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' i Author qf i -THE OCCAv SIONAL OF- \ FENDER." "THE fJ WIRETAP- , r PERS." "GUN . RUNNERS.-ETC i 1 Novelized from | ' 1 THE PATHE J ' PHOTO PLAY j OF THE SAME NAME ' ~ j i w - ]

SYNOPSIS. f|)ji WindwaTO island Palldori IntrlgUM Crushing his hand, l'alldora opens the Bkt gates and floods the Island and In . Et general rush to escape the flood kldGolden's six-year-old daughter MarK calling himself "the Hammer of Sod" rescues an eighteen-year-old girl ^apthe ^cad e t Casuvantl. to whom Juice SECOND EPISODE j The House of Unhappinees. j Enoch Golden, with all hie millions, ■as a hard man. Those closest to him ■ontendod that he bad experienced Wb to make him bard. T The one person who stood in any ] ■ray intimately and personally conbeted with Golden was his young private secretary, David Manley. For voting Manley, often enough known to &ia associates as "Davie," was both mporriglbly youthful and engagingly Responsible. Golden, oddly enough, ■ecretly liked this youth for his fool- i F Golden smiled a little as he stepped into his massively furnished library ■nd found young Manley curled up | tp one of the great leather chairs mtently working over a pocket ! earn era and quite oblivious of the telephone bell shrilling from the rosewood Besk beside him. Golden, as he seated himself at this desk and curtly answered the phone call, blinked with Bock disapproval at the youth bent pver the camera. It was not until ho heard Golden's Kreat fist smite the rosewood desktop ghat Manley looked up. The man of Billions was frowning over the letter pUll in his hand. "The condition of. these tenements Lb shameful. Times are hard, and many, we find, are out of work. If you Insist on raising the rents, as you threaten, our setUement workers claim that hundreds of the poor will hgye to leave their homes. So, for the sake pf .the mothers and children alone. I Implore you to reconsider your earlier Decision. "Sincerely. • ' "AMOS SCHOFIELD, D. D." "The fools!" said Golden aloud. •The y know as much about business. Manley. as you know about bond issues! -Not raise my own rents! 1 guess Enoch Golden still knows enough to me his own business!" He stopped and looked at Manley. "What's that gim-cratk you're wast- 1 |ng your time on?" he demanded. J "Gim-crack?" laughed Manley. "It's . the neatest thing In cameras that ever came Into America. That's a new j Bwiss telescopic lens I've Just been adjusting to It. Take a snap of a flea j biting your ear eighty paces away! y your Income on those tenements, . by the wny, amounts to an annual re turn of just 43 per cent of the capital . Jnvesto«K-" But Golden's patience was exhaust- j Bd. "Get Out of here!" was his brusque ,

Command. Get •'■■wn^ to Onsw^fd'V 1 Whereupon Ma- >-' mt--:':'y took i .: departure. Tio s later 'bu - . ibrocRto :h« c'.-. my '. j : Eno -U 11 Golden s Wane. !t . us a :.. ; ,-ipt . ful tigur. -baa thai of Hi.- la:;;--*, y...j yOBtig s <•: ■ ary. And over the of this* StHrtnier as he cautiously ma-: , ■ his way through the' great house was an odd-locking band of yellow cloth. 1 cut in the form of a mask. The center of tins, drooping a; rolllike almost to 1 his upper lip. was marked by an ia- r verted crescent, which at first glance lent to the partly-covered face the faint" suggestion of an ironically laugh- f*

ing mouth. Yet the unknown stranger j was serious enough, as he stopped be- t , fore a door at the end of the second 1 i I hall and pushed on one of a row of t j mother-of-pearl buttons. The door slid 1 1 i noiselessly back at that signal, and an |- | electric elevator rose automatically to ' - the level of the floor where he stood. ! | Inside the elevator, he touched still j I I another button, whereupon the cage 1 1 rose noiselessly. Once It had come to i m stop, he leaned against the appar- i ently blank wall of the elevator shaft i and studied it closely. 1 His exploring plainly found there a i secret spring, for the next moment a 1 | panel slipped noiselessly to one side < and he stepped Into the room so art- 1 I fully fl reproofed with pressed steel ' panels and grained to look like oak, t which Golden had once used as his < I bondroom. 1 That room, although not used "for 1 years, was at the present moment far t i from empty. For pacing restlessly J back and forth, as the stranger quietly ' | entered, was a golden-haired woman 1 . of little more than twenty. The face I 1 under the mask smiled a little at her 1 sudden movement and gasp of sur- j prise as he confronted her. | I 1 "Are you still afraid of mo?" ho ' asked : ! "N-no!" hesitated the girl. I ' "I'd give a good deal," declared the j ' : other, "to know who you are!" j ' "i'm — I'm afraid 1 can't help you | 1 any. in that." she finally told him. 1 3 "Why not?" "Because I don't know myself.". "I want to take you to a man who may be interested in you. who may even prove to be very kind to you!" The pale face with the haunted eyes . suddenly hardened. "I no longer ask for kindness from men," was her almost passionate re"Oh. this old scoundrel won't be too dangerously kind, especially until the ice is broken. I warrant you that much. But with him, I'll also warrant, youll face none of' the affronts that you may have faced in the Owl's Nest." "But why should he be interested in me?" "Because you may remind him of a daughter he himself once had." "Thon what must 1 do?" "You must put on a dress I have ready, one exactly like the one bis own daughter, used to wear. And I'd like you to let down your hair." So the girl, stiil touched with wonder, was cautiously led to another part of the great house, where she let down her hair and dressed herself In a girlish little frock which she round al-ready-laid out for her. And. the wonder was still in her eyes as the masked stranger smuggled hor quietly down through the house, and. as the aged millionaire bent low to unlock the bottom drawer of his desk, motioned her s noiselessly into the library and into g an armchair facing the desk. j-, By the time Golden had raised his ii head again the mysterious stranger fi slipped out of sight. Goldeq, as he sat upright, stared for a several moments of silence at the r> strange figure in the armchair. tl "Who are you?" the grim-faced old P financier finally demanded. But the ;irl remained silent a Golden, studying her mope closely *ose unsteadily to his feet. o "How did you get here?" he asked g Ynd passing a hand across his nio.s 1; ened brow he asked still again: "Who c ire you?" c "I don't know," answered the girl. fi Golden roqe to his feet, and still s itaring hungrily at that mild yet cloud ;d lace, crossed to her side. r .He held her face between his hands, o jeering into it. Then, with a weary b ■hake of the head, hi; dropped his d lands. n '"it was too much to expect," he tuskily murmured. Too much to hopi ,\ or!" ' His grief-stricken face touched the ,i ;iri's heart. b "Oh. sir. what had you hoped tor? ij ihe managed to ask. -1 hope tor nothing," was the s, iroken man's reply. • l,ut once 1 ha. t daughter, and 1 lost her." "How did you losel.r?" r - *• ' » ."And what !■-. ame o: her?" the siart: -4 g.ri.7 ing eeiWei.lv Vtira s" h-' " V ' r u ; s"aB »» oner!" 'it* was • , r' Jjft h. told m. aiy par. i,.s .re dJad^' ' \ b< "Leov.r: r. j.;,!. d the bewildered 'f mlllienair 'Legar? But my. man's name was I'alidori " "Girl, let me sec your arm!" ®j . With trembling fingers he thrust up the flimsy sleeve, staring breathlessly

at the milk-white skin. Then a groan . of disappointment broke froar hie "No the rngyk is not there!" "What 5>w1i?" asked the wondering jfirL "My daughter carried a scar on her right arm. My men. when ahe was a child on Windward island, caught and killed a shark. The child, when no one watched her, thrust a hand In between 'ihe brute's jaws. Those dying jaws | closed on tho flesh, and an iron bar | to be used' to open them again. : And they said that scar would always ! stay with her." i The girl, wide-eyed, dropped back j the armchair. • "Why. I seem to remember," she said, staring before her. "I seem to remember years ago. rows and rows ; of sharp teeth and the sudden pain as | those teeth came together." "But the scar!" cried Golden. [ "There is no scar!" j "I seem to remember about that, j It was long ago, after Legar had me across water, and then miles and miles in-a railway train. I remember him taking me to a man who wore round eyeglasses, and showing him my arm. This man gave me something to make me sleep. Biit when I wakened my arm was sore again, for weeks and weeks. And alien it heajedxhe scar was gone. I remember—" But she stopped suddenly. for the telephone -bell close be- ■ side Golden shrilled out a sudden call. Mechanically the man at the desk took th^ receiver, his eyes still on the girl "facing him. "This is Eastman of the central of- 1 flee speaking." said the voice over the wire. "A short while ago a young j was seen entering your I house." "Well, what of it?" was the impa- ' tient inquiry. • "Our office merely wants to warn : ! you that the girl is Blondie Casey, the j come-on for the Cookson gang. Sha!e i i the smoothest swindler- in the business. And as long as that baby-eyed i ! she-crook is in Your house. Golden. house will be in danger!" Golden buna un his receiver and sat '

studyinuijjjs desktop. Tftun with his grim madtli fixed he crossed to the rear door and opened it, stepping out the hall afld peremptorily called . his butler as he did so. Manley. returning from his errand, at the same moment stepped into the room from another ifoor. He stared at girl as he stopped- to pick up his "Who are you?" he jertiy inquired, as Golden re-entered the room. Buj^ his eyes, the next moment, were on neither Golden nor the girl. His passed beyond those two strange? ly diverse figures to yet a third, the crouching figure of an eavesdropper cliuging to the wistaria vines that the huge window on the far side of the room. Manley. crossing the room on the took the window, glass and all. in leap. He lauded on a hydrangea even as the burly eavesdropper •dropped to the grass beside him. The next moment the two men clinched The fight was an uneven one, but Manley stuck to his man. He stuck to. him' until that j ■rthv, with a sudblow on the jaw. sent the litheyoung secretary staggering to the ground. Befor. Manley could recover himself. the myster: .us ^ eavesdropper held th,., ,v.r\ v.-r.vu shakM have an exit and an i t ram/, v -10. when Legar and his [scientific hu.-ud. Dr. Herman • Stein, imaged theft? triple-floor oiiice sCTle at tfsi top of the Central Tower building, thcytn-^ ' sisted on certain structural alterations in those offices. Not only was

one of tae largest windows commandeered ftir - the installation ot a strangely complex apparatus used -in ; Stein's electric wave-projector (which was announced to be the latest improvement on wireless), but the upper and lower floors of the suites were ' connected by a smooth-walled shaft which. It was explained, would make easier the passage back and forth of ' chemicals and apparatik needed by : the Illustrious. Doctor ttein In his i , carefully guarded experiments. Equally well prepared was Legar's second base of activities, tl^secret suhcellar beneath the Owl's Nest. This : second warren, deep as it stood un- 1 derground. was also provided with a secret passageway leading Into a wa- I ter-gate opening on the East river itself. . i It was from both these points that i Legar was conducting his campaign 1 against his old-time enemy Enoch i Golden. And botli of these points i miglft have remained as well hidden 1 as their user still dreamed them to be 1 had It not been for the casual agency ' of a pocket camera. For less than an i hour's work in the offices of the regis i ter of automobiles had duly shown Manley that license No. 6249 belonged < to one Prof. Herman Stein of 42 Maple i avenue. Yet Manley. armed as he was - with the knowledge of this car's iden- i tlty, showed no undue haste In Inter- 1 fcring with its movements. For still another hour of cautious shadowing 1 on the part of Golden's private secre- t tary provided him with the knowledge t that Doctor Stein was in the habit of motoring from Maple avenue to the \ Central Tower building, and -from that prosperous skyscraper to an humble | point within a block of the Owl's Nest itself. Thirty minutes later found i Manley in a telephone booth, talking i to his employer. t "Have., you received eny message t from that man Legar?" asked' the 1 younger man, after, impatiently ex- f plaining who -be was. "I Have received a message, but I 1 dop't know it came from Degar." i "Then how did you get it?" j "It was thrown through my house t window folded un in a lieer hnftle "

"Will you please read me that message. And quickly, for this is impo. j' lant." "Here it is." answered the bewil- ' dered voice over the wire. " 'You are keeping Blondie Casey a prisoner in " your house. I'nless you liberate her '' within an hour your house will go up c in flames. And after that house, your - next house, and the next.' It is signed '' "The Cookson Gang.' But what am 1 " to beiievc? What am I to do? And what is the answer to all these mys- s teries?" » "Whatever you Bo. don't let' them a get that young woman away from ° you!" « ' b Faintly the listener could hear the s sound of suliden 'talis, of quick ques- ! b tions and aifswers and counter-ques- b tion. Then the voice of Golden was ",v once more frantically- calling him over ■ '' the wire. - "Manley, Manley, is that .you? a You've spoken too late. Wilson, mv butler, has just hurried in to me here. " Ten minutes ago a stranger claimiug ' • to be a meter inspector got entrance to the house. Do von hear me. .they ve l! taken that girl! She's gone!" "Gone?" echoed Manley. "Then 1 b haven t time'to stand here talking." P himself, hod- little, time for talking over that strange- ;ii>3uction. .'For two " minutbs later his'sii;! flurried butler announced the arrival of James Gris- * wold, the pr.-s:,!. tfac- Union- ' old. "I Law v. . • .a;.:.":( among G A the OH " V. ."'y. ; about t«- ! : Un .. «! falls becau- 1. 1 ... _ ■ ah evil- pi doers. You are v. arijed. ' tl The trim-jawed millionaire turned s! on his visitor. ' n "That is not til." declare d the bank- in err\. "Nor is this afternoon's paper, rt ,-trith its bitter attack' on you and a< your tenements ali. But three hours tl later my fellow banker, Gresham'of Q'

the Third National, received a wanting identical with mine, and already the building of the Third National bank Is In flames! And what. I want to know, sir. is the meaning of it all?" The telephone bell interrupted Golden as he was about to speak. "Yes, this is Mr. Golden's house. Yes, Mr. GriBwold is here. What's that?" He leaned forward for a moment. listening. Then the receiver fell his flaccid hand. "My God, Griswold, your building is on Are! Tho Union-Traders' bank is burning." The next minute Griswold was hur rying from the house and leaping inti his waiting limousine. Golden, sitting at his desk. 6tare< startled and vacant-ej-ed before him. Yet that young secretary- who wa foolishly accepted as feather-bead ed was, at the time being, anythim idle. Ten minutes after his tall over the wire with Golden lie was li a taxicab speeding towards t£e Steii on Maple avenue. A block awa; from that house he dismounted.-saun tering casually up to the home o confederate as a tradesman'i delivery wagon stopped before it. "Boy." he said to the youthfu driver of the wagon, "that housemate at the door there is my steady. Bu we scrapped Tuid she won't even sei Here's a dollar if you let me hani in that box of groceries for you!" "Sure," said the boy, as he pocketet the bill. Manley. whistling blithely carried his armful of parcels into thi tradesman's entrance. "My driver says these things weren" odld for," he coolly announced. "Dey vass paid for. ef'ry-dlng vasi paid for!" cried the German girl. "Then you go and tell him that," the other's calm suggestion. Anc the belligerent-eyed maid strode ou: to the wagon, Manley slipped ii through tho still open door, droppet parcels and stole quickly ye guardedly up through the silent house When he came to a large room, lial and half laboratory, he staret wonder at the strange apparatui which stood on a table in the center o: this room. He heard Hie sound of ap iroaching stc-ps. Ho saw a door ou lis right and darted through it. He ealized. as soon as he had done so. hat he had committed the fatal error if diving Into a^Trap. As he peered out through the still tartly opened door he saw that it was he German maid who had entered the •oom. Then she crossed to the closet loor itself, stralghtesfed the edge of he disordered rug. closed the door ind turned the key In the lock. A moment later. Manley. with his •ar against the panel, heard the sound if heavier steps. Then came the even nore interesting sound of voices. "Veil, wat do you say of Oldt Stein low. maybe? You still t'ink he talk oolish ven he claim dose actinic rays n conjunction mit converging -wireless mpulses couldn't maybe 6tart a leetle ombustion von or two miles away, h?" "A little combustion. Stein?" said an n known voice, "you've peddled 'em ut like gunfire all over the damned ity." Manley suddenly ducked back beind a waterproof, smelling acridly pf' cid burns, for f&otstens had apToadied the defect door and the key .-as being iurnpi) in the lock. The fugitive st.ocd c'-v-.e a— Must the •all. draped by ti e \ :.terpf..of, as t!.e peetacled scientist groped hlinkingly iibout for his housecoat. 7* "Und you. Legar. if you blease. show on dor map cho«st vat remains to lit done. Vi. h buildings vill you have viped out. ven dor viping is still goot?" Manley, emerging from under cover, that the old German had left the closet door a trifle open. So moving cautiously, forward, he peered out into the room. < iustereii about the table.. bent close over the map. he could see ' Stein and I-egar and two. oT his unknown accomplices. Manley advanced silently into the room, .crouching low :-.s he waht. For on the table he had already faugljt sight of the blueprint of Steitf's projector apparatus. So. his breath, lie crept closer and still cjosbr. He had the blueprint in . handl hut before he could slip froni the table edge his presence detecic-d and liis retreah cut' b If. .lie dartefl for the window, going through ft Kke a circus rider through paper honjs., A . minute later the conspirators ; were after him. But Manley. rolling j through a clump of shrubbery and | doubling rabbit like on his pursuers. [ dodged under cover. By the "time he ! Lad recovered his breath and his wits ! slam sj.i't that d(. r the li/utenart'ji j 1 revolver was covering him. . Reach- ' i back lo his hip. Li? hand was al- . < ready on* the butt of a blue-metaled i I automatic. Before Jve could whip out j i that weapon, however, the lieutenant's j i quick eye comprehended the- move-

i- meat and his own firearm spoke first. y The shirt -sleeved flguae ffell In a .1 heap, where he had stood In the open t doorway. At the sound of that shot, /rom 1- vlthln could be heard sadden cii« and shouts and hurrying steps, i. "That's Legar." cried Manley, as be s caught Eight of the one-armed figure i- side by side with a bespectacled Gei* 1 man striving and fighting to push ■- shut the Intervening door. But the o fallen man's body lay In the way, and

<he door refused to close. Before that body could be dragged to one side, I the lieutenant and bis men were in ( through the door, wielding night- , sticks and flashing firearms, j It was Manley himself who caught j up a chair and brought it crashing down on a strangely complicated mechanism standing squarely In the light ( of the Tower window. But Legar himself had not been | idle. At the first wild charge into his tower room, the master criminal Lad [ dropped crouching behind a worktable. darted across to his parcel ' chute and there touched a hidden . spring. The next moment the chute [ .stood open and Legar was descending like a plummet to the floor below. But not before Manley had caught right of liis vanishing head and started in pursuit. Manley was joined ajninute later by the police. In the meantime Legarhad escaped to the street by way of ,i the fire escape. He hailed a taxicab and hurried eastward -to the Owl's Nest. Two minutes after Legar went rocking and swerving eastward he was followed by a stranger in a second cab." This stranger drove straight to the water iront. two blocks to the north, dismissed his taxi, and earnestly conferred with a roughly-dressed longshoreman, who later rounded the slip in a row boat and took the stranger aboard. Legar, in his quarters* beneatn tho Owl's Nest, was in .anything hut an amiable mood. He stared about at - his coterie of unsavory confederates. A gleam, of triumph showed in his narrowing eyes as he spied a" whitefaced girl in a chair near the fireplace. "So we've got you back, little one?" he mocked. She winced as he wheeled her roughly about, but remained silent. A sleepv-eyed parrot, standing on its per- h beside the -empty fireplace, stirred uneasily at Legar's .rough movements. The girl, rising slowly from her chair, stared into Legar's evil face. "What are you going to do with." me?" she -demanded. • Legar laughed. • "You won't biv^psLing questions : about it. when you rnd out!" Courage. Utile one. . ournge!" said • Legar. at the sound, wheeled sudilcnlj^about.- r "\VLb-j£URbt that damned bird to talk?" he demanded. There was a stir of uneasiness i.bout the room. "V.'hy. car. tha: parrot can't talk," ' Tie r. wi-.-i said Courage'?" called ' ghostly voi. ■• • \;..i bad MuU 1 !,«%'•• 1 s*V aa'i etc." • r.-f. tin y Yet tii.it v i . . - or. ■•"more inVeered. s ; inti it:; ■ ..- • about the iiioke-Rtaitb-d masonry. Only, tha ; nds of the gjg. tting silent and : i oughtful in ..'-r < hair, were no longl trembling. The cowering look had I faded from her eyes. For to her that I voice had not seemed an altogether | unfamiliar on-i (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Intently forking " Over a Pocket Camera.

/\ folding His Breath," He Crept Closer and Still Closer.

i "He Slipped Unobserved From the Ground*: