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THIRD INSTALLMENT
SYNOPSIS.
In her apartment at the L«lan<1 Etta,
tougher of Lord AaMeigh, l mttrdered
there is any m*i—of my •ken-
ton."
Not yet professor. I am terry to
gay," Quest replied. "Come in Mi shut
the door."
-There is a ro-ing lady here," he
w d th': Ashieirri diamond Mcktec* r.&- "who caught me op upon the
^" the^hand* of 'sanf^rd" Qn*st kaowr. landing She, too, I betieTe, wishes
nd feared a* the master criminologist of ^ g€< you."
the world. He takes Lenora, Ella's maid. L ,
to Ms own apartments ar.d tbrocgt hyo-1 He threw epen the door a..'I stood
tifm and the u«e of electro-telepathic ap- 0Q one gjje. A young woman came
pliantes dltrmer* her connection with tre .. . , , tK.
rrlme. r- covers the diamonds and arreau a little hesitatingly into the room. Her
the mnrd*r«-r, Macdougal. Lenora'# ho*- hair was plainly brushed back, and
band, tho jgh nearly trapped to his death } v „„ iress oi ^ gal-
in a ton<h tenement house while angag*! ia« %-re •*J,° severe uresa 01 uic o .
w. 4 tough .. —.
to the work. Lenora becomes one of
Quest's assistants. The detective to called
In to lnvestlraie the theft of the skeleton
of an ape. of X rd Ashleigh. Macdoural
secapea white on his way to prison. A
it ring of diamonds Is mysteriously stolen
from Mrs. Rhelaholdt djrtng a reception.
THE POCKET WIRELESS.
ration Army.
Want to see me, young lady?"
Quest asked.
She held oat a book.
"My name is Miss Qulgg" she said.
"I want to ask you for a subscrip-
tion to our funds,'
the professor's serra&t Craig, m
there, 1istaxzgT"
'Irspeczer French has tad his men
wwr*v-ff Craig erer siaee the right of
the robbery.' ;ii«iy remirked Quest.
"What's tsa*? Answer the telep -e.
Lenora."
Lenora ob?ye*L
"It's Inspector Fr" J." she an-
Boraced. "He wat_ :o speak to
you."
Quest nodded and held out his hand
for the receiver.
"Hello. Preach!" he exclaimed
"Anything fresh V
"Nothing much." was the answer
One of my men. though, who has
been up Mayton aTenue way, brought
! ia something I found rather interest-
ing this morning. I want you to come
round and see it."
"Go right ahead and tell me about
It," Quest invited.
"Tea know we've been shadowing
Craig." the inspector continued. "Not
much lack op till no*. Fellow seems
never to leave his master's side. We
hare had a couple of men up there,
though, and one of them brought in a j
curious-looking object he picked up
just outside the back of the professor's
grounds."
"What is the thing?" Quest asked.
"Well. I want you to see whether
you agree with me." French went on.
"If you can't come round, I'll come to
you."
"So necessity," Quest replied.
"We've got over little difficulties of
j that sort. Laura, just tack on the
"The Hut, Professor! The Hut Is on Fire!"
Quest frowned a little. j r^ototelesme," he added, holding the
CHAPTER VIII. "Very weM. Miss Qulgg. you shall away for a moment "One
hare a donation. I am busy today, but moment French. There that's right,"
Mr. Sanford Quest sat in his favorite ^j] at the hour tomorrow and j he adde<1' as La"™- ^ deft fingers
chair, his cigar Inclined toward the my ^cretary shall have a check ready arranged *'hat seemed to be a
left hand corner of his mouth, his at- for yon - sensitized mirror to the instru-
ction riveted upon a email lnstru- snined her gratitude. ment. "Now, French, hold up the
ment which he was supporting upon xhe professor laid his hand upon
bis knee. He glanced across the room her arTn as she passed.
to where Lenora was bending over "Young lady." he observed, "you
her desk, seem very much in earnest about your
"We're done It this time, young' work."
woman," he declared triumphantly.
•It's all O. K., working like a little
peach."
Lenora rose and came toward him.
"Ia that the pocket wireless?"
He nodded.
"I've had Morrison out at Harlem
all the morning to test It" he told
her. I've sent him at least half a
dozen messages from this easy chair,
and got the replies. How are you get-
ting on with the coder
"Not so badly for a stupid person,"
Lenora replied.
Laura, who bad been busy with
some papers at the farther end of
the room, came over and Joined them.
"Say, it's a dandy little affair, that,
Mr. Quest." she exclaimed. "I had a a pseudonym?"
"It is only the people in earnest,
sir," she answered, "who can do any
good in the world. My work is worth
being In earnest about"
"You compel my admiration. My
most respectful admiration. May I,
too, be permitted?"
He drew out a pocketbock and
passed over toward her a little wad of
notes
"It Is bo kind of you," she mur-
mured. "We never hare any hesita-
tion In accepting money. May I know
your name?"
"It is not necessary," the professor
answered. "You can enter me," he
added, as be held open the door for
her, "as a friend—or would you prefer
try with it, a day or so ago. Jim spoke
to me from Fifth avenue."
"We're got It tuned to a shade now,"
Quest declared. "Equipped with this
simple little dertce, you can speak
to me from anywhere up to ten or a
dozen miles."
Quest rose to his feet and moved
restlessly about the room.
"Sar, girls," he confessed, "this is
the first time in my life I hare been
In a fix like this. Two cases on hand
and nothing doing with either of them.
Criminologist, Indeed! Whose box
Is this?"
Quest had paused suddenly In front
of aa oak sideboard which stood
against the wall. Occupying a posi-
tion upon It of some prominence was
a small black box, whose presence
there seemed to him unfamiliar.
Laura came over to bis side and
looked at It also In puzzled fashion.
"Never saw It before in my life,"
■he answered.
Quest grunted.
"H'm! No one else has been In
the room, and It hasn't been empty
for more than ten minutes." he re
marked. "Well, let's see what's Inside,
anyway."
He lifted off the lid. There was
nothing in the Interior but a sheet
of paper folded up. Quest smoothed
It out with his hand. They all leaned
over and read the following words,
written In an obviously disguised
hand:
You have embarked on a new study-
anthropology. What characteristic striken
you moat forcibly In connection with it?
Cunning? The necklace might be where
the skeleton la. Why not begin at the be-
ginning?
The note was unsigned, but In the
spot where a signature might have
been there was a rough pen drawing
of two hands, with fingers extended,
talon fashion, menacingly, as though
poised to strike at some unseen en-
emy. Quest, after their first moment
of stupefaction, whistled softly.
"The hands!" he muttered.
"What hands?" Lenora asked.
'The hands that gripped Mrs. Rhein-
holdt by the throat," he reminded
them. "Don't you remember? Hands
without arms?"
There was another brief, almost stu-
pefied silence Then Laura broke into
speech.
"What I want to know Is," she de-
manded, "who brought the thing
here ?"
"A most daring exploit, anyway,"
Quest declared. "If we could answer
your question, Laura, we could solve
the whole riddle. We are up against
something, and no mistake."
"The hand which placed that box
there," Quest continued slowly, "is
capable of even more wonderful
things. We must be cautious. Hello!"
The door had opened. The profes-
sor stood upon the threshold.
"I trust that I have done right In
coming up?" he inquired.
"Quite right, professor," Quest as-
sured him. "They know well enough
downstairs that I am always at home
to you. Come in."
"I am so anxious to learn," the pro-
fessor continued eagerly, "whether
"A pseudonym, If you please," she
begged. "We have bo many who send
us sums of money as friends. Anything
will do."
The professor glanced around the
room.
"What pseudonym shall I adopt?"
he ruminated. "Shall I say that an oak
sideboard gives you five hundred dol-
lars Or a Chippendale sofa? Or,"
he added, his eyes resting for a mo-
ment upon the little box, "a black
box?"
The two girls from the other side of
the table started. Even Quest swung
suddenly around. The professor, as
though pleased with his fancy, nodded
as his fingers played with the lid.
"Yes, that will do very nicely," he
decided. "Put me down—'Black Box,'
five hundred dollars."
The girl took out her book and be
gan to write. The professor, with a
little farewell bow, crossed the room
toward Quest. Lenora moved toward
the door.
"Let me see you out," she said to
the girl pleasantly.
Lenora opened the door. Both girls
started. Only a few feet away Craig
was standing, his head a little thrust
forward. For a moment the quiet self-
respect of his manner seemed to have
deserted him. He seemed at a loss for
words.
"What do you want?" Lenora de-
manded.
"I was waiting for my master,'
Craig explained.
"Why not downstairs?" Lenora
asked suspiciously. "You did not come
up with him."
"I am driving the professor in hi3
automobile," Craig explained. "It oc-
curred to me that If he were going to
be long here I should have time to go
and order another tire. It is of no
consequence, though. I will go down
and wait In the car."
Lenora stood at the top of the stairs
and watched him disappear. Then she
went thoughtfully back to her work.
The professor and Quest were talking
at the farther end of the room.
"I was in hopes, in great hopes," the
professor admitted, "that you might
have heard something. I promised to
call at Mrs. Rheinholdt's this after-
noon."
Quest shook his head.
"There Is nothing to report at pres-
ent, Mr. Ashleigh," he announced.
"Dear me," the professor murmured,
"this Is very disappointing. Is there
no clue, Mr. Quest—no clue at all?"
"Not a ghost of one," Quest acknowl-
edged. "I am as far off solving the
mystery of the disappearance of your
skeleton and Mrs. Rheinholdt's neck-
lace as I have ever been."
The professor took a courteous leave
of them ail and departed. Lenora
crossed the room to where Quest was
seated.
"Mr. Quest," she asked, "do you be-
lieve In Inspiration?"
"I attribute a large amount of my
success," Quest replied, "to my pro-
found belief In It"
"Then let me tell you." Lenora con-
tinued, "that I have one, and a very
strong one. Do you know that when
I went to the door a few minutes ago
article Just in front of the
ceiver. There, that's right Hold
It steady. I're got the focus of it i
now. Say. French, where did you say
that was found?"
"Just outside the professor's back :
gate," French grunted. "But you're not!
kidding me—"
"It's a finger froia the professor's
skeleton you've got thv*re," Quest in-!
terrupted.
Quest hung up the recelrer. Then
he turned toward his two assistants.
"Another finger from the profes-
sor's skeleton," he announced, "has
been found Just outside his grounds.
What do you suppose that means?"
"Craig," Lenora declared confi-
dently.
"Craig on your life," Laura echoed.
"Say. Mr. Quest, I've got an idea"
Quest nodded.
"Go right ahead with It."
"Didn't the butler at Mrs. Rhein-
holdt's say that Craig belonged to a
servant's club up town? I know the
place well. Let me go and see if I
can't Join and pick up a little Informa-
tion about the man. He must have a
night out sometimes. Let's find out
what he does? How's that?"
"Capital!" Quest agreed. "Get along,
Laura. And you, Lenora," he added,
"put on your hat. We'll take a ride
towards Mayton avenue."
CHAPTER IX.
The exact spot where the bones of
the missing skeleton was discovered,
was easily located. It was about
twenty yards from a gate which led
Into the back part of the professor's
grounds. Quest wasted very little
time before arriving at a decision.
"The discovery of the bones 60
near the professor's home," he decid-
ed, "cannot be coincidence only. We
will waste no time out here, Lenora.
We will search the grounds. Come
on."
It was hard to know which way to
turn. Every path was choked with
tangled weeds and bushes. They wau
In Front of Them Crouched an Un-
recognizable Creature.
dered about almost aimlessly for near
ly half an hour. Then Quest came
to a sudden standstill Lenora gripped
his arm. They had both heard the
same sound—a queer, crooning cry,
half plaintive, half angry.
"What's that?" he exclaimed.
Lenora still clung to his arm.
"I hate this place." she whispered.
"It terrifies me. What are we look-
ing for, Mr. Quest?"
"Can't Bay that I know exactly," the
latter answered, "but I guess we'll
find out where that cry came from.
Sounded to me uncommonly like a hu-
man efTort"
They bad made their way up as
far as the hedge, which they skirted I
for a few yards until they found an !
opening Then Quest gave vent to a j
little exclamation. Immediately in
front of them was a small hut, built j
apparently of sticks and bamboos,
with a stronger framework behind.
The sloping roof was grass-grown and j
entwined with rushes. The only apol-
ogy for a window was a queer little
hole set quite close to the roof.
There was a rude-looking door, but
Quest, on trying it, found it locked.
They walked around the place, but
found no other opening. All the time
from Inside they could hear queer
scuffling sounds. Lenora's cheeks
grew paler.
"Most we stay?" she murmured. "I
don't think I want to see vhat's in-
side Mr. Quest! Mr. Quest!"
She clung to his arm. They were
opposite the little aperture which
served as a window, and at that mo-
ment It suddenly framed the face of
a creature, human in features, diaboli-
cal in expression.
"Say, that's some face!" he re
marked. "I'd hate to spoil it"
Even as he spoke it disappeared.
"We've got to get inside there,
Lenora," he announced, stepping for-
ward.
She followed him silently. A few
turns of the wrist and the door yield-
ed. Keeping Lenora a little behind
him, Quest gazed around eagerly. Ex-
actly in front of him, clad only In a
loin cloth, with hunched-up Bhoulders,
a necklace around its neck, with blaz-
ing eyes and ugly, gleaming teeth,
crouched some unrecognizable crea-
ture, human, yet inhuman, a monkey,
and yet a man. There were a couple
of monkeys swinging by their tails
from a bar, and a leopard chained to
a staple in the ground, walking
round and round in the far corner,
snapping and snarling every time
he glanced towards the newcom-
ers. The creature In front of him
stretched out a hairy hand towards
a club, and gripped it Quest drew a
long breath. His eyes were set hard.
"Drop that club," he ordered.
The creature suddenly sprang up.
The club was waved around his head.
"Drop it," Quest repeated firmly.
"You will Eit down in your corner. You
will sleep."_
The club "slipped from the hairy fin-
gers. The tense frame, which had
been already crouched for the spring,
was suddenly relaxed. The knees
trembled.
"Back to that corner," Quest or-
dered, pointing.
Slowly and dejectedly, the apeman
crept to where he had been ordered
and sat there with dull, non-compre-
hending stare. It was a new force,
this, a note of which he had felt—the
superman raising the voice of author-
ity. Quest touched his forehead and
found it damp. The strain of those
few seconds had been intolerable.
"I don't think these other animals
will hurt," he said. "Let's have a
look around the place."
The search took only a few mo-
ments. The monkeys ran and jumped
around them, gibbering as though with
pleasure. The leopard watched them
always with a snarl and an evil light
in his eye.
They found nothing unusual until
they came to the distant corner, where
a huge piano box lay on its side with
the opening turned to the wall.
"This is where the brute sleeps, I
suppose," Quest remarked. "We'll
ttirn It around, anyway."
They dragged It a few feet away
from the wall, so that the opening
faced them. Then Lenora gave a little
cry a.id Quest stood suddenly still.
"The Bkeleton!" Lenora shrieked.
"It's the skeleton!"
It was a skeleton so old that the
bones had turned a dull gray. Quest
glanced towards the hands.
"Little fingers both missing," he
muttered.
"Remember the message?" she ex-
claimed. Where the skeleton Is, the
necklace may be also."
Quest nodded shortly.
"We'll search."
They turned over everything in the
place fruitlessly. There was no sign
of the necklace.
"You get outside, Lenora." Quest di-
rected. "I'll just bring this beaBt
round again and then well tackle the
professor."
Quest turned towards the creature,
which crouched still huddled up In its
corner.
"Look at me," he ordered.
The creature obeyed. Once more Its
frame seemed to grow more virile and
natural.
"You need sleep no longer," Quest
said. "Wake up and be yourself."
The effect of these words was in-
stantaneous. Almost as he spoke, the
creature crouched for a spring. There
was wild hatred in its close-set eyes,
the snarl of something fiendlike in its
contorted mouth. Quest slipped quick-
ly through the door.
"Anyone may have that for a pet!"
he remarked grimly. "Come, Lenora,
there's a word cr two to be said to the
professor. There's something here will
need a little explanation."
He lit a cigar as they struggled back
along the path. Presently they reached
the untidy-looking avenue, and a few
minutes later arrived at the bouse.
Quest searched in vain for a bell.
They walked round the piazza. There
were no signs of any human life. They
came back to the front door. Quest
tried the handle and found It open.
They passed into the halL
"Hospitable sort of place, anyway,"
he remarked. "Well go in and wait,
Lenora."
They found their way to the study,
which seemed to be the only habitable
room. Lenora glanced around at its
strange contents with an expression al-
most of awe.
A small motor car passed the win-
dow, driven by Craig. The professor
descended. A moment or two later he
entered the room. He gazed from
Quest to Lenora at first in blank sur-
prise. Then he held out his hands.
"You have good news for me, my
friends!" he exclaimed. "I am sure of
it How unfortunate that I was not at
home to receive you! Tell me—don't
keep me in -uspense, If you please—
you have discovered my skeleton?"
"We have found the skeleton," Quest
announced.
For a single moment the Newcomer
stood as though turned to 6tone.
"My skeleton!" he murmured. "Mr.
Quest I knew it. You are the great-
est man alive. Now tell me quickly—
I want to know everything, but this
first of all. Where did you find the
skeleton? Who was the thief?"
"We found the skeleton, professor,"
Quest replied, "within a hundred yards
of this house."
The professor's mouth was wide
open. He looked like a bewildered
child. It was several seconds before
he spoke.
"Within a hundred yards of this
house? Then it wasn't stolen by one
of my rivals?"
"I should say not," Quest admitted.
"Where? exactly did you find it?"
the professor insisted.
"I found it in a hut," Quest said,
"hidden in a piano box. I found there,
also, a creature—a human being, I
must call him—in a state of cap-
tivity."
"Hidden In a piano box?" the pro-
fessor repeated wonderingly. "Why,
you mean in Hartoo's sleeping box,
then?"
"If Mr. Hartoo Is the gentleman who
tried to club me, you are right," Quest
admitted. "Mr. Ashleigh, before we
go any further I must ask you for an
explanation as to the presence of that
person in your grounds?"
The professor hesitated for a mo-
ment. Then he slowly crossed the
room, opened the drawer of a small
escritoire, and drew out a letter.
"You have heard of Sir William
Raysmore, the president of the Royal
society?" he asked.
Quest nodded.
"This letter Is from him," the pro-
fessor continued "You had better
read it."
The criminologist read It aloud. Le-
nora looked over his shoulder:
To Prof. Kdgnr Ashleigh, New York.
My Dear 1'rofesgor: Your comtimiilrft-
tlon grandpa nnd amazes me. I can kuv
no t'lorj-. It fell to your lot to dlncover
the skeleton of the anthropoid, n marvel-
ous thing, In Ita way, and needing only
Its corollary to form thn grentcKt illocov-
ery since thn dark ages. Now you tell
me that In the pemori of Hnrloo. thn ]n«t
of the Inyaino race of flouth America von
have f'und that corollary. You have .up.
piled tlm mining link. You are In a 1,0.
Rltlon to wive to the world a (Vflnlle an<1
logical rxplannllon of the evolution of
man. I-. I me give you one wor-1 of warn-
ing. profcMor, I.Pf(,re I writ* you nt
greater length or, the mailer. Anthro.
pointful! ar<- aftlli ted more, even, than any
other ran of „ i,min, men, with }e,|""/
.(tVari y""r ••"V w*11' |p honor of
this discovery should t.r stolen from vo'i
WILLI A M HAYSMOlfo. '
The prof*rmr nodded dallberatety
as Queit finish*] the letter
"Now, perhaps yon egri understand,"
he said, why It wag riwnasnry to keeji
Hartoo absolutely hlddM,, |n „
month's time rny papers win he ready.
Then I shall electrify II,e t
shall writs not a new page but *
volume across the history of ge|er,ee
I shall—"
The door was suddenly thrcrwn
Craig sprang In. no longer me sen-
contained, perfect man-servant, but
with the face of some wild creature.
His shout was one almost ot agony.
"The hut, professor! The hut is on
fire!" he cried.
His appearance on the threshold
was like a flash. They heard his fly-
ing feet down the hall, and without
a moment's hesitation they all fol-
lowed. The professor led the way
down a narrow and concealed path,
but when they reached the little clear-
ing in which the hut was situated,
they were unable to approach any
nearer. The place was a whirlwind
of flame. The smell of kerosene was
almost overpowering. The wild yeJ
of the leopard rose above the strange,
half-human gibbering of the monkeys
and the hoarse, bass calling of anoth-
er voice, at the sound of which Le-
nora and even Quest shuddered. Then,
as they came, breathless, to a stand-
still, they -aw a strange thing. One
side of the hut fell in, and almost im-
mediately the leopard with a mighty
spring, leaped from the place and ran
howling into the undergrowth. The
monkeys . followed but they came
straight for the professor, wringing
their hands. They fawned at his feet
as though trying to show him their
scorched bodies. Then for a single
moment they saw the form of the ape-
man as he struggled to follow the
others His strength failed him, how-
ever. He fell backwards into the burn-
ing chasm.
The professor bade them farewell,
an hour later, on the 6teps of the
house. He se'emed suddenly to have
aged.
"You have done your best. Mr.
Quest," he said, "but fate has been too
strong. Remember this, though. It
is quite true that the cunning of Har-
too may have made it possible for
him to have stolen the skeleton and
to have brought it back to its hiding-
place, but it was jealousy—cruel, bru-
tal, foul jealousy which smeared the
walls of that hut with kerosene and
set light to it The work of a life-
time, my dreams of scientific immor-
tality, have vanished in those flames."
He turned slowly away from them
and re-entered the House. Quest and
Lenora made their way down the ave-
nue and entered the automobile which
was waiting for them, almost in si-
lence. The latter glanced toward his
companion, as they drove off.
"Say, this has been a bit tough for
you," he remarked. Ill have to call
somewhere and get you a glass of
wine."
She tried to smile but her strength
was almost gone. They drove to a
restaurant and sat there for some lit-
tle time. Lenora soon recovered her
color. She even had courage to speak
of the events of the afternoon when
they re-entered the automobile.
"Mr. Quest," Lenora murmured,
"who do you suppose burned the hut
down?"
"If I don't Bay Craig, I suppose you
will," he remarked. "I wonder wheth-
er Laura's had any luck"
They were greeted, as they entered
Quest's room, by a familiar little tick-
ing. Quest smiled with pleasure.
"It's the pocket wireless," he de-
clared. "Let me take down the mes-
sage."
He spelled it out to Lenora, who
stood by his side:
Have joined Servants' club disguised aa
your butler. Craig frequent visitor here
ten years ago, comes now occasionally.
Thursday evenings most likely time. Shall
wait here on chance of seeing him.
"Good girl, that, ' Quest remarked.
"She's a rare sticker, too."
He turned away from the instru-
ment and was crossing the room to-
ward his cigar cabinet Suddenly he
stopped. He looked intently towards
the Bideboard.
"What is it?" Lenora asked.
He did not answer. She followed
the direction of his gaze. Exactly in
the same spot as before reposed an-
It Was. Mrs. Rholnholdt's Necklace.
other but aomnwhat larger black box,
of the same shnpo and material as the
previous ono.
"Hay, who put that there?" he d
manded.
I eiinra shook her hend.
"I locked tho door when we went
out," aha assured him.
Qiiwt took the box Into his hand.
And removed (he lid. It sot-med half
full of cotton-wool. On the top were
n ffiw lines of writing and beneath
fhe signature of the parted
nnftrti, 1f«* rend fite form out slowly:
sr" th«
'Jtiest ti,n milton wool. Be-
hwtfb lay ftheltiltifltH's necklace'
no #6 ivmwvm.)
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Gunsenhouser, M. H. The Herald-Sentinel. (Cordell, Okla.), Vol. 22, No. 34, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 29, 1915, newspaper, April 29, 1915; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc168557/m1/4/: accessed July 3, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.