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8YN0PSIL ^ , ia ssga.»Sifc.gtf j hone, | j ; Kr a portion of the chart of Windward 1 Island. Margery meets her mother. The | bbsrt U lost to s fight between ManVy and one of Degmffs henchmen, bat ts re- > rated by the Tenghlns Mask Count 1 pa Bsparea figures In a dubious attempt . to entrap Lncar and claims to have killed ' pa. Golden s house Is dynamited during a masked b«JL Legar escepuu but Da . [ jhtis 1 m is crushed In ths ruins. NINTH EPISODE | Arrows of Hate. i Doctor Anstett b tared down at the j bundle of delicately carved arrows. ( They were as slender as a bistoury t blade and scarcely longer than a darn- , Ing needle. Then he looked up at his . visitor. "So you really object to telling me your name." he said as he carefully , restored the fragile dfirts to ^helr receptacle of capped bamboo. , "Unless It's essential, Pd prefer not j to," was the stranger's quiet-toned re- , piy "Then why did yon bring these , j things to me?" asked the doctor. , I "Because I understood you were the j 1 most eminent toxlcologlst In America. ] And I was anxious to know whether ] , or not those Innocent-looking arrows i j |n your hand were really poisoned." i ' The doctor's smile was a grim one. \ I "Well, they were poisoned, all right! i j It Is difficult, of course, to say Just ] what the nature of this venom Is. But l ] that does not Interest me as much as i • the. question of where you obtained 1 ' possession of such remarkably deadly 1 , little missiles." ' . For a moment or two the stranger t . remained silent. I "To be quite candid, doctor, these • arrows were stolen." . . < 1 1 "But from whom?" I "From the foreign valet of a man | who has unmistakably proved Himself 1 J an enemy to society." 1 I "And Is that why you have asked 1 me to clean and neutralize them with such scientific exactitude?" ' "It Is." "And now that their fangs have ' been drawn, so to speak, what do you propose to do with thera?" 1 "Return them to their owner." I i "To what end?" "To the end that any nefarious plan which he may be-about to execute will 1 not bring death where that criminal i desires to bring It!'" 1 i | The abstracted-eyed doctor watched : bis visitor as the latter prepared to 1 I take his departure. ' ' Haa DSctor Anstett been less inter 1 ested In remarkable poisons and more Interested In remarkable persona, he 1 might have kept on the trail of this - mysterious stranger, and. In doing so ] he might have discovered that these ■ ' envenomed arrows of mystery were 1 the rightful property of one unrlght- | eous Maukl, the personal servant of ' that elusive master criminal known as 1 Jules Legar. ' Legar's campaign to discredit the

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tlcally audacious one. It even embraced a number of artfully forged let- ) ters, duly signed by the Laughing j Mask and left In surroundings which caused both perplexity and alarm to the city police. One note, found beside the body of a murdered miser, briefly explained , [that crime by the declaration that the j idead man had always robbed the poor - land so earned thp end which overtook i ~ him— even though this included the j carrying away of a not inconsiderable . | portion ot his worldly wealth A gam K 'bier and a government Inspector met I

1 { One of these efforts included a visit 1 on Enoch Golden by lieutenant KIbby j and three of his men from the deteo- 1 tire bureau. Golden, the lieutenant ' pointed out, was in a position to help the authorities out of a predicament by tailing all he knew abont this earns mysterious stranger. "But I don't know any more about Laughing Mask than you do!" protested the old financier. "Surely you have at least some the- J ae to the identity of the man." ' "I thought I had, once or twice. And 1 my daughter thought she had. But wa ' were off the track, each time." "One moment, please," cut tn the ( lieutenant as he suddenly rose to his feet and strode across the room. He 1 stepped out through the portiered . 1 stared down the hallway, and | returned to the room again. "Are you , < of the fact that a young woman j ' has been standing there listening to 1 every word we said?" ! ' The deep-lined face of the aged finan- j 1 eler showed no perceptible change. | "My daughter, undoubtedly," retort- ; t ed Golden. "For the girl's abont as ' Interested in this case, you see, as we * ourselves!" Margery's Interest tn the mysterious 1 case of the Laughing Mask, Indeed, j ■ would have been brought promptly * home to that somewhat puzzled police I had he been able to give t attention to Enoch Golden and f to the puzzled-eyed girl who had ' stood momentarily arrested at the en- , i trance to her father's library. For | she moved on down the shadowy t she. found herself confronted * that lnterruptlve but all too fa- J miliar figure of the Laughing Mask He made a gesture for si- ! as she started back In alarm. | he nodded his dominoed head In i the direction of the library door. "Now. perhaps, you will understand [ why it has not been easy for me to i explain Just who I am!" "But you must explain.' gasped the j bewildered girl. "They are saying terrible things about you, things which j I know to he untrue." ~ "Do you trust me?" "I want to," was the whispered an- I "Then will you continue to trust j me?" asked the man in the mask. "I don't think I can." was the girl's answer, "until you can trust me!" "You medn that I must unmask?" I But Margery Golden's reply to that question was never uttered. For as she was about to speak, her volatile maid, Celestine. stepped into the hall . behind her, beheld the mysteriously masked figure, and promptly filled the with a ringing Gallic scream. "Mon Dieu, it is the Laughing Mask!" she shrilled as she ran down the hall, giving the alarm. And her alarm, unreasoning as- it seemed, was fully shared by the Laughing Mask himself. He swung about, darted through a doorway, and disappeared from sight as Golden and 1 retainers and his official visitors J came flocking out to the scene of ' that disturbance. Two minutes later Margery Golden, ' hearing a shout from Kibby's men ' above stairs, followed that officer to 1 the scene of tbe-sudden tumult. There, ' to her alarm, she saw three men strug- 1 gling with a figure which she prompt- 1 ly recognized as the Laughing Mask ' himself. ' "■We've got him!" gasped one of his captors as Lieutenant Klbby confront- 1 ed him. "What'll we do with him?" asked his 1 other captor. "First thing, tear that fool mask j I off!" commanded the lieutenant, j But that command was not carried ' Into execution. For Margery Golden, j catching sight of the Laughing Mask's ( I fallen revolver, ran to where H lay and took possession of it The next moment It was leveled straight at the ' heart of the detective whose hand had j been lifted to the yellow domino covering his prisoner's face. * "Stop!" commanded the girl. j "Put down that gun. you!" promptly commanded Klbby, purple with indignation. "Not until your ' men release that " prisoner." was her deliberate response. "Yes, you. both of" you." she continued, j ■ menacing the officers of the law with . the revolver. "Stand back from him! Still further back! Now you," 1 1 she added, turning to the Laughing 3 j Mask, "walk ont through that door! ! Go out, and go at once!" j So Intently did she watch that disappearing figure that the movements 1 of the dcirolt and much-experienced ! Lieutenant Kibby. sidling stealthily ! j along the wall .beside her. entirely es- : i caped her attention. Whan he leaped | for Margery Golden's tense figure, he : made sure of his distance and sure ol ' I his mask In doing so. He promptly ! and nose too gently wrested the re- • ! volver from her grasp, at the same ' | moment that Enoch Golden hlmsell 1 ' came panting through the open- door.

such sedentary pursuits as VnJrwrtV < tag. Wilson, with Ms o*d ear cocked clow • to the doer peneL "My word, air. but , they're attt, 'ot and 'eavy!" ( By the time one of Kibby's deteo- | tives had caught up a chair and battered In that door all sounds of combat had ceased. And the astonished crowding Into the dismantled chamber, saw only an open window, an overturned tablegand a room empty of all life. "But Manley, Where's Manley?" demanded the still panting owner of the i • . • I "Walt!" cried Klbby himself as he crossed to the closet door against which leaned a "high boy," for about j this door his trained eye had detected certain betraying tremors and agita- , i tlons. | It took him but a moment to push j the "high boy" to one aide. Then, flinging open the door, he had the satisfaction of beholding the recum- ' j bent figure of David Manley, bound , and gagged on the closet floor. j Helping hands soon released the unhappy prisoner. j "I tried to stop him," he said, a lit- j thickly. "And this ia what I got for It!" | I But Lieutenant Kibby was no longer i interested in Manley. "Two of you men go out through i this window," he commanded, "and roiifid up that man before he gets | r

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away! The rest of you people get a cordon round this block before it's too late!" i They were off again like a pack of striking a new scent, leaving ! the dilapidated and somewhat dlscon- i solate Manley to his own thoughts and i devices. As he sat there, feeling about i bruised body with a gently inter- I rogative finger, Margery Golden stepped timidly in through his still ; , open door. | i "Don't get up," she said quietly as , she crossed to his side. But before . i she could speak again the two detectives came clambering and puffing in i through the open window. Their mis- i slon, it was plats to see, had been a fruitless one. I - "You can be thanked for this," cried | - the heavier of the two men. "You, I 1 flashin' a gun on officers o' the- law 1 when they're tryln' to do their duty!" , "And you're goln' to pay for gettln' ; free with fire arms, young woman, or I'll eat my bat!" avowed "his equally ( indignant companion. ~ , But David Manley suddenly < staunched that flow of accusatory dec- - "You get out of here." commanded | that iraje and somewhat dilapidated | youth, "and get out quick!" \ "What have you got to do with that . girl?" demanded the heavier of the threatened officers. , 'Tve got a lot to do with that girl— , as HI show you if you don't get where , belong inside of three seconds!" , "Aw. leave the gtnk to his ravin's!" , said the shorter man, wearily, as the , two left the room. ( "I guess I was wrong there, when 1 ] started to crow about having so much ] to do with you and your affairs," Man- | ley said as he looked a little wistfully ] Into her slightly smiling face. "Why do you say you were wrong?" i she asked. i "Because every time I do try to help i you out I only seem to make a mew - of things," was his disconsolate an- ] i "You've succeede-*. In proving that ] . vAA -1* . -

silence. That this sots" brought a somewhat disturbing message to bar waff only too evident she Intended to keep it to herself. "No bad news, I hope?- remarked Manley, rather dejectedly studying her face. "Not altogether," was the girl's evasive reply. Margery Golden smiled a little as ' she folded np the note. She was still ' smiling as she tore the paper In two, again and still again. One small piece of that paper fluttered from her fingers and fell half way between her and the | still frowning young secretary. Hs stared down at It captiously, almost : sullenly. Then his eyes slowly j widened, for clearly Inscribed on that ! scrap of paper he saw one-halt of ths sign of the Laughing Maak. She \£en walked alowly across to the open fire and tossed Into It the I note which she had already torn into 1 fragments. Manley stood watching her as she ordered Train and the limousine and

then called for her hat and coat Ha had much to say, but for once he saw that silence was golden. The moment he was alone, however, quickly crossed to the fireplace, dropped down on hie hands and knees, and there peered closely at the charred remnants of the note which been tossed on the coals. Three or four of the fragments hs even rescued with the help of a- brass fire shovel. He turned them about delicately and studied them patiently. On one he deciphered the words "you I will come." On another he managed to make out "am 111." The only remaining portion of uncurled carbon on which he could discover any trace of J writing had lost its center. But on j what remained of It he conld read I "63 Wash! re." "63 Washington 8qutre!" he an- . announced. And five minutes later found him seated in a tail cab. He had just crossed Fourteenth street, sweeping south, when he caught sight of the Golden limousine, empty with the exception of Train at the wheel, sweeping northwest. This disturbing discovery, once he reached the square, took him up the stone steps of a ruinous mansion long given over to artists' studios and workshops of a meaner order. He had climbed three flights of stairs, and climbed them with all the stealthiness of a flat looter, when he came to a door which held out more promise than the others. For behind this door he could distinctly hear the sound of voices. As be squatted down and peered through the keyhole he a girl's muffled scream followed a throaty laugh of triumph. And the moment he heard that laugh he It to be Legar's. Yet at the same moment he made • second and even more diverting discovery. This was that a ponderous and brawny-armed woman, advancing with elephantine lurches along the hallway, waa shouting oat shrill calls of warning as she came for one brief secohd nursed -*• •' ' - -V