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Show THE SAUNA SUN, SAUNA. UTAH THE BAT RINEHART and AVERY HOPWOOD By MARY ROBERTS Th lt. wl by Mary Roberta Bat." copyright, Rinehart and Avery Hopwood. Miss Van Gorder," began the doctor in tones of high dudgeon jack and Billy Jack would protect her ! But even as she thought of this, her heart sang again. Protect her, indeed! Poor Jack! He would find It hard enough to protect himself. If once this terrible 'man 'with the cold smile and steely eyes started questioning 6T0RY FROM THE START Defying all efforta to capture him, after a long aeilea of mur-aer- a and robberies, a super crook known only as The Bat" has brought about a veritable reign of terror. The chief of police assigns his best operative, Anderson, to get on the trail of The Bat. With her niece, Dale Ogden, Miss Cornelia Van Border is living In the country home of the late Courtletgh Fleming, who until his recent death had been president 'Of the Union bank, wrecked because of the theft of a large sum of currency. Miss Van Gorder receives a note warning her to vacate the place at once on pain of death. Dale returns from the lty, where she hnd been to hire a gardener The gardener arrives, giving his name as Brooks. He admits he Is not a gardener, but needs work Miss Cornelia tells Doctor Wells of the threatening note. They are Interrupted by the smashing of a window In the house. They find another warning note. The detective, Anderson, arrives, is told of the situation, and announces he will stay on watch that night. Miss Van Gorder tells Anderson she has an idea Courtlelgh Fleming robbed his own bank and concealed the money In the house, but the detective believes the banks cashier, Bailey, who Is missing, Is the guilty one. Brooks (who Is really Bailey, the sought-fo- r cashier, and Dale's flance) tells the girl he knows there Is a hidden room In the house. Dale tells Richard Fleming, Courtlelgh's nephew, of her knowledge of the hidden room. He gets rid of her while he seeks and finds blueprints of the house. Dale, returning, finds he has the secret In a scrap of blueprint, but he refuses to give It to her, declaring he means to have the money If It Is there. Knowing the finding of the money means everything to Bailey, Dale seizes part of the scrap of paper and during the struggle Fleming Is shot and him. CHAPTER VI Continued His right hand moved over the edge of the table halted beside an ash tray closed upon something. Sllss Cornelia arose. Is that true, Dale?" she said, sorrowfully. Dale nodded. Yes. She could not trust herself to explain at greater l ngth. Then Miss Cornelia made one of the most magnificent gestures of her life. Well, even if It is what has that got to do with it?" she said, turning upon Anderson, fiercely, all her protective Instinct for those whom she loved aroused. Anderson seemed somewhat by the fierceness of lier query. When he went on, it was with lss harshness in his manner. 'Tin not abusing this girl, he said, more gently. But behind every crime there Is a motive. When weve found the motive for this crime, well have found the criminal. Unobserved, Dales hand Instinctively went to her bosom. There It lay Me motive the precious fragment of b'ue-prin- t which she hnd torn from Fleming's grasp but an Instant before he wus shot down. Once Anderson found it In her possession the case was closed the evidence against her overwhelming. She could not destroy it it was the only dew to the hidden room and the truth that might deur Jack Bailey. But, somehow, she must hide It get It out of her hands before Anderson's third-degre- e methods broke her down or he Insisted on a search of her person, lier eyes roved wildly about the room, looking for a tiding place. The rain of Anderson's questions began anew. "What papers did Fleming burn in tiat grate?" he asked abruptly, turning biuk to Dale. Iapers!" she faltered. Papers ! The ashes are still there." Miss Cornelia made an unavailing interruption. Miss Ogden has said he didn't come into this room." The detective smiled. 1 hold In my hand proof that he was In this room for some time," he t laid, coldly, displaying the cigarette he had taken from the ash-faa moment before. "His cigarette with his monogram on It. He put the fragment of tobacco and paper carefully away In an envelope and marched over to the fireThere he rummaged among place. the ashes for a moment, like a dog uncovering a bone. He returned to the center of the room with a fragment of blackened blue paper fluttering between his fingers. "A fragment of what Is technically known as a blue-prinhe announced.-Wha- t were you and Bichard Fleming " His ejes doing with a hoied into Dale's. Dale hesituted -- shut her lit. he warned. "Now, tldnk it over! The tru'd will coii'e out, sooner or later! Better tie frank now! If he only knew bow 1 wanted to be lie wouldn't be so cruel," thought tale wearily. "But I cant 1 cant!" Then her heart gave a throb of relief jack had come hack into tha roo-mHe stopped. ld!.v half-burn- y blue-print?- . Bailey made his report, breathlessly. Nothing in the house, sir. Billy's Impassive lips confirmed him "We go all over house nobody! Nobody nobody In the house! And yet the mysterious ringing of the phone the groans Miss Cornelia had heurd! Were old wives tales and witches fables true, after all? Did a power merciless evil exist, outside the harriers of the flesh blasting that trembling flesh with a cold breath from beyond the portals of the grave? There seemed to he no other explana tion. You men stay here!" said the de 1 want to Hsk you some teetive. lie doggedly returned to questions. his of Dale. Now what about this blue print?" he .queried sharply. Dale stiffened in her chair, lier lies had failed. Now she would tell u portion of the truth us much of it as she could without menacing Jack. Ill tell you Just what happened," Flemshe began. "1 sent for ing and when he came, I asked him If he knew where there were any blueprints of the house. The detective pounced eagerly upon her admission. Why did you want blue prints? he thundered. Becuuse," Dale took a long breath, 1 believe old Mr. Fleming Look the money himself from the Union bank and hid It here. "Where did you get that Idea? Because I'd heard there was a hid den room In this house: The detective leaned forward intently. Did you locate thut room? Dule hesitated. No." Then why did you burn the blueprints? Dale's nerve was crumbling breaking under the repeated, monotonous impact of Ids questions. He burned them!" she cried wdd ly, 1 dont know wliyl" The detective paused an Instant, then returned to a previous query. Then you didn't locate this hidden Kit-har- -- 10 t, "Wont you instruct your servants that third-degreein- g killed. room ? Dules Did Ups formed a pale "No. lie?" went on Anderson, In- exorably. Dale stared at him, dully the breaking point hud come. Another question another and she would no longer be able to control herself. She would sob out the truth hysterically thut Brooks, the gardener, wus Jack Bulley, the missing cushler that the scrup of blue-prihidden in the bosom of her dress might unravel the secret of the hidden room that But just us she felt herself, sucked of strength, bcglnuing to slide toward a black, tingling pit of merciful oh ilviou, Miss Cornelia provided a diver slou. What's startled that? voice, she said, lu a the staring towurd Freucli windows. All eyes followed the direction of her stare. There wus uu instant of silence. Then, suddenly, traveling swiftly from right to lett, across the shades of the French windows, there appeared a glowing circle of brilliant white light. Inside the circle was a black, distorted shadow a shadow like the It shadow of a gigantic black hat was there then a second later, It was gone "Oil, my God!" wuiled Lizzie from her corner, "it's the But that's Ids sign ! Jack Bailey made a dash for the terrace door. Rut Miss Cornelia halted him, peremptorily. She turned to the "Wait, Brooks! detective. "Mr. Anderson, you are familiar with the sign of the But Did thut look like It? The detective seemed both puzzled and disturbed. "Well It looked like the shadow ot a hut Ill say that for It," lie said, 1 1 Anally. On the heels of Ills words the front door hell began to ring. All turned in the direction of the hull. "I'll answer thatl" said Jack Bailey, eagerly. Miss Cornelia gave him the key of the front door. Don't admit anyone till you know who It is, she said. Bailey nodded, and disappeared Into the halL There was the dick of an opening door the noise of a little scuttle then meu's voices raised In an angry disWhat do I know ubout a flashpute. light?" cried an irritated voice, "I take your havent got a pocket-flashands off me I" Bailey's voice an swered the other voice, grim, threatening. The scuttle resumed. Then Doctor Wells burst suddenly Into the room, closely followed by Bailey. The doctors tie was askew lie looked ruffled and enraged. Bailey followed tilm, vigilantly, not quite sure whether to allow him to enter er net h dear "My even if I do make a lute call, I am not to he received with violence? "I asked jou If you had a pocket-flasabout you ! answered Bailey, In (llgmiiitly. If you call a question like He seemed about to that, violence restrain the doctor by physical force Miss Cornelia quelled the teacup tempest, its all right, Brooks, she said key from his taking the front-doo- r hand und putting it hack ou the table She turned to Do tor Wells. she ex You see. Doctor Wells, plained, Just a moment before you rang the doorbell, a circle of white light was thrown on those window shades. The doctor laughed, with a certain relief. Why, that was probably the search I no light from my car! he said ticed as I drove up thut It fell directly on thut window. Miss Cornelia was not entirely at ease. "In the center of this ring of light, she proceeded, her eyes on the doctors culm countenance, was an a! most perfect silhouette of a hut. A hut! The doctor seemed at sea. "All, I see the sjmbol of the lie laughed criminal of thut name. again. I think I can- - explain what yon saw. Quite often my lamps collect Insects at night and a large moth, spread on the glass, would give precisely the effect you speak of. Just to satisfy jou, I'll go out and take a look. He turned sight of the on the floor. Why to do so. raincoat-covere- ... d If you know Two? she wailed. any safe spot lead me to It ! The doctor overlooked her sudden eruption into the scene. He wandered back again toward the huddle under the raincoat as if still unable to believe that It was or rather had been Richard Fleming. Miss Cornelia spoke suddenly, in a low voice, without moving a muscle of her body. I have a strange feeling that I'm being watched by unfriendly eyes," she said. Lizzie clutched at her across the table. "I wish the lights would go out No, I don't again! she paltered. either!" as Miss Cornelia gave the clutching hand a nervous little slap. During the little Interlude of comedy, Billy, the Japanese, unwatched had stolen to the by the others, French windows, pulled aside a blind, looked out. When he turned hack to the room, liis face had lost a portion of Its oriental calm there was suspicion In his eyes. Sofll.v, under cover of pretending to arrange the tray of food that lay untouched on the tattle, lie possessed himself of the Key of the front door, un perceived by the rest, and slipped out of the room like a ghost. Meanwhile the detective confronted Doctor Wells You say. doctor, that you came tuck to take these women away from the house. Why? The doctor gave him a dignified stare. MNs Van Gorder has already ex- plained. Mr. AnMiss Cornelia elucidated. derson has ulready' found a theory of Then he caught huddle he said, In a voice that mingled astonishment with hor ror. lie paused. UIs glance slowly traversed the circle of silent faces. CHAPTER VII Billy Practice Jiu-Jits- u We have hud a very sad occurrence here, Doctor, said Miss Cornelia, gently. The doctor braced himself. Who? Richard Fleming. Richard Fleming? gasped the doctor, In tones of Incredulous horror. Shot and killed from that stair case, said Miss Cornelia, tonelessly. The doctor knelt beside the huddle on the floor. He removed the fold of the raincoat that covered the face of the corpse and stared at the dead blank mask. Till a moment ago, even at the height of his Irritation with offBailey, he had been blithe and hand a man who seemed comparativeNow age ly young for his years. seemed to full upon him, suddenly, like a gray, clinging dust he looked stricken and feeble under the Impact of this unexpected shock. Shot and killed from that stairhe repeated, dully, lie rose way, from his knees and glanced at the fatal stairs. Then : What was Richard Fleming doing In this house at tills hour? he said. lie spoke to Miss Cornelia but Anderson answered the question. That's what Im trying to Hnd out, he said, with a saturnine smile. The doctor gave him a look of astonished Inquiry. Miss Cornelia remembered her manners. "Doctor this Is Mr. Anderson." said Anderson, Headquarters, tersely, shaking hands. Doctor addressed Miss Cornelia Wells. "I didn't tell you, doctor I sent for a detective this afternoon. Then, with mounting suspicion, "You happened In very opportunely!" The doctor pulled himself together. "After I left the Johnsons I felt "I dehe explained. very uneasy, termined to make one more effort to As get you away from this house. this shows my fears were Justified! He shook his head, sadly. Miss Cornelia sat down. His last words had her food for thought. She given wanted to mull them over for a moment. The doctor took out his handkerchief and began to mop his face, as if to wipe away some strain of mental excitement under which he was laboring. His hrenth came quickly the muscles of his Jaw stood out Died instantly, I suppose? he said, looking over at the body. "DldB't have time to say anything! Ask the young lady," said Anderson, with a Jerk of his head. "She was here when It happened. The doctor gave Dale a feverish glance of Inquiry. "He Just fell over," said the latter pitifully. Her answer seemed to relieve the doctor of some unseen weight on Ills mind. lie drew a long breath, and turned back toward Fleming's body with comparative calm. Mr. Anderson, he said, with dignified pleading, I ask you to use your Influence to see that these two ladles find some safer spot than this for the night Lizzie bounced up from her chair, Instanter. arounc from unearthly subsided Dale's heart leaving her shaken, but more at peace. The detective turned swiftly ta the doctor, as if to put his case before the eyes of an unprejudiced witness. That Jap rang the phone," he said, decisively. Miss Van Gorder believes that this murder Is the culmination of the series of mysterious happenings that caused her to send for me. I do not." "Then what Is the significance of the anonymous letters? broke In Hiss Of the man Lla-zl- e Cornelia heatedly. saw going up the stairs, of tha attempt to break into this house af the ringing of that telephone replied with one deliberate word. Terrorization, he said. The doctor moistened his dry lips in ,an effort to speak. By whom?" he aked. Anderson's voice was an Icicle. "I Imagine, bv Miss Van Gorders own servants. By that woman there," he pointed at Lizzie, who rose lnd'.g-uontl- y to deny the charge. But he ne gave her no time for denial, rushed on. who probably writes the letters." he continued. "By the garhis pointing finger found dener, Bailey, "who may have been the man I.izzie saw slipping up the stairs. By the Jap, who goes out and rings the telephone," he concluded triumphantly. Miss Cornelia seenmd unimpressed by his fervor. With what object?" she queried smoothly. That's what I'm going to find out! There was determination in Andersons reply. Miss Cornelia sniffed. Absurd! The butler was In his room when the telephone rqng for the first time." The thrust pierced Andersons armor. For once he seemed at a loss. Here was something he had omitted But he did from his calculations. not give up. He was about to retort when crash! thud! the noise of a violent struggle in the hall outside drew all eyes to the hall door. An Instant later, the door slammed open, and a disheveled young man In evening clothes was catapulted Into the living room as If slung there by a giants arm. He tripped and fell to the floor In the center of the room. Billy stood In the doorway behind him. Inscrutable, arms folded, on his face an expression of ndld satisfaction as If he were demurely pleased with a neat piece of housework, neatly carried out. The young man picked himself up. brushed off his clothes, sought for his hut, which had rolled under the table. Then he turned on Billy furiously. D n you what do you mean by bell?-'Ander- son this?" said Billy, his yellow face quite untroubled. Pretty good stuff. Found on terrace with light, he added. With searchlight? barked Ander"Jiu-jitsu- the crime," she said with a trace of sarcasm in her tones. The detective turned on her quickly. "I haven't said that." lie started. It had come again tinkling perfrom nowhere sistent the phone-cal- l the ringing of the hell of the house telephone! house "The telephone again !" breathed Dale. Miss Cornelia made a movement to answer the tinkling, inexplicable bell. But Anderson was before her. I'll answer that! he barked, lie sprang to the phone. Hello hello All eyes were bent on him, nervously the doctor's face, in particular, seemed a very tudy In fear and amazement. He clutched the hack of a chair to support him elf his hand was the trembling hand of a sick, old man. And rson swore "Hello hello impatiently. lie hung up the phone. "There's nohedv there! Again a chill breath from another e:ned to brush world than ours across the faces (if the little group in the Ihing room. A light came irto And 'rum's eves he almost "Wheres that Jap? shouted. lie just wert out," said Mi-'- s Cor nella. The cold fear the fear of the , son. The young man turned to face his new enemy. Well, why shouldnt s I he on the terrace with a searchlight? he demanded. The detective moved toward him. menacingly. "Who are you? Who are you? said the young man. with cool impertinence, giving him stare for stare. Anderson did not deign to reply. In so many words. Instead he displayed the police bad,re which glittered on the inside of the right lapel of his coat. The young man examined It coolly. I I'm." he said. Very pretty nice neat design very chaste! lie took out a cigarette case and opened it. seemingly entiielv unimpressed by both the badge and Anderson. The detective chafed If you've ( finished admiring my badge," he said with heavy sarcasm. I'd like to know what you were doing down on the terrace. The young man hesitated shot on odd. swift glance at Dale, who, ever since his abrupt entrance Into the room, had been sitting rigid in hr chair with her hands clenched tightly together Trace All Alphabets to Symbolic Pictures symbol It was the Assyrians, however, who were first to take these various symbols and give them arbitrary values ' phonetically. They were still picsounds. but tures, they conveyed Thus was formed the basis of all Roman, Hebrew, Greek, alphabets, Russian, Turkish, Armenian and Ara- bic. 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