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SYNOPSIS. Ob Windward Island PalVlorl Intrigues Golden Into an appearance Of eril 5reU>r«3an by branding hls /ace and Hashing bis hand PaUdon-ftooda tte 1»st^a awsssjiwK a Matted One rescuee Marpi7 from la- : s^r«rr SMS a*aln take* Margery away from LagarXagar sends to Golden a warning and a demand tor a portion of the mart of Windward Island. Margery meets her mother. The chart UJost In a fight beManley and one of Legar** nencbtaen, but Is recovered by the Laughing M..1 Count Da Eepares figures In a i dubious attempt to entrap Legar and ririmi to have killed him. Golden'* bouse Is dynamited during a matted ban. Le1 far escapes but Da Eepares is cruahad In the ruin*. Margery rescues the Laughing Matt from the police. Manley finds Margery not Indifferent to his love. He saves bar from Manke's poisoned arrow*. - _ tenth episode the living dead "I'm opposed to your plan, air," Enoch Golden declared with heat, "and always will be opposed to It!" David Manley, as he stared across the table at the ruffled old millionaire, tried to control himself to patience. "But you acknowledge that you are . equally opposed to Legar's intrusions ! Into this house, to having his secret ' agents planted about at your elbows, j But when I work out a plan that offers I a reasonable promise of trapping Le- ! gar and his men, yon stop the whole i business by declaring It's lacking In I dignity!" I "Dignity Is something which departed from this house the day Legar first forced his way into It!" was Golden's bitter retort. "Precisely!".' cried young Manley. "His whole campaign has been one of Intimidation, of threats and assaults and reprisals. * They have been try- | to light us with terror. So my contention is, why not give them a ' of their medicine? Why not fight them with their own weapons. 1 and In doing so, perhaps go them one I "But I can only repeat my convlci Hons that your plan can't succeed!" ' protested the tremulous-vofced old | financier. "Why not leave that to me?" cut in | young Manley, with bis first touch of Impatience. "I've left a good many things to you, Davy; but I don't encourage men to plan their own funerals!" '• "Yet I've thought this out. sir, and I maintain that it's worth a try. You know as well as I do that these men who work with Legar are an Ignorant and Illiterate lot They're not afraid of force. But when you confront them with the supernatural, you get them face to face with something they can't understand. And what they cant understand they are going to be afraid of!" 1 ' | "And you think you're going to frighten 'em away with a casket!" I "I'm going to make them believe that Manley, having departed this I life because of an attack on bis peri son by one Maukl, with poisoned ar- , rows, is about to be duly interred In the Golden mausoleum, and — " ! "But you couldn't even get a wax | figure that would fool a five-year-old ohlld! You couldn't — " I "I've already got' the figure, ttteri rupted Manley. "And It strikes me as being an exceptionally perfect one." "But what's all this funeral business 1 to lead to?" demanded the old flnan- : der. "It leads to the fact that Legar and his men will be duly informed of my death, for I want all the servants In this house to pass before the casket and see me In It. And Legar's spy will be one of them. So Legar, you may be sure, will get the facts as sorsi as they are known. He will be tipped off as to the day and hour of the funeral. He will also be t*ld that the cortege, sa# of three carriages. Is to ( proceed to the Golden mausoleum, and that Margery Golden is to go In one of the carriages. And that lonely spot will strike him as precisely the right spot for making a coup." I "And what do we gain by that?" "Well fill our big thirty-thousand dollar mausoleum with thirty big policemen, and round up the gang before | Legar can even smell a rat." ! But Enoch Golden remained uncon- ; vinoed. j "Well, it may be a brilliant plan, but you can please loue me out of it," j be finally announced. | "That's just what I've been asking j for," explained Manley. "All I want Is to be allowed to conduct It In my own ; way." V J i David Manley, however, did not coni duct that strange tuneral altogether in his own way. Carefully as every detail had been planned, there were one or two minor features which at the time escaped his attention. The most Inconspicuous and yet the I most vital of these was. perhaps, the _ J personality ot the driver of the third * I carriage In that" small cortege which. I wended its way so d'-eorons'v from the | Golden home. &r under the funereal L outfit o: this plar'.d -byet^drlver re

posed the stalwart body oC a certain OnaLamp Lottie, tang known among his assoristes aa an habitue ot the Owl's Neat and an underground agent for Jules Legar aim—if Now One-Lamp Louis gave no premise of either active or passive Interj ference with these duly appointed mortuary exercises until the city itself had been ,,left well behind. Then, awakening tothe fact that they were traversing a dealrably sequestered stretch of road, he watched Intently for certain prearranged signals from his one-armed accomplice. Immediately after the discovery of those lookedfor signs the spirited team driven by One-Lamp Louie showed unexpected yet unmistakable evidences of rostlveBut there tu a limit to what that team of spirited blacks would endure. And they suddenly, to all Intents and purposes, determined to follow their own line of travel at their own rate of speed, for, as the driver sat on the box apparently sawing on the reins, that exasperated team plunged suddenly forward, swerved across the road, and went galloping down a treescreened bypath pblch was little more than a cart trail winding In and out through slopes of greensward and shrubbery. Half a mile deeper In that shrubbery this runaway team would surely have reached the spot where a black limousine stood hidden away in the shadow of laurel-copse, had not still another and an equally unheralded factor entered into the situation. Thle factor took the form of a high-power roadster In which was seated a man wearing a yellow mask. His irruption Into that orderly little procession, Indeed, proved as abrupt as One-Lamp Louie's eruption from it. And he seemed plainly suspicious of both Louie's motives and movements, foi he lost no time in swinging from the highway and plunging recklessly after the runaway carriage. As his car approached the runaway cab "that mysterious stranger, known as the Laughing Mask, stepped to the running-board of his roadster, leaning far out as the two swerving vehicle! drew together. One-Lamp Louie, what ever he may have thought of that ap proach. had little means of evading it. To swing off what narrow road re mained before him seemed franklj suicidal. To lash his team to greater effort was already out of the question To take his hands' from the reins even, along that uncertain road, was equally foolhardy. So the strange rac« went on. the swaying and bounding cab with a white-faced girl toss et about under ItsJiood. the leaping and lurching roadster, every second draw lng closer down on Its quarry yel every second threatening to turn tur tie over one of the grassy embank ments above wblch It shuddered and slewed. ' It was the Laughing Mask, leaning far out from hi a running-board, who threw open the_ cab-door and called sharply to the startled girl. 1 "Quick," he commanded. For one moment shs hesitated, rhen she reached out for the unsteady 1 1 hand groping for her. The next moment she found herself ' sitting back, a little breathless, in th* 1 leather-upholstered seat of the road- j eter and the man In the Laughing - Mask smiling down at her. !•••••*• The Black Watch, i A number of things had happened - and were happening to disconcert, if not to discourage, the redoubtable Le 1 gar. That astute young adventuress, f Betsy Le Marsh, alias Williamsburg i Elsie, who. with the aid of divers 1 forged recommendations, had Installed ' herself In the Golden household, rei peatedly and stubbornly reported tha* i David Manley was dead. I Williamsburg Elsie also expressed s a strong desire to migrate from the s house in which she found herself so > , inquisitive a maid, since that house, I she declared, was too full of "queer ' things" for her comfort. 1 When, at Legar's suggestion, she 1 had tried to "pump a needleful o' dope" into ner altogether unsuspecting mistress, a dead man's face had sud1 denly appeared between her and the r bedroom door. And oc two different b occasions, after midnight, when she had ventured down to the housekeep- . er's telephone to send In a secret message to Legar himself, she had found i,- herself confronted by a ghost In white. Nor was Betsy Le Marsh the only malcontent. Even Red Egan himself, ' g one of the best "cold-steel" men in s all the group that clustered about the a Owl's Nest, had of late shown unmistakable pigns of mental disturbance. i. A dead man's ghost, he declared, had r looked in through one of the beady quarters' windows. Red Egan, It is e true, had promptly emptied his sixt "hooter at that phantasmal intruder, but with nc thing more to show for it e than a shattered window-sash and six e panes ot broken glass. (* When the mas* or criminal, to put b . an cad to all such absurdities, bad by p the force of many dire threats and j oa'h_ compelled both One-Lamp Louie i an " Red Egan himself to repair to the

of sight. And sh.ee the occe valiant that nothing abort <rf rf Orestar brandy could tranqulllse his shaken nerves, and atnoe One-Lamp Louis showed no signs of returning from the mysterious realms tato which whlsk^T^tlLir,rtS^St and wrath fully decided to take tha matter into his own hands He would lay thle gboet, be annonnoed. or eosnettlng would go smash in the pro mas But hi had no Intention of appro**lng that Intimidating mausoleum without due sad definite preparation. With him he took a powerful pocket flashlight, a Colt automatic pistol and a couple of extra dlpe of cartridges, out the instrument oa which he re- ! posed the most confidence was a gunmetal disk little bigger than a pocket aneroid, some three Inches in diameter *"d no thicker than a man's *«wA This Innocent-looking disk, which could be slipped Into a vest pocket as easily as a timepiece, was -known to the habltnes of the Owl's Nest as the , Black Wat*. While actually nothing more than - a small-elxed hand grenade, lta claim to distinction lay In the tremendous explosive power which stodd compressed between Its slender metal . walls. Legar was not a coward. Yet as be stood in the clammy midnight air of the Golden mausoleum and quietly removed the screws that held the top on the black casket beside him, he found that combination of silence and gloom and unsavory surroundings a little more of a strain on his nerves than he had anticipated. Yet as he lifted back the ' sable cover of the casket he did eo with a hand that was still steady.

I Thence he took np bis flashlight, and ' pressing close to the coffin's aide, ' stood studying the pallid face that lay surrounded by Its even more pallid drapery of white satin. He stared at that pallid face long ' ' and Intently. He stared at it with etui dlous and narrowing eyes. Then he ' did a strange and an inexplicable • | thing. ' I Lifting his maimed right arm that 1 ended in Its shank of steel, he bronght it down with a crash on the glass cover of the casket. Then, as though Infuriated by some unreasoning hatred 1 for the pallid face still staring so lmf passively up at him. he struck again. This time the blow fell directly on the '• head between the white aatln swath5 lngs. But that Calling arm. Instead of 1 striking a human head of flesh and ' bone, crashed down through a thin " shell of fiber and tinted wax. Legar, focusing his light on that shattered mask, emitted a short bark of triumph as the meaning of It all I 9 came home to him. He leaned for 0 several minutes over the violated casket, staring at It with Insolent yet abr stracted eyes, pondering "just what move could lie beyond so Intricately en9 glneered a subterfuge. And the an- ' swer to that question came more s promptly and more directly than he had anticipated. For as he stood 9 there, turning a piece of the wax-cov-1 ered tissue meditatively over in his : 0 fingers, the electric bulbs that strung *" the mausoleum roof broke into sudden light. From different quarters of that shadowy building, at the same time, " stepped a group of hidden officers, y headed by David Manley himself. So quickly and bo quietly did that transformation take place. Indeed, 0 that the man leaning over the casket had neither time nor chance to change his position. Lie merely blinked a lit- { tie stupidly at -the revolver which glimmered In Mar. ey's hand. Then. 3 with a gesture that seemed equally stupid, he reached for his watch uid ' held the heavy gun-metal case miflitatively between his fihgers. . ■* x "Stick em up! " Menley was at the same time commanding with- a curt' 'v head mover.] tnt towards Logar'c ■ hands. "It may rave taken some work but this Is time we gather | you tu ' "

a Mack watch bartled threagk the air. Legar flans klmailf fiat o* his faoe alcmc th* Taalt flooring. Then tha black watch struck. The next momect th* walls of that itself, lifted bodily In tha sir. like the hull of a torpedoed dreadnaught. , Then, following the roar and rumble . of that vast detonation, came the motaentary catastrophic slleooe which so strangely and yet so inevitably snc- , coed* a calamity too gigantic and too . abrupt to be understood. j . ! That ominous silence, however, last- ■ ed only tor a few eecands. Out of It . arose muffled calls and thin cries for • help, followed by answering toouta . from many different points in the t darkness as rescalng hands set to i work on the ruins- j i And out ot those ruins, while this i work was going on. emerged two j bruised and Uttered figures strangely i 1 divergent In appearances. The first i figure, worming Its way out through i the interstices of crumbled rock and cement, as cautiously and as silently I as a wounded b lacks nake might crawl from a cave, bore an iron claw at the , end of 1U right arm and betrayed an , unmistakable desire to creep away ln1 to the darkness before being observed. . The second man, who, on recovering consciousness found himself encaged I between two fallen pillars of marble r topped by one of the roof slabs, experiI enced no little difficulty in emerging , to the oppn, so closely were these pro- > tecting pillars wedged about him. But as he worked his bruised body

I through that Giant's Causeway of bro^ ken rock, he felt grateful enough, re- ' memberlmg what had happened, to be I still *}ive. And sore as he was In body, he was even more bruised in i spirit at the memory of the fact that - his enemy, Jules Legar, had at the > last moment escaped from hie clutch. I ••••«»« The Lake of Fire. t Legar, lucky as his escape had been, l knew that his margin ot safety was ( still too narrow for much Immediate I comfort of either mind or body. Bo he crawled away as best he could, nursing his strength when he cam* to j cover and going on again when some passing light showed that cover to be none too dense. But he did not give | Up until he had reached higher ground. There he was able to hide himself in a thicket and rest for an , hour or two. But to remain In that neighborhood J until morning, he knew, would be out , ot the question. About that whole suspected area, he felt, the polioe would surely throw a cordon, and the resource of disguise was no longer at his disposal. Already from where he lay, he could see dozens of moving lamps of workers about the maueo1 leum ruins. He could also see the ' glow of a powerful pair of headlights, apparently on a motor car threading Its waw to the scene of the explosion. \ ' And to the north he could even more distinctly see the fiery tongues ot the 1 chimney flares above the Westlngham foundry, where hundreds of toilers, ' turning night Into day, worked about ' the great blast furnaces and cauldron* of molten metal. In a foundry such as that, he snd- ■ denly remembered, lay bis beet chance for escape. Disheveled aa h* ' was, he could pass unnoticed among ! those sooty workers. And when the 1 night shift went off. he told himself, he could slip away In their midst, unnoticed and unchallenged. And if the ' worst came to the worst he could crawl Into hiding somewhere about the tangle of machinery under that ' fdundry roof itself, and there lay up until he knew the coast was clear again, with the chance ot stealing a peddler's "Jumper" for a disguise and a. dinner pall or two full of food for * meaL

I When 8h* Tried to "Pump a Needleful o' Dope" Into Her Mistress, * Dead Msn'e cac* Appeared.