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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. MONDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1933.

"SHADOWS BY THE

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Summer Mystery BY 1. JEFFERSON FARJEON

CHAPTER XXX.

ja murderer in the way a murderer

deserves."

"Sauve qui peut,” The steps drew nearer and nearer. Outside the chamber, thoy paused. Thun the door was slowly opened, and two people onco I might do again." entered.

"Say, keep a check on that tongue of yours cried the captain, his voice shaking with rage. "A mur dorer, am 17 Well, what I've done

other.

"Opportunity's a fine thing," Joo "Well-hero we are," said one.queted back at him, "You're "Ay, and there it is," said the tough, but I rather think I'm tougher. You wouldn't find mo ne easy as-let's say a man with his back turned, standing on the edge of

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Inspector Root recognised the first voice as that of Joe Moyle, the marshman, who, lived in the cottage at the mouth of the creek; but he did not recognise the other volee. We, however, may recog aise it as that of Captain Smith.

A light was played over the dead man's form. Then;

"Yes, there it is," murmured Joo Moyle. "And you could be hang- ed for that!"

"I don't mean to be hanged for it," replied Captain Smith. "Come to that, I expect you could be hanged for it, too, Joo.".

"How's that?" asked Joe. "I didn't do it."

"Who's to way you didn't?" "I ace," remarked Joe, thought- fully. "I ace,"

"Glad you do, Joc," growled Captain Smith. "It's going to save a lot of talk. We sink or swim together, and that's the long and the short of it."

"I'm not sure that I men that," answered Joc, evenly. "I've come with you a long way on this journey, skipper, but I might turn back yet."

"By God, might you?" exclaimed the captain, with sudden warmth. "Then I was wrong. You don't avel It's too late to turn back!"

"I ain't so sure, skipper, I ain't so sure," returned Joe. "Let's have a little chat. I've been revolving things in my mind, as you might sny."

What!" cried Smith, angrily, "It this the time for a chat? Suppose the police come along?"

"They probably will. But they're not likely to for a few minutes, and before we go any further I'm going | to get clear as to where we stand,

SEA"

and listen to you? You're off your nut, you fool-like that Froggy we've left back at the cottage and there's a mad thing we did, if you like. You talk about splitting on me, as if that was a now idea and would put the fear of God inte me. But, darn you, somebody" going to split in any caso, unloa we return and stop their mouths. If it fan't Mirronnenu, it'll be Fyne, and if it lan't Fyne it'll be Mir- ronneau. In a few hours, the police will know all they want about us about you B well as me, my The captain made an effort, and beauty and nothing either of us controlled himself,

"Well, make up your mind, Joe,"can do will stop 'em. I'd brenk your skull with the greatest of he said, more quietly, "only be pleasure, and may yet, some day. quick about it, or I'll make it up But meanwhile our interents are the for you. What'd you tell the police? That you've been playing same, because our danger is the samo. Yes, I'm talking sense now, the kind nurse, first to a deped and it's the last time you'll hear it, Froggy, and then to a doped hotel by God! That little motor-boat of proprietor? That'd make

a fine ours story, wouldn't it?"

"Äh, but I never know they word doped, skipper," replied Joe, with a wink. "I thought, they were ill that's all: Come to work it out, I've not done anything so bad. Just been a bit foolish, mebbe, But what have you done, skipper? Why"

"Cut that out!"*

"I'm not going to cut it out. You asked me what I'd tell the alice. Well, I'm answering you. I'll tell 'em that, not so many hours ago, this poor fellow here came to Craverley papecially to see you, and that, when he did see you, he com- plained of your delay in carrying out certain work for him. Certain work on this very wreck. In fact. He wanted to know why you were delaying, and because you were afraid he would find out why you were delaying, you stalked him after the interview, and tipped him over the cliff."

"Whore's the proof that I tipped him over the cliff?" demanded Smith. "You don't suppose any-. body'd believe you, do you?"

"They might," replied Joe, and added, cynically, "Miracles happen. But-well, you never found that button that's missing from your

as to where I stand. Well-sup-coat, did you? What "If somebody. pose I back out? Suppose I tell

en what I know--"

"You're a fool, Joe," roaral the captain, almoal livid. "What's come over you? Tell the polica? That's good! D'you suppose I'd let you tell the police?" His tone

else found that button in the spot you're afraid you lost it?"

"Yes,

"Hell" muttered Smith.

I can ace I'll have to smash you if you get troublesome."

"And then there's a bit more I might tell 'em. The police'd surely

Krow jeering. "Opportunity's think it queer If-not having killed fine thing."

your employer, you' carefully hid "Oh, I'm not saying it would be his body in a cave, and then brought childs-play," "greed Joo, coolly.it to this wreck, to blow it to "But then, if there were any easy smithereens with the old bulk? way out of this, you or I would And then-" take it without thinking twice-or "And then-and then-and earing a damn about the other. then-" shouted the captain, shak- I'm wondering whether my easiesting his fist. "How much longer do way out is to let the law deal with you expect I'm going to stop. here

"Of mine," murmured Joe. "in the

one thing that can carry un out of our danger, and the stuff on board this ship-some- where, but God knows where Is the one thing' that can make all we've gone through worth while. We may have to let it rip, but I'm game to risk half an hour. And if you split, Joe, where'll you come in on that

In double-cross. | Get that into your | ready?""

head, and we needn't quarrelage "What's that?" exclaimed Smith, What are you doing?”...

"Thor" boards-did I leave them like that?" said the captain, sud- denly.

sharply.

"How do we know the scamp didn't have them on him whọn ha called upon uá»Just now at my place?"

Ho walked to the boards beneath

Smith stared at him, and his which lay the dynamite. Root had replaced them, as, he thought, with forehead grow damp, are, and a twinge of professional "And we let him go!" he gaspcil. self-annoyance shot through him at But the next moment he waved the captain's exclamation.

the idea naide. "Don't believe It, Joo. He's never havo como near

"I'm sure I don't know," answer- d Joe Moyle. "Didn't you?"us if he'd got the stuff on him."

The captala bent down. "Maybe I did," he grunted, but it looks to me as if someone had moved them since I was here."[[

"What about Mirronneau?" Bug- gested Joe. "He might have done it."

"But the captain shook his head. "Mirronnenu never did it," ho returned, uncally. "Darnation- I'm sick of this place. It's begin ning to give me the creeps.” He pulled up the board, and gazed down into the cavity below.

"This explosion's going to make a bit of a noise, ain't it?" suggested Joe, watching him.

"It ain't going to make any noise at all," replied Smith. "It's not going to happen."

"Ah," nodded Joe. "That's wise, I always thought. It was a fool game-"

"He might have," persisted foc. Ila was well nigh demented. Peo- ple don't act sanely In his condi. ton- and you'd treated him pretty badly, you know. Ho'd want his whack of revenge."

"Bah!" snapped Smith, but his tone was not convincing. He was plainly worried. "If you think I'm going back there, you're mistaken. We've done with that hole-and also with this and in a minute.. I we don't find the stuff here, wo'll make for the other side, and lot it rip

Stop storing! Stop talk-

ing! Hell! Get busy!"

Then a allonco fell, and they left the chamber. Inspector Hoot tap-. ped Leonard softly on the shoulder.

"What is it they're looking for?" he whispered.

"I don't know," Leonard whis- pered back. "Perhaps Mr. Griddle "It wouldn't have been a fool, does." game, but for this delay and every- "Do you?" naked the inspector. going wrong, retorted There was no reply. "Have you thing

wouldn't any Idea what they're after. "Mr. Smith, Bavagely. "It havo, if we'd got Mirronneau and Griddlo?" he pressed, and then gave Joe did not answer immediately. Fyno on board-and if less had a sudden, low exclamation, "Hallo Suddenly he asked, slowly, "I sup-been

out found

already. The--he's not here!" pose, skipper, I do come in on Froggy's story puts a different Sounds came from outside again. that?"

complexion upon it. Come on-Captain Smith and Joe Moyle hur "It's been tho Idea all along, let's have our hunt. God, I've spent ried back. hasn't it?"

a hundred years hunting, it seems "Someone's out there," breathed "Yes. But there's ideas that are to me. Prapa the last will change Smith: spoken, and ideas that aren't-my luck. But it's no good looking

"Yes, I heard," replied Joe. that are just kept at the back of in here. I've raked it too thorough- Smith awallowed. "We're up the hend. No--as matters stand. ly. Outside somewhere in that against It, Joe," he muttered. "No there's no need, p'r'aps, to split on darned pool—”

time for scruples. you, skipper. But I've just been "Skipper," Interposed Joc, nb- "It's agreed." murmured Joe. showing you that I held the trump ruptly. "How do you know Mir-"Hey-what's this?" cards if there's any little notion of ronncau hasn't found them' al-

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