1933-11-17 — Page 15

•

THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. FRIDAY, NOVEMBER ~- 17,

"SHADOWS BY THE SEA"

Summer Mystery

CHAFTER XXVIII.

“The Relief Forco"

BY J. JEFFERSON FARJEON

"Ino kills 'im. Zat is a lie. 1, no killa 'im!

forward, with a cry,

"Guy)" she exclaimed. "Yes, it's mo," ropued Guy, and bla alator's impulsive smile of giadness vanished at the anxiety in his voice, "What's

1933.

But for some reason. I'm not on to, they've got to go to the wreck

rat

"Eh?" interposed the sergeant.. "Then they'll meet our folk!"

"If they're still......there," added.

It"Whatappened?" she asked. Boryl. "But suppose the police aro

"Mr. Griddle-'s ze bad one. is Mr. Griddle, e mako us. We share-oh, yes, some day!" His voice rose. When we find zem!" He laughed deliriously. "But zo ozzer, e not come. E dead in zo to-night, I see ghost. Marial. I Boo

"Btendy, my man, steady," warned the sergeant. "No one's cald any thing about killing, that I'm aware." He paused, and regarded the unfortunate walter searchingly. wreck. And zen,

Is Anderson dead, thon

it. Guy? Where have

on their way back?" "

"What makes you think they'll do that?" demanded Jessica."You said they wore dashing for liber ty-"

"Yes, I know. But the whole thing's a toss up, you see, and Mr. Fyno's probably the one person

and wo want to get known enough to hang 'em."

***IZ Mr: Fyne knows all that," queried the sergeant, in a puzzled volce, "why did they leave him there at all?”

time. "Eet is noaing about mo, Fyne7 He said he had heard from up! Whosa ghost? Anderson's" something just as quick as Wo

Anderson, didn't he? And that "Anderson?" ahricked Luigi, back

►

Cat

you been?":

"Well, It's a long story, and 1Well, we can't stop and work don't think there's much time for that out, returned Guy, You Luigi was not at his best. His

explanations," he answered, look sec-well, there's Just a possibility eyes were reving wildly showing

ing towards Jessica, "Miss Fyno that these rascals may return to the Lavish whites, and his hair was in disorder. He was also dirty and

we've we've found your father cottage..

Jessica started, and her hand collarless no one would have taken hind for a walter at a summer hotel "Dead muttored Luigi."'"'Ow

Now Jessica looked at Luigi, too. ghost

went to her heart. But she did The covered file face with his not make any response, for some whoan duty it was to be immaculate do I know?"

Hands and the hand-cuffs on blk wrists"You didn't know, so I am given

thing in Guy's volca chilled her, "What other? Who's ghost Guy, read hor anxiety, and went did not improve his appearance. to understand, when you were talk who are you talking about?" de- on, quickly:"

"I not underatanda, I not undering to Alise Fyne about him yester-manded the sergeant. There was ""No, no, it's all right. He's standa!" he cried, for the fiftieth day evening. Isn't that so, Mias no response. Now, then-speak alive. But he's been drugged or who knows the whole yarn-who all zla. I not understanda!"

“Come, come,” replied the police | Andersen wanted his bicycle back? "Anderson? No-I no seo. Ander- Aergeant "You can understanda Well," he rapped out, sharply, son! - I no killa Anderson. E make "Where's Nappy?” demanded all right, If you want to. You and did you take Anderson's bicy ma to tako 'is place. And to-night Beryl, while Jessica turned away understand why you left this clo back?" Luigi did not reply. "e tell me Anderson is dead, and it for an instant, to standy herself. "They they weren't going to, at. hotel in a hurry, don't you? And "But since Anderson was dead, that is no good to stay!" His voice "Ho's with Mr. Fyno, Beryl," first," murmured Guy, glancing to- that's what I want to know about." would have been a bit difficult. I choked - Then it roso In sudden anid Guy, · "Bit of sport, that chap. wards Jessica Fyne, and noting Luigi looked despairingly at expect, Luigi-ch? You wouldn't torror. "Zo ghost of Anderson! He stayed there while I came along her calmness with relief. "But Jessica Fyno who, with Beryl know where to find him, p'r'aps. Zo ghost? Where?"

to toll the news and to get a something made them change their Haines and Valentino Moricy, was So you dropped the bicycle into the Morley caught him. For the doctor... Hallo," he broke off. plan. Thore's another chup knock- a witness of this sceno, enacted lako...”

time being, there was no more too you've got Luigi!"

ing around there, sergeant. He's in the lounge hall of the Mermaid:

be got out of Luigi.

"Yen, but where is my father?" got some grudge against them- Hotel while the grey dawn broke

"This is a bad business," mut-cried Jessica. "What have they seems he was kept a prisoner on outside,

tored the sergeant, obviously. "A done to him?”

the wreck, and doped, too—and he's very had business. Mr. Griddle, "He's in a cottage some way in a dangerous mood. We ought to oh? Well we're after him, too, from here. Soome to have been get back as quick as we can. and this other felolw he talks about, kept n. prisoner there for some Afraid I've been longer getting Scen his ghost, ho says. Ho'a cer,while, and we were only just in the here than I should have been, tainly in a condition to see ghost! nick of time. But don't ask mo through trying a short cut through But I'm a believer in substance, and to explain things. I can't. Two the woods, and losing myself." I'll wager that other falior, who raseuls left the cottage while we "We'll start right now," nodded ever he is, is somewhere about here were hanging around, and they've the sergeant. "Where is this cot- at this monient. P'r'ups some of made for the wreck In a motor- taxe?" the others have come across him."bent. They've got SOME dirty

"I can take you to it. It's a Jone- "What are you going to do now,gimo on, and seem to be making a fly place, on the other side of tho ze sergeant?" enquired Morley, as he dash for liberty, judging by what river mouth" do and the constable who had enpwo beard of their conversation.

|tured Luigi deposited the unfortun

"Teil un, Luigi,” said · Jessica, quietly.

Luigi gave a sharp cry. Itis house was crumbling. Jessica alao uttered an exclamation, for this was the first she had heard of the Incident. In the absence of his "“Yes, I tella you!" spluttered the superior, the sergeant, was quite Italian. "I know what I tella you! unfoying himself. I tell you everyone is mad, yes. Inze Inke?" repeated Luigi, -what you say?-off his chumpi dully. "Oh, no!"

I leave zin 'otel in a 'urry, oh, yes.! "Oh, yes!" responded the ser I wish I never come to zis stelligeant. That's where we found it. It is bad place. 'Oo would not leave In the lako. it in a 'urry?"

Luigi plunged desperately.

"Why is it a bad pince, Luigi?" "Zen ze friend-'e must 'ave done asked Jessica, with a warning gion-it he cried, "I give it to ce at the sergeant. "Parhopa It] friend 'ow do I know what 'o 16. But, if what you say is truo, wiz it?"

we want to know the truth just as "Unfortunately, we saw you do Itjate waiter on a setter, much as

you do. Why fa this a yourself, Luigi," answered the sp "I'm not quite sure," answered bnd place!"

geant. That makes It a bit the sorgeant, frowning. "I'd ́Bike

The waiter turned to her. It awkward, doesn't it? Of course to get back to the wood where that was a direct challenge, and he you didn't know that Anderson had groped for some reputable method died-" of meeting it.

"Ah, Itella you," he nodded. "It in bad because “

fellow was found he forked His hend towards Lalgi"-because ""No!" agreed Luigi, vigorously, that's wirere my man lost Mr. "But you know now Wait Truelove, And, then, who was

a minute! Don't Interrupt. You Lulei lying from, when they come know now, and you knew before I upon him?"

He hesitated, and the sergeant broke in. After all, the cross-ex- told you. Otherwise you wouldn't "I thought I saw another figure, amination was his business.

have denied that you had killed air," said the constable, "but I "Because what? Go on!" he him." The Borgeant had his couldn't be sure." sald, roughly. "Don't stop to in-shrewdness. "Now, how did you vent something, my man

know that Anderson had Miss Fyne didn't tell you. told you?"

"Well, if there 1208 another. died? figure, presumably that other figure

Who met Mr. Truolove?"

you

Luigi threw up his hands. -"Listen! I tell you-I tell everysing. Mr. Griddle-'e tella mo

"Because zero are bad people in zis place," concluded Luigi, weakly, "Props you're one of the bnd people?" suggested the sergeant.

"Me? No! I not bad!" "If you're not bad." retorted the sergeant, sarcastically, "how do "Mr. Griddle?"" interposed the you explain the little bicycle ac- sergeant, sharply. "What's Mr. eldent that happened to Anderson-Griddle got to do with you?" the man whose job you've got?" The perspiration grew on Luigi's Luigi closed his eyes for a second, forehead. Both Jessica and Beryl and Jessica took a quick step for-confessed to each other afterwards ward. She ought he was going that they could not help feeling to faint. But, although he awayed, sorry for him. For a few seconds, he did not faint, The opened his he did not reply. His mind seemed eyes ngain suddenly, and shouted, to have gone blank with confusion.

Then he burst out: Atercely:

Beryl stirred. She had remain- cil a silent spectator during all this while, but now she looked at the sergeant and remarked:

"Yen ought to flud out about

"I agree, miss," nodded the ser- geant. "But my difficulty's- num. bers.. I ought to be here to resort when the inspector gets back from to be the wreck. Things seem coming to a hend, and I don't like to leave. That Italian may come round, for instance

GR-

"Can I do anything?" asked Valentine Morley, without thusiasm. "I could go off with the constable-if you'd just give me time to put on a collar or some- thing-and you could stay here"

The sergeant interposed with n} sudden, quick gesture.

"Wait a moment," he said sharp-|

"Bomeone's coming."-

They turned, and a figure passed in from the grounds. Beryl ran

(Continued on Page 4.)

Flying an all motal Wright-motored monoplane of his own design, Alexander P. De Javorsky, veteran of the Russian Imperial-Air-Forca,tut a world's record-for-amphibian-planes. when he drove his powerful craft 177.79 miles an hour at the National Air Pageant in New York. De "Seversky,,who lost a log in the World War, wave from the cockpit after his record

feat.

Patent Leather

SHOES

Made of selected pliable Patent leather with light or medium weight flexible aples, perfect ankle fit.

Three smart shapes in halfṛsizes and three fillings to aach size.

MACKINTOSH'S LTD

TAYLOR'S LONDON "DRY GIN.

SUPERLA

T

->

V

E

Sole Agents:

TAYLORS London Dey GIN

QUALITY

GANDE, PRICE & CO., LTD. St. George's Building. Ice House Streat..

Tel. No.. 20135. Hongkong.

Canton Agent:-

S. LILLICRAP,

· 72, British Concession, Canton.

The Crown Prince of Abyssinia, being greeted by the Chief Dignatory of the

Grask Church during his recent visit to Palvatino.

NEA

TO-DAY AT THE CENTRAL.

John

Barrymore

to the role he choose 'above

all others in the play that made Broadway laugh and try for a year.

The Prinse-of. Wales" and Viscount Cauliratis, olished; in a vosant golf meeting at St. Andetw’c

count winning,

Mlak the Miller, Hyltain e mööt famous sazing greyhound, shown in the film studios at Eletros, where he is taking thu Tending role in^a-film called:"Wild: Boy-

M. Tenidaris, the Greek Premier, and Ismet Pasba, Turkey's Foreign Minister, playing cards after signing the Greco-Turkish Pact for frontier protection.

Charlie Chaplin and Paulette Gode. dard, whose names "are" being/son- aucted with wedding bells, alikoajh pe foficial" sonfrmation là available.

He dubbed along for years, a teacher at pitiful pay...until he learned" that success ajustatrick. And he proved in a big- way that any man who plays the game can have wine, women and fame , at the cost of just s linfe honorf

You'll love the woundrel í :

TOPAZE

Ho's a thief sce

Prarthenleytarian by Bran W. Lery of the wige triumph by Klared Prynat MYR NA LOY Dreeld by H. D'Albedo D'Amat David D. Selenich, mereka pemben

Atio

ROSCOE ATES

"Shampoo The Magician"

Page 15Page 16