching his noso thoughtfully, "I ought to be

"By Jove, you weren't," agreed scared stiff, but I'm rotting sert you were quite, right. But look Napoleon. "I все your point. of used to it. Here wo are, along. with a corpse. The ship may be here, I say do you still think it bristling with corpses. Yet well, was Mr. Fyne breathing?" here we are!"

"But do we know where we are? asked Leonard. "Let's try and find out. Have you got a note- book on you? Good! Then lot down these questions, and then we'll scorch for the answer."

"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

Nupoleon shed out his note- it away now! You're swinging it book, and studied the first page. ∙as if it were a dend cat! We're not likely to need it for awhile, any-

There are loads of Khymes to -how,” he added grimly. “The only 'Haines," he said, "but what human thing on board besides our-rhymes with 'Beryl'? All I could selves is already dead."

}

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

There was a short silence, during

which Leonard reviewed their no- sition. Suddenly he said:

"Let's sit down somewhere and

"Let's make that Question Num- ber Two. Who was behind the

door?"

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

"Yes, I'm watching," nodded think of was ferrule, but the end Leonard. "Personally, I don't poetic. However, business first. was behind the door. I think it of a walking-stick fan't exactly think any longer that Mr. Fyne

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