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HAMPTON OF tracted for an apartment on Haven Ave- nue two days prior to the present date. “The name suggests Foxford,” observed Hampton. Delroy nodded. “Ts this another subtle blind?” he asked, “or have we discovered some tell-tale evi- dence? Do you think they would dare to go back to Washington Heights and oc- cupy an apartment?” “Tt is considered the height of strategy to establish your hiding place in the en- emy’s midst,’”’ was the answer. “They would feel fairly safe on Washington Heights while we were chasing house-boats or watching the railroads, I think. This receipt, by the way, did not seem like a deliberate ‘plant’; I believe that it was in- advertently lost, and probably has not been missed.” “We can at least go to this apartment,” Delroy muttered dubiously. “Of course, we shall go to it,” returned Jerry. “I haven’t asked you what their reasons might be for kidnaping Miss Del- roy, but I surmise that she is held as a sort of hostage. If neither Exmoor nor Foxford has your packet, then they may think that you have recovered it, and they will demand it for the return of your daughter.” “That might possibly be the case,” said Delroy doubtfully, “but I have a different theory.~ Unless Kingsale and his accom- plice got the packet from Foxford last night Foxford still has it. It can’t do him very much good, but if he obtained it for Exmoor, then he will have to be rewarded. Do you see? Foxford has been infatuated with Eugenia, and Exmoor, believing that he has me in his power, has magnificently given Eugenia to the man as his reward. Believe me, Hampton, he is capable of such an outrage!’’ Jerry’s face was white and set. He stared at Delroy for a moment, then took the crumpled paper from him without a word and hurried back to the motorboat trailing behind. They got in silently and Jerry cast off and took his seat at the motor. THE HEIGHTS. 75 ‘“What’s the first move, Hampton?” Delroy asked hoarsely. “Land at the nearest wharf,” said Jerry tersely, “and take the shortest route to that apartment.” CHAPTER XXII. THE CONSCIENCELESS HARRY. A® Hampton and Delroy discussed their plans deliberately certain changes were agreed upon. Instead of making straight for the Haven Avenue apartment they took a taxi from One Hundred and Twenty-Fifth Street to Inwood and stopped at the Delroy house long enough to remove from their clothing all signs of the previous night’s affair and effect a change of linen. Then they armed them- selves with revolvers and went in the taxi to the corner of Fort Washington Avenue and One Hundred and Eighty-First Street. It was well along in the afternoon by that time, and there were many pedes- trians abroad, but they had no fear of meeting the fugitives so early in the game, and they walked openly down Fort Washington Avenue to One Hundred and Seventy-Ninth Street, then passed through to Haven Avenue and took ob- servations. The house corresponding to the address upon the receipt was a new six-story apartment building of pretentious appear- ance. “The receipt designates the apartment as Number Fifty-One,” said Jerry, “and that means, in most cases, that it is on the fifth floor.”’ As Delroy started to speak Jerry abruptly linked arms with him, whirled him about and guided him hurriedly around the corner. ‘“What’s the matter now?” demanded the older man nervously. ‘Two acquaintances of ours are coming up the avenue,” said Jerry; ‘“Kingsale and his evil-looking accomplice. We are not the only ones to watch the house, it seems.” (€(0) vOOK (C@)