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HOW MANY CARDS? 123 *“ Nothing definite, ma’am; there’s hard- ly been time,” responded McCarty. “ You will hear: from Mr. Terhune or us the min- ute that we’re able to find a definite clue,”’ | Out in the hall he paused, thinking that the maid would follow, but instead the door was closed behind him and he shook his head as he went down-stairs. Had it been her face which he had seen peering from one of the windows above as he swung himself aboard the bus that morning? It had been so quickly withdrawn that he could not be sure, but he made up his mind to invent an excuse on his next visit to question her. ; Rollins was waiting in the lower hall to show him to the door, and McCarty halted once more. ‘“‘ That girl Dlsa you started to tell me about; what happened to her when the jewels disappeared?” he asked. ‘“ Did Mrs. Creveling have her arrested?” “Yes, sir, and ’eld for trial!” Rollins snorted. ‘It’s no wonder she jumped ’er bail. She’d not ’ave ’ad a ghost of a chance to clear ’erself with the story they ’ad against er, poor thing!” “You don’t think she was guilty?” “No, sir.” There was a trace of cau- tion in the butler’s tone now. “I wouldn’t swear to it, of course, not ’aving any proof to the contrary, but if you ask me man to man I don’t think she’d take so much as a pin. There isn’t one of us as believes she did. It fair bowled Frank Hill over, for ’e was sweet on ’er and no mistake, but even. though the jewels wasn’t found, Mrs. Crev- eling would ’ave it that Ilsa ’ad taken thent, and we all knew our place too well to open our mouths and get dismissed without a character.” - “Then what became of the jewelry?” McCarty demanded. “IT don’t know, sir, strike me pink!” Rollins’s tone was unmistakably sincere. “None of us can figger out what ’appened to it, but we was all glad when Ilsa got bail, though where it come from Gawd knows! It isn’t often that a person in ser- vice ’as friends that can dig up ten thou- sand dollars!” This story will be continued in next week’s issue of the ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY, the consolidated title under which both magazines will appear hereafter as one. U U U U THIS 1 > th ALL-STORY WEEKLY SERIAL TO iS THE — BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK FORM SUSPECTED BY GEORGE DILNOT . THis is a mystery-detective-adventure story that will undoubtedly take its place in the very first flight of “action” fiction. Jimmie Silverdale, reporter and “crime merchant” of the London Daily Wire, is a hero | of the kind that we all like—keen mentally, strong physically and with the cool courage that carries a man through any ordeal. The mystery of the tale is supplied by 'the murder of a millionaire airplane manufacturer. Jimmie is assigned to cover the story—and then events start to happen with bewildering rapidity—and not the least exciting of these events is the finding in the murdered man’s apartment of a photograph of the girl that Jimmie had quite decided should some day become his wife. Scotland Yard plays its part and so does a band of crooks dominated by a man of excep- tional intelligence and unusual courage. There are several hours of corking entertainment in store for the reader. (Att-Story WEEKLY, January 10, to February 7, 1920. Under the title, “The Big Story.”) Published in book form by E. J. Clode, New York, 1920. Price $1.90 net. EGORNIG OOO (COUNT