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SYNOPSIS. | On Windward Island PaUdorl intrifujO ' Mrs. OoMen Into an iwwfuot of evil , vhloh causes Golden to capture and tor- , ture the Italian by branding his face and ■ory. Twelve year's later hi New York a Stacked On# calling hlniwat "the Hammer , or God" rescues an cl*htesm-yeer-old sirl J from the cadet CasavanU. to whom Julea . Legar haa delivered her. end takes her to the home of Enoch Golden, millionaire, whence she Is recaptured by L^gar. Legs'" | e.iA stein are discovered by Henley. Golden's secretary, setting lire to Golden's buildings, but eecar e. Marjory's mother . trulUessly Implores Enoch Golden to And their daughter. The Masked One again takes Margery away from ISfW- : La gar loots the fiilro National bank, but •gain the Laughing Mask frustrates his ! Sans. FIFTH EPISODE fTHE INTERVENTION OF TITO David Manley was not "altogether proud of his day's work. As he sat tied and bound on the rough brick floor beneath the Owl's Nest that once flippant-minded young man even acknowledged that things looked rather bad for him. He had been made a prisoner. The iron claw of Ler»r had reached suddenly out and close u about him. But David Manley did not altogetbe. give up. As he lay there, sore in body, • but even more battered in mind, he •till spasmodically struggled with the cords that held him hand and foot. The solitude of that unsavory den did not add to his comfort The mere fact that Legar could see fit to leave a prisoner thus unguarded impressed the prisoner with the fact that his onearmed enemy was only too well *asBured of his power. And tbe more Manley thought of Legar and his methods the more that sinister figure seems to bewilder him. He knew that Legar ' was the unrelenting and eternal enemy r of Enoch Golden, just as he had been t the enemy of Golden's daughter Margory. The thought of Margory directed . Manley's mind back to the earlier events of that strange day. He recalled his long talk with that quiet-eyed girl " In the quiet-toned shadows of the ] Golden library It had been the first talk between them Into which the personal note had entered. He had enjoyed that talk, for he had" felt as it progressed, that the girl had begun to realize he was her friend, thai ho want- _ «d to be her friend. But the .quietness of the Golden home had proved to be nothipg more than a lull which precedes the sudden storm. For, five minutes after he had left the smiling girl, the Golden butler, with terror in his eyes, had come running to him saying there was a stranger in the house, a stranger _ who "haft been seen lurking about the halls |nd had promptly disappeared at the sight of one of the servants. p So Manley. forgetting everything else, had promptly joined in the search for that mysterious Intruder. And his first thought, after doing so. had been for Margory Golden. .. Hurrying to the' library to make sure 3 sf her safety, he had found her seated ~ at "her father's, desk, quietly talking over the telephone. And there had been little in that scene aojAmggestiye of .tranquillity. For bllskn* placidly down from its perch beside her had stood Tito. Margory Gelden'e newly acquired parrot, for which Manley himself had small love. Thin feeling was based, not so much en the malevolent, air <X wisdom surrounding that greenbodied filcher of human phrases, as on the somewhat disturbing triek, taught It by some earlier master, of seeking out gae jets and turning them on the moment it was freed from "its _ehain. Yet as iQiad stood close beside the girl so busily talking over the telephone it had seemed as eompanionably innocent as a? canary. 'And it had turned to blink sagely at Manley as the girl, apparently unconscious of his girl, Bfyucuuj — — -- f

presence, had crossed to the mahopnvfaced vault set In the-ltbra»- wail ana proceeded to open its pendenous door. This bed startled Manley not a .little, £ for the combination sf that vault was a secret jealously guarded >by Golden, a secret unknown to Manley himself. It was not until she stood with the * massive door swung open that Manley hhd confronted her. But she showed p no embarrassment at his sudden inter- ° ruptlon. "My father has Just phoned from * Philadelphia," she explained "There J, ' are certain papers he must have for _ his conference with the Regent Trj^t £ company tomorrow." "But wheB did you find out how to open that door?" had been Manley's J" Inquiry. "Two minutes ago. over the tele- 1 phone," had beea the girl's reply. 13 "Then the sooner that) door is shut p and locked again the boater," ho had *' warned her. * "Why?" she had asked, for the first 1 time conscious of- hi* excitement 0 "Because there's an unknown man * hiding ^omewhertt. in this house, and heaven only knows whatNie's after, 1 ~ In times like these ! 7 k Even as he bad spoken Manley bad * r detected an unnatural fullness about the portiere draping tLe side door to

the library. And on the pollened par- t quet floor at the bottom of that portiere ^ the toe of a man's shoe had been j j plainly visible. Yet Golden's secre i , tary had waited until the girl had a closed and locked the vault door. Then , he had Reaped for the figure behind < the drapery. i But that Intruder behind the drapery < apparently not been altogether unconscious of the "danger confronting , him. He had at the same moment , side-stepped nimbly through the quick- , ly opened door, throwing an approach- j tag and suddenly hysterical housemaid , aside ss he had swept past her. The j redoubtable Wilson, who had also attempted to block hie exit, had even j more promptly gone down, knocked ( flat by one fierce blow. It bad been _ then, and then only, that Manley dis- , covered the Identity of the intruder. f He had caught sight of the scarred face, which even an ample beard failed ( to screen. He had seen the right arm of wood which ended In its sinister iron hook, and all doubt as to his j enemy had vanished. But this discovery had in no way Interfered with Manley's pursuit of 1 that audacious intruder. It had not been a pretty fight, that hand-to-hand contest between the slimbodied youth and the scar-faced exploiter of evil, hut it had been a des- ' perate one. As Manley, pressing stubbornly on. had struggled to close In on his opponent, Legar had discreetly and nimbly backed away until he ! found the double bouse door Itself barring his farther retreat. There- : upon he had promptly shattered the plate-glass backing the iron grill work on tbe hinges, and had actually swung one of these doors open before Manley could gather himself together and spring bodily on his escaping enemy. They had gone down the broad steps together, locked arm in arm, fighting and clawing as ferociously as midnight cats In a tenement court. And ManI ley. with one hand on Legar's leathery throat, would surely have won, had not a closed car glided up to fhe curb . along which they were writhing and panting and rolling. From that car a | yellow-faced Italian known as Scoop had taken a prompt and active part in the encounter. He had withheld ! finalities, however, until Manley was uppermost. Then, with a quickly . drawn "billy" he had blackjacked that | youth into utter indifference as to Legar and mysteriously waiting limousine and all the rest of the world. ! Before Manley's senses had come j back to him he and the green-feath-ered parrot had been tossed bodily s into the closed car, and, three mlautes I before the arrival of the police foi i whom the white-faced girl in the s library find eo frantically telephoned, . that mysterious limousine had speeded , off into the night, carrying not only 1 Legar but the youth who had been so presumptious as to attempt to inter fere with Legar's exploits, r But Manley did not altogether give , up. His heart still had the resilience r of youth. He still believed In hi! t What fretted Manley most, however j was his lack of freedom. Rolling I little over on his side, he studied mln j utely the rough brick floor on whici B he lay. After this Inspection hi . wormed his way carefully from side U j side, lying face down and trying each - row of exposed bricks with his shoe j. toe, in the hope of finding one of them g loose. t Hejtoad elaborately tested eleven j t- rows'before he found any reason for j a hope In this direction. A chill of ex- j t citement 'ran through his tired body, ! K in faot, as he discovered one brick e which seemed lese securely embedded in cement than were its fellowe. He worked at it patiently, laboriously, kicking away small particles of planter, thumping it fwith his boot heel, J prying at it with his sole until it e rocked free In its row. Then came s the even sterner task of shifting It ._ its place. This he did by turnmg about and lying close to It. on his SST

eo that the fingers of .his tightly imprisoned hand might come in contact with its-edges. Time after tlme it fell back, but in the end he triumphed. Yet it was not this unearthed brick which Interested him. His attention was directed towards the rough-edged parallelogram, where that brick had originally rested, for the corners of this opening, he soon realized, provided him with a saw edge which in time might serve to abrade and cut through the. stoutest of cotton rope. the coneolatlon of this hope did not stay with Ijim long. For even as ho started to work, his movements interrupted by the sound of a key in the heavy iron lock on the door that shut nilh In. He rolled over quickly, twisting a bo iff so that his apparently 'inert body covered both the loosened brick and the ppot from . which It had -been taken. He continued to He there as though in a sleep of exhaustion, for his veiled eyes had already caught sight of the tw heavyfeatured ruffians advancing Into the room. "Let the poor boob sleep," warned the larger man, la a husky whisper. "He's goin' to cash in betore-morniu"! " "But I'm «ick o' mark In' time devra

kmT tTcJt^t'thi j | Manley could hear their shuffling 1 1 feet as they recrossed the rough floor- | 1 lng and then the scrape and rasp of i the rusty lock as they once more , turned the key In the door. But the j moment they were gone he was onoe ] more busy with the cotton rope about i , his wrists, for what he had overheanl ] his passion -for liberty. a man, however, is still youth- , I fully blind enough to believe In his • start, to nurse the delusion that some , special genius has singled him out and , watches over him, he Is not easily dis- | and came in a form most unexpected, even before Manley's hands were free. It came, in fact. In the form of a green-bodied parrot creeping stealthily > . through the rusty cross-bars grilling ( transom above the locked door. , watched the bird slip into the i climb along the rusty iron gas , Jet, deliberately turn it on. Manley knew what this meant, and ; spurred him to even more frantic ' efforts to saw through the cords, still him a prisoner, for already the fumes of the escaping gas were reaching his nostrils When one strand of it had parted, and he had uncoiled the rest of it from his ankles, his head was swimming : and his legs were unable to support him. So he crossed the room on his hands and knees, caught at the rusty gas pipe for support and painfully drew himself upright. His trembling hand went out, found the gas Jet, and turned It off. And the next moment he fell face down on the rough floor, and lay there in a gray daze of weakness. How long he lay there he could not tell. But he was aroused by the sound of thick voices from the outer chamber, punctuated by the shrill cries of an angry and scolding woman. He pulled himself together and posssessed himself of the brick bat, as a weapon. He waited, scarcely breathing, as the door was flung open. So quick, however, was the entrance of the first Intruder that Manley could not lift his missile before the darkness had swallowed up that shifting shadow. But standing in the lighted doorway was a second man, crouched low and leaning forward with blinking eyes, a blue-bar-reled navy revolver In his hand. Manley. eying that evil face as a sharpshooter eyes his target let fly with his

1 poised brick, and let fly with all his ' | The stooping man went down like a [ ! clouted 'rabbit, without a sound. But " | even as he fell the first intruder, at ' j tile far end of the room, struck a 1 match. And at that second figure Manley let drive with the only missile at hand. ' 1 The 'heavy glass lamp, hurled true, sent man and match against the case ' side in a shower of^oU and broken glass. But Manley did not wait to wit- . ness the result of that second assault He leaped for "the door, caught up the blue-barreled revolver from the hand of the stunned man on the threshold, t and drove for the heavier door at the . end of the" outer chamber. But .this door he found to be locked. He was on the point of starting back in search of a, timber heavy enough to J batter down that barrier when all movement was arrested by an uproar . of sound that fairly drove the breath from his body. • For the shower of oil H that fell about the lighted match at 2 the vaulted end of the side chamber ' had sunk Into tbe litter of rubbish beside the powder cases, had buret 'into 'flames and had crept closer about those wooden cases until the licking 8 tongues of heat had reached the explosive. Yet even as Manley stood there, r fighting for breath, a second surprise h both confronted and engulfed him. 6 Following close on 'that telltale roar of sound came an even more bewilderlng rush of water, tearing through the ? low-roofed cellar like a thousand hounds let loose. And he knew then ' that the explosion had broken down the walls betwohn him and the East . river at high tide. He leaped in the direction of the \\ door, in the hope of getting It closed. He was still struggling frantically

lng and feathered body clinging stubto the rusting iron, beating with its beak on the hollow sounding above his head. In a flash Manley himself was shoal- fl dertng up against these boards. was the sound of a rending staple, and in another moment he was swarming up through the ruptured trap door, at the parrot as hs ■went • •••••• the Figures of Fata. Margbry Golden, alone in her fa- * theris library stared apprehensively about that massively furnished room as though dreading that some »sw tenor might leap out at her from Its shadowy corners. She was unnerved not only by the disquieting disappearance of David Manley but also by the thought that she was still so surrounded by the tldee of evil. As she sat there, deep in thought, she was depressed by the sudden suspicion that some one of the many servants In that house was a traitor to his master. Yet as she checked • them over, one by one, she found nothing on which to ground this ghostly suspicion. She remembered that she had once been suspicions even or Manley himself, of this serious-minded friend who hid his true feelings behind a mask of light-hearted lrrelev- ■ ancles. And there were things in which she herself had not been altogether candid with him. There was. for instance the matter of Tito, the Amazon parrot She had not confided to Manley the fact that In that bird, stumbled across In a fancier's Shop, she had found an old friend, a friend dating back to her unhappy days In the Owl's Nest And s Be sighed aloud as she gathered up the papers on the rosewood desk and turned to the vault to which she had forgotten to restore them. "Twenty-one, thirty, forty-two, sixty," she repeated, recalling her father's Instructions over the wire. "Forward and back and forward and back again, for It's a four movement dial, whatever that may mean!" The vault door opened, obedient to the combination, and seeking out the s 1 inner compartment marked "J" she

i restored the papars to their place. Her hand was atilLpn the open vault i door when the shrill call of the telephone bell sounded through the quiet : room. l She crossed to the desk and took np i the receiver. i "Do you know who is speaking?" demanded a voice which sent a thMB*, , of apprehension through her forward-' ' ! stooping body. And the question was i repeated as she sat silent, staring b» fore her. "Yes," she finally answered, trying • to steady her voice. "It's Legar." I The wire brought his answering , laugh close into her ear. i "^"You know the voice, I see. And I think you know -the man. 'So listen to what I have to say. I've got your : friend Manley, and he'll stay where > I've got him. And unless yon want I him turned out of here with about half of that pretty face of his burned i to a crisp, you'll do what *1 tell you I to do. Do you understand? Ill scar I him worse than 1 was scarred, If you try any tricks wdth me in this!" i "In — In what?" demanded the whltofaced girl, t "In exactly one-half hour I want you ; to walk past the Boldlefa' monument . and hand me .a paper. That paper is somewhere In your father's vault It is one half of a code list and chart, ! on a square of yellew Do you understand?" r "But how am I to know this paper?" • asked the terrified girl, fencing for ) time. 1 'It's a chart, a map, one half of the ] map of Windward island. For old i Golden wasn't such a fool as he t seemed" — and again the venomous laugh sounded low over the wire. "If ! your father had got hold of my halt of that map a little earlier in the game ' he wouldn't have needed to dig for

) flat Tied and Bound In the Owl's Nest.