Held at bay, or, The Bradys on a baffling case : a rattling detective story

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Held at bay, or, The Bradys on a baffling case : a rattling detective story

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Held at bay, or, The Bradys on a baffling case : a rattling detective story
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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Frank Tousey
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fl ( WA RD \-'Ll\ K E R . -.. : C 0 I: CR r SS ST . .. • :.:,. AND YOUNG KING BRADY . .. . --.,., ... ..., .aj,!.f " -D ETECTIVES. Weekly-By Subscriptio n $2.50 p e r iear. Entere d as Second Class M atte r at the New Yo1'k. N . Y., Pos t Olfice, March 1, 1899. b'ntered acco1'din g to A c t o f Congr e ss in the y ea r 1899, i n the ojfic e o f the Librarian of C ongress, Was hington, ]) , U .. b y Frank T ouse y , 29 W es t 26th St..ee t , New York . New York, March 31, 1899. Price 5 Cents. ELD A.T BAY; --v.' The Bradys on a Case. A RATTLING STORY . . BY A NEW YORK DETECTIVE. .._ I. A MYSTERIOUS CRIME. A ! all about the missi.ng girl!" the cry taken up by the newsboys of New certain evening in the month of standing before the Morton House on Fourreet purchased a copy of the newspape t . a man of striking appearance. nd stout, with a square jaw and a bullet seemed a type of sporting man such as fre of the Bowery. flashily dresse d. ds )>lazed on his fingers and o n his shirt ght the paper and glanced at the headlines uliar smile dwelt about his se n s ual mouth. " he mut' tered, reflectively. "The reporters y have got it all) d o they J Well, we'll fool the detectives, too . " • ' newspaper arti cle read in s ubstance: lution of the mystery. The w hereabouts o f esa Lindley is still un kno wn . The suicide not tenable. Foul play an assured con 'eresa Lindley was the daughter of a returned : miner. indley was said t o have made six million dol e far northland. ears. before he had departed for Alaska. known relative was Teresa Lindley, his ed with L indley in his Alaskan speculations a man named John Garton. I They had met in Juneau u d a t once affiliated . Ta gether the y struck out for the Klondike valley . Garto n was without without friends or influence. It was pure friendship wli ich had i-H:'-1uced . Linql e y 4'> espouse the interests of Garton. Thu latter"'bad ' enjoyed a bad reputation in Juneau. Together they trave l e d through the wilds. But from the first Garton was a drone and a laggard. He would not work, and did all he could to sponge on Lindley, and this resulted in a division of forces . when the Klondike was reached. Garton remained in Dawso n City at the gaming: table. Lind l ey we n t prospecting. , H e locate d a l ake, the gravel of which panned out;.. gold p rof u se l y . Being something of an engineer, L indley alone and w ithout aid dev i se d a method for draining the lake. This was do ne, and millions of gold was in sight. P ros pectors flocked thither. L indley cut up the lake bed and sold it in claims forover six million dollars. At this juncture Garton turned up. He laid claim to h a lf of the fortune as his share. Of cours e the cl aim w a s indi g n antly repudi a ted . -words followed and G artoii tried to sh0ot Lindley. Of course the de a dli es t of f eeling e xis -ted thereafte r betw ee n the two . m e n. G arton follow ed Lindley to S a n Francisco. and there pre t e nded to be t ea rfull y r e p e ntant, so that Lindley gave him fifty thousand doll a rS.of money to which he had no claim whatever. ,.,..


2 HELD AT BAY. And so the a:Iair was settled. She was, so far as known, heart a nd fancy free. At least Lindley supposed so. Now that her father was dead, she seemed more inH e went back to New York. acc ess ible than ever. H e was a money king. -Thus matters stood when one day Teresa Lindley Men who had in years passed snubbed him and disappeared. looked upon him as vastly below them in the social ' She dropped as suddenly and absolutely out of sight life of Gotham, were now eager to claim his friend-as if the earth had opened and swallowed her up. ship. Not the siightest clew to her whereabouts could be Tom Lindley despised them. found. It b ecame, speedily the greatest mystery of He was a type of true, honest, open -hearted man-the day. hood. The entire country was engrossed in interest over To him one man was as good as another. Poverty the fate of the heiress.

HELD AT BAY. 3 King Brady. "But have patience, chief. We will But this fact did not implicate him in the strange have a report to make some time." murder or the disappearance of Teresa. < So end ed the conference. But the Bradys recognized in him at once a man Now it happens tha t upon the very evening we open who would bear watching. Through him they had our story, and as the fl.ashy stranger at the corner of faith much might be learned yet. Fourteenth street and Broadway bought the extra So they gave him much attention. newspaper, the detective s were to strike the first real Thus far it was not discovered that he had any tangible clew the y had thus far encountered. associates. At that very moment, Old King Brady, in the dis-He seemed to be always alone. guise of a man about town was standing in the light It was quite certain that ' he was not the one who of the entrance to Keith's Theater. put the poison in Lindley's food. He was twirling his cane and had his gaze fixed Suspicion for this rested wholly upon the cook, Bud upon the flashy man. Smith. He saw him buy the newspaper. But for all that there might be potent reasons ' for Just across the street on the corner of Broadway Garton's wishing to put Lindley out of the way. stoo4 a sporty-looking young man with eyeglass and These had not yet become plain. gloves. But the Bradys believed they would. He seemed abstractly gazing at the upper stories of So they chose Garton a.s the object of their beslf en-the Morton House. I deavors. How they succeeded we shall see. But as he did so he swung his hands absently up Garton read the newspaper comments on the disap-and down and around, carelessly tapped his shoulder, pea.ranee of Teresa Lindley. his chest and flipped his gloves. He remained for some while in his position in front These movements were so seemingly natural that of the Morton House. they claimed hardly any attention from passersby. Then he slowly crossed the street to the square. Yet they had great significance. Turning into one of the paths he strolled leisurely They were a code of signals. along. The young detective was "wig-wagging," so to # Back and forth several times he went along these speak, to the old detective, who stood by Keith's. paths. Old King Brady answered in like manner. This The detectives now joined each other. was what passed between them: "Wb.at do you make of it?" asked Young King "He has bought a newspaper.;' .Brady. "Yes." The o"ld detective studied, a moment. "Do you think he has an appointment?" "He is certainly waiting." "Who is he ?" " I cannot guess as yet." "'I think he is the villain Garton." "It may be." "Shall I join you?" " Not yet. When he moves you follow him, and I will follow you." "All right !" All this revealed a most interesting fact. The flashy-looking man was being shadowed by the two Bradys. CHAPTER II. AT THE SMITH FLAT. IT was known to the Bradys that John Garton was in New York. It was also known that he was once more in hard luck. He had patronized faro too extensively. The fifty thousand given him by Lindley was gone. It was but natural that he should come to New York and try to sponge on his friend again. It was established that he had called on Lindley at his downtown office. "It is evident he i s waiti_ g for somebody," he . .baid. "That is my opinion . " " We shall see." " Who can it be ?" "I cannot venture the slightest guess," replied Old King Brady. But the detectives were not 'kept long in doubt. Suddenly Garton stood still. A woman closely vei-led was corning along the path toward him. She was of rather stout figure and well dressed. She went straight up to the Californian. Garton lifted his hat and then offered his arm. They strolled up and down the path for somewhile. The detectives would have given much tohaveover-heard their conversation. But this was not possible. After a long while they separated. This \ Vas the critical moment. What was to be dQne? Old King Brady decided. "Harry," he said, "you take the woman and I will take Garton." "All right," agreed the young detective. "So it sha-;ll be." So Youn ' g King Brady set out to shadow the woman. We will follow his experiences for the rest of this -chapter, as they were of a character worthy of portra. yal.


HELD AT BAY. The veiled woman walked rapidly away across the park to Broad way. Here she got upon a cable car. Young King Brady did the same. H e sat opposite her. It gave him a good chance to study her form and features and impress them indelibly upon his mind. The latter he could see but little of, so thick was the veil. But he belie ye d that she was positively handsome. _,. But her beauty was of an evil type, hard and sensual. She had the appea;rance of b eing in every sense a woman of the world. The detective noted all this. It was a; straw. But straws may show which way the wind blows, ana slight as the clew was, it was nevertheless valuable. The threads were beginning to be picked up. It was easy to summarize. Garton was the only known ' person in tiie worid who could possess a motive for the destruction of Lindley's life. He had several motives. One was revenge. Another, the possible chance of recovering a share of his late partner's estate. Garton has strange meeting with :m unknown veiled woman. This was thread number two, and the one which • Young King Brady was following. Up-Broadway, until past Fifty-ninth street the veiled lady rpde. Then at Sixtieth street she alight1::d. While she got off on one side of the car, Young King Brady dropped off on the other. He shadowed her up the street. Then she entered an apartment house and detective was left on the sidewalk to speculate 011. the next best move. It did not take him long to decide, however, on what this should be. He entered the vestibule of the flat house. On the letter boxes he could read the names of the occupants of the various fiats. On one he was startled to read : BUDLONG SMITH. This was the name of t ;he cook who was suspected of having poisoned Mr. Lindley .. Startling thoughts flashed through the young detective's What did it all mean ? Was the veiled lady an envoy from Smith to Garton? If so, this established an entirely new line of reasoning. It warranted the assumption that the crook and the Californian both implicated in the affair. The young detective felt that he was upo n the threshold of great d evelopments. But for the moment he was undecided what to do. Then a startling idea suggested itself to him. He proceed ed to act upon it. He touched the electric button which rang the bell in that fiat. 'l'he answer came at once. It proved that the fl.at was yet occupied. If Smith had decamped, he had left some one behind him. He was known to be a married man. And this thought came to the detective: Might not the veiled lady be his wife ? In any event, Young King Brady decided . to carry out the plan which had suggested itself to him. The door opened and he walked into the hall . . From a landing above a feminine voice called sharply: " Who is it ?" "Some one to see Mr. Smith," replied Young King Brady. "What name?" "A messenger from Mr. Garton," repli ed Young King Brady, at a venture. It had apparently a startling effect. There was a dull murmur of voices above, ap.d then the voice came down again : "Leave the message on the table in the hall. I will come down and get it." "I can only deliver it personally," replied Young King Brady, shrewdly. There was a moment of silence. Then the voice said again: "Did Mr. Garton send you here?" " . It is his message," repli ed Y ouli'g Kirrg Brady, evasively. "You may come up ! " The young d etective mounted the stairs. He was on a daring errand. Just how to play this bluff hand was to him a problem. How b,e could conjure up a message from Garton was a puzzle. Up the stairs he went. .He was in disguise. If those above knew him as Young King Brady, they would not know him now. He was near the landing now, and looking up saw a woman f'1-cing him. He recognized her at onc e the veiled lady who had met Garton at Union -square. She had a keen glance fixed upon him. He saw that she was very beautiful, but of a dangerous type of woman. "Do you want to see Mr. Smith?" she asked, bluntly. "I do!" replied Young King Brady. "Who sent you?" "I come from Mr. Garton!" "Where is he?" If this was to be proved, the mystery would be out and the case much simplified. I "At the Morton House !" "I just left him near there. "


HELD AT B AY. 5 "Yes !" said Young Brady, vaguely. . "Put that up, " he cried. "Don't you try to shoot It was evident the woman was reassured. Young m e h Put it up !" Kin g Brady tried a new lead. "l want to know if you're lying to me," said the "You are Mr. Smith's wife?" he asked. sharp woman. "If yo u a re I'll kill you. Tell me the "Why do you ask?" truth." H e r eyes pierced him. I "Haven't I done so?" "I am not to deliver the message to any but you or "l don't know." Mr. Smith?" "vVha,t do y ou want to know?" l\frs. Smith threw open Lhe door of the apartments. "vVhat Garton told you to ask us about that girl." "Come in," she said. "I can see that you are all "Just this," said Young King Brady, boldly. right. vVe have to be care ful, you know . " "Detectives are hot on your track. Look out for the "Yes!" replied the detective. girl." He walk ed into trhe apartment. Mrs. Smith low ered the revolver. It was well furnished. She seem ect satisfied . But the woman s ee med to be the o.nly occupa.nt. "It's all straight, Bud," s he said to some person. She motion ed him to. a ch air. who was in the next room. "What word will you "Now," she said, brusquely. "What is your j send back?" m essage?" . 1 A man appeared in the doorway. The young detectirn was working a desperate bh1ff. 1 It was Bud Smith. He could not back out now. H e was in for it, so to He gaz ed critically at Youn g King Brady. speak. H e cou ld only hit upon one plan. "What's your name?" he asked, ho a rsely. l t was a happy thought. "Jim Spence." If it succeeded, h e would be gaining another link in "Garto n sent ye?" the mystery. If it failed-he shrugged his shoulders. "Yes . " All h e desired was to get his eyes upon Smith. "\Vell, you go back and tell him Bud says the game H e would arrest him. is safe a nd sure. The girl will never be safer." Half the case was won, with Smith in custody. Young King Brady arose . Young King Brady knew this . So he proceeded on lie felt eJated. this b asis . He believed at that moment that the case was half "I deliver it to Mr. Smith," I won. "Mr. Smith i s not at home . You may deliver it to He had done some shrewd work. m e . " He felt for a p air of handcuffs. It was his purpose "I suppose it will be a,U right?" to arrest Smith on the spot. But he knew tl1at he "C rtainly." could not do this without first disarming the Smith "Well," said Young Kin g Brady, slowly feeling wom a n. his way, "the girl, yo u know--" She would shoot him. H e paused to see what effect this had upon the He f elt sure of this. woman. He saw a swift light leap into her eyes. So he began to temporize. Then it vanished . Her face was mobile. " .I'll carry your m essage, sir," he said ; "but it's a " what girl ?" she asked sharply. dusty day." But Young King Erady had gain ed his point. He Smith nodded with a grin. did not require words to tell him the truth. "Git him s om e beer, Lida," he said. "That's what "Why, the Lindley girl." he wants." The woman forward, her face ablaze. She "All ri ght, Bud." s e9med to transfix t h e _young detective with h e r eyes. The woman did the very thing Youn g King Brady "What does Garton want to know about h er?" wished she would. She placed the revolver on the she asked, harshly. "Does he think we know ar.y m antelpiece . Then she started to leave the room. thing about her disappearanc e ? Doe s he know The ctetectiv e co0lly reached forward, seized the r e -her ?" volv e r, and threw it through the glass sash of the Young Kin g Brady played his part well. wiil.dow. " You must ask him that," he said, carelessly. "I The n he drew out his h a ndcuffs, and s a id, with a am o nly a messenger.' ' smile: The next moment the young detectiv e looked into a "Come, Smith, put these on. You are my prisr e \olver held by the excited woman. Her eyes were oner." lik e sparks of fire. Smith's face was ash e n hued. CHAPTER III. YOUNG: KING BRADY HITS A CLEW. FOR a moment Young King Brady was startled. Mrs . Smith's action was unexpected. He fcig ned alarm. He gasped and stared at the dete ctive. • "Treachery!" he hissed. "Lida, kill him! Shut the door! Don't let him escape . " With a scream the woman turned back to grasp her r evolver. But it was gone.


G HELD AT BAY. "Steady !" cried the young detective, sternly. So he started across tl e roofs at full On he "You cannot resist the law. You are run to earth." ran, leaping from one roof to another. It looked at that moment as if Young Brady He looked at the skylights of the v a rious buildings had decidedly the best of the situation. as he ran. Some were op e n and others closed. "Who are you?" panted the woman, with wide-It was impossible to tell into which of these Smith open, staring eyes. had descended. "I am a detective, and my name is Brady." For this had doubtless been his method of escape. "Young King Brady," said Smith, with a signifiThe detective finally came to a halt. cant look at his wife. "Well, I suppose the game is H a abandoned the quest. up. Put on the wristers, young fellowY I It was quite useless. Young King Brady made a move to put the hand-Looking for a needle in a haystack would have been cuffs on Smith. just easy. He imagined that the latter had really given up the He decided to return to the Smith fiat. If Mrs. game and was ready to yield. Smith was still there he would put her under arrest. But he was in error. T]!is he did.,. As he drew near ,Smith, the latter, with incredible But the place was deserted. swiftness, -plunged forward and dove into the young An old woman stood in the doorway with keys in detective's stomach with his head. her hands. The move was so swift and unexpected that Young ''Where is Mrs. Smith?" asked Young King Brady. King Brady was taken complet ely off his guard. "Hah !" interrogated the beldame, with one hand He went backward over a chair and measured his " back of her ear. length on the floor. "Look here!" said Young King Brady, sternly, He was upon his feet like a cat. showing his star. "You are not deaf, .and you can't But Smith had d arted from the room and out fool me. Tell me the truth or I will run you in. through the door of the apartment. See?" Young King Brady was after him like a panther. The old came to her senses. The woman threw herself before him. Her subterfuge was abandoned. But he hurled her aside. "What do ye want ?" she asked, sullenly. He saw Smith vanishing up the stairs toward the "What name?" roof. As he reached the landing above he turned out "Ellen Flaherty." the light, "What is your business ?" The detective, however, did not stop. "I am the j anitress of this house." He -plunged into the gloom. "Good! Now I tell you it won't do you any good But Smith had only sought to make his escape to cover up anything." more sure, and had continued on up the next flight of "I ain't trying t<1." stairs. "I want to know where Mrs. Smith is." The skylight was just above. "I don't know." As Y01.thg King Brady glanced up for a moment he Young King Brady saw that the woman was earn saw the gl'mmer of the stars. est. But a dark form the next moment shut them from "She gave me the keys of the fl.at, and told me to view. keep 'em until she should come 'back. She's gone Smith had gained the roof. away." Bang! Down went the skylight. Young King Brady was satisfied. Young King Brady rushed up the ladder. He "Do you know where?" he asked. placed his back to the trap and tried to lift it. "No." But it would not yield. "Is there any clew which you know of that would He exerted all his strength. aid me to find her?'' But he had aimost given the effort up as useless, "I don't know of any," replied the Flaherty worn when suddenly the trap began to slowly rise. an. She was sincere. With a fresh effort the detective raised it Young King Brady entered the flat. higher. The janitress demurred, but he said: It fell over. "I have the right. I am armed with the law, and Then he leaped out upon the gravel of the roof. that gives me the right." But Smith was gone. Young King Brady looked carefully through the He was not in sight anywhere. fl.at, but he made no discovery of importance. Young King Brady was chagrined. Certainly Teresa Lindley, the .,missing heiress, was This was certainly the hardest of luck. He had a not confined there. short while before been sure of his prisoner. Now he He look ed in vain for some clew which might lead was wholly at a loss to know where to look for him. to the locating of her, but it did not exist. However, he was determined not to abandon the 'l'he apartments were sparsely furnished. quest here. Only the bare necessaries of life were there.


HELD AT BAY. 7 Young King Brady wasted no further time there. Th e case was still enveloped in myst&-y and he was 1 yet held at bay. -He wondered what success Old King Brady had met with in tracking Garton. If he had done no better, then there was little g>ained. Much was lost. The crooks were now onto the detectives, and would be able to regulate their movements so as to indefi nit ely hold them at bay. Youn g King Brady to. ok a scant look about the neighborhood and made many guarded inquiries. A patrolman at the corner had seen Mrs. Smith drive away in a cab. But he had not seen Smith. That villain was still missing. Young King Brady took. a car for downtown. He went directly back to Fourteenth street. It now near midnight. H e stood upon the very spot where he h a d stood when Old Kin g Brady gave him the strange signals, and the trailmg of Garton was begun. Young King Brady loun ged about for over an hour. The n he went to the private offices of the detectives' in Broad way. Here he made another change in his disguise. He made up for a country Rube, and once more went out on the street. He was extremely anxious to learn what had be-He glanced at the superscription. He received an astounding surprise. Thus it read: MR. BUDLONG SMITH, Mort. on House , New York City. Young King Brady gasped with surprise. For a. moment he was aghast. What did it mean ? Was the man who had just driven up in the cab really Budlong Smith ? If so-what? The young detective felt like kicking himself. Here was the bird, onct3 again under his and he had all owed him to calmly get int

8 HELD AT BAY. He wore a cassock buttoned closely about him, and I and used largely as a place of residence by wealt:ky a silk hat with a broad black band. Nev v Yorkers. He might been taken for a curate or a physi-As they alighted from the train, Old King Brady cian. saw the two crooks, for he f elt sure they deserved the His calling was seemingly clerical. title, cross the railroad track and continue down toOld King Brady was at once interested in this felw ard the river. 'low. A lane h ere diverged from the main street, and He set him down at o n ce as a criminal of the most leading through spacious grounds passed a fine coloni

HELD AT BAY. 9 dows. The detective held the boat close against the hull. He was now in a position to look in through this window. He saw the interior of the yacht's forward cabin. It was luxuriously furnished. Two men sat in chairs with their feet perched on a table. On the table were cigars and two bottles of cham-CHAPTER V. AT TARRYTOWN. THE voice was Garton's. He had just caught a glimpse of the outline of Old King Brady's boat as it vanished into the night. He roared like a lion. Sailor Jim and Burtis came tumbling out in haste. "What boat is that?" roared Garton. "I'll be Jlagne. she was just alongside. Did you see her?" They were smoking and chatting. The detective "I sa,w no boat," said Pendleton. "1\ren't you recognized them as John Garton and his clerical com-mistaken?" panion. , "Mistaken!" yelled Garton. "Of course I ain't UnfQrtunately the window was closed and Old King mistaken . . 1 tell you there must be better watch kept. Brady could only see, not hear the two men. aboard. this boat. We're never safe." He watched them a long while. "We just turned in fer a nip, sir," said Burtis, Then they finally arose, and he saw that Garton apologetically. had started for the companion way to.come-on deck. "Well, that ain't what I hire you for!" cried Gar-The clerical man followed him. ton,' savagely. "The next time this thing happens The detective was in doubt. it' s a smash-up for you !" The shadows were deep where he was. Not unless All these words came plainly to the hearing of the the two men came near the rail would they see the old detective. little rowboat lying alongside. He allowed his boat to drift ashore. / Old King Brady decided to risk it and stay there. Then he leaped out. The next moment he heard Garton's voice as he He had learned much. emerged on deck. I But he believed that he was as yet only on the eve "Well, Lucius Pendleton, there'll be enough money of very important developments. I• in it to make us all rich. It won't pay you nor any-He wondered if Teresa Lindley was a captive on one else to kick over the traces now." board the Curlew. "I don't intend to, Jack Garton. But we want an This might be true. understanding." If she was, then much that had hitherto been a "Well, you have it now!" mystery was explained. He believed now that he "I didn' t come all the way on here from San Fran-saw Garton's game. cisco for nothing." He had :.Llready outlined his plans. "Nor I!" He would wait on this spot until the coming of day-" Let it rest at that!" light. Then if the Curlew sailed, he would endeavor "Then you'll hang, wiU you?" to procure a steam tug and pursue her. "I will . You can depend on me. " He was not ready as yet to make an arrest. "Heigho ! how is this? Nobody on deck ? What's The disappearance of Teresa Lindley was yet to be the matter with our skipper?" soh• ed, also the poisoning of Tom Lindley. "Who do you mean? Burtis ?" So he saw that it would be far better to give the "No. Sailor Jim!" birds plenty of rope for awhile longer. "I think likely they're aft in the cabin." He ensconced himself secur,ely upon the shore and "Having a ga. y time, eh? The deck must never be watched the Curlew's light. Then of a sudden these left without a watch. You can't tell how many went out. cursed detectives may be prowling around." He knew that Garton had retired. '"'Shall I call them?" It was after midnight. "Yes, send 'em out here at once." Time passed. Old King Brady now had all the occupants of the The detective had begun to get drowsy when an un-yacht sized up. looked-for thing occurred. He heard the soft dip of He recog;nized Pendleton as a pal and tool of Gar-oars and the gentle murmur of voices. ton's. He started up. The Curlew belonged to the latter, and the crew "I wonder what that can be?" he thought. consisted of two men, called Sailor Jim and Burtis. He listened again. He made careful mental note of all this. Nearer they came. Then as the two sailors came tumbling out of the Then the keel of the ooat was heard to grate upon cabin, the old detective realized that his position was the sands. The detective saw two dark figures. b ecoming a perilous one. They passed close enough to him to be touched. He allowed his boat to drift away from the yacht "Wall, Jim," said one of them, '•we pev got to hev and into the gloom. As he did so, a voice cried: some fun ashore. Hang me, but I'll break my 'davy "I say, what boat is that?" and quit ship if he tackles me a.gin like afore!"


10 HELD AT D A Y. "I'm with ye, Ben Burtis. Sailors is sailors, an' ye can't make dogs of 'em." "Likely if he knew we was ashore here now, he' d have a fit." "Let him have it.", "I don't keer if the old scow sinks an' all aboard of her!" " Same here ! I don't, like the cargo. There's no luck in it.'' "Shake, shipmate l Women is bad things to fool with!" Old King Brady felt a thrill. The last words of the two sailors were a revelation to him. They implied much. Namely, that there was a woman aboard the yacht. Who could it be but Teresa Lindley. "H'm !" muttered Old King Brady, "I believe it will pay to shadow these chaps!" The two sailors now started to walk away toward the town. The old detective followed them. He could not get near enough with safety to hear any more of the conversation. But the sailors laughed and talked as they rolled They did not enter the streets of the town, either. But instead they turned down the railroad track. How far they went in this way the detective could not judge in the darkness. But suddenly a light gleamed through the night. A house was seen near the railroad track. Toward it the sailors went. T.b.e door opened and closed behind them. Old King Brady crept up until he could see in at the window. The sight he beheld was a surprising one to him. The room was large and filled with tables and -chairs. In one end of it was a small bar. Whisky bottles and glasses were everywhere, and a dozen rough men were smokjng and drinking. It was plainly a resort for river men and railroad hands. The two sailors went to the bar and drank. detective watched them for awhile. Then he saw them sit down at a table to play cards. His mind was made up. He must enter the place. Old King Brady drew back in the shadows and maqe a quick change in his appearance. He became a roughlyclad, hard-looking tramp. Then he went up, and opening the door went boldly into the pl a ce. A few idle glances were bestowed upon him. Other wise he seemed to be uQnoticed. He went up to the bar and called for a glass of whisky. This was poured out for him. He tossed a fifty-cent piece on the bar. The proprietor threw it into the till. He looked keenly a. moment at the detective and then busied himself about the back of the bar. Old King Brady did not drink the whisky. He contrived to empty it on the sawdust-covered floor. Then he said, with an assumed thickness of voice: "I say, boss, whar's piy change?" The proprietor turned with a scowl. "I give yer ther change," he growled. The detective saw the point. He turned away. "H'm!" he muttered. "Cutthroat joint, eh?" .He glanced about the room. He saw the two sailors, Ben Burtis and Sailor Jim, drinking at a table. They were a l so playing cards. The detective sat down i n a chair and p retended to bite a big hunk out of a piece of tobacco. He pretended to be interested in the card game. It pleasantl y for awhile. But there-is no game of chance which can so thoroughly stir up personal feeling and quarrel as a game of cards. The two sailors were engrossed for a time. Sailor Jim appeared to lose. His face flushed and he banged the table heavily each time with his hands as he played. He was out of temper. At he threw down the deck savagely and cried: "Ben Burtis, I believe you hev been cheatin' me!" Burtis -for a moment stared at his mate in surprise. Then he said : "Hang you, Sailor Jim, do you mean that?" "Every danged word of it. " "Belay me. I've a mind to tackle you. " "Try it on, you yaller sculpin l" "Take it back.!" ""Like that ! " Sailor Jim launched out his great fist, and struck Burtis full in the face. The latter went over. backwards like a ninepin. The chair went out from under him and he measured his length on the floor. But he was quickly on his feet. Fury was depicted on his face. Blood trickled down his cheek. In an instant the place was in an u proar. In vain the proprietor tried to check it. He was powerless. The two sailors went at eacr other hammer and tongs. The crowd cleared a space about them, and ' the cry went up : ,; Let 'em have it out!" "Make a ring!" "Give 'em a chance!" Old King Brady did not attempt to interfere. All this served his purpose well. The two sailors pounded each other liberally for awhile. Then they shook hands, went to the bar and drank, and again sat down to renew the card game. This was all in sailor fashion. Old King Brady smiled.


HE L D AT BAY. 11 He drew near the table. f "Hang me for a whale, mate," cried Sailor Jim. "I say, mates," he said, quietly, "are you on the "We can't leave this man ashore like this." level? I was in the navy once myself." "It would be like givin' him to tber sharks," de Th e two sailors looked at him and nodded approv-clared Burtis. ingl y . "What kin we do?" "AIL right, skipper. We are glad to cross your "There's a thing ye kin do fer m e , mates, if ye cou r se. What's your port?" will," said Old King Brady. "New York!" "Ah, what's that, mate?" asked the two sailors, "That's not far !" eagerly. "No. I wish we were there now. I'd show ye a "Stowaway! I'll only trouble ye till I get to New York." bett er joint than this. " S ailor Jim dropped the cards. This is a common trick among sailor s . To stowaway "Have a drink!" he said. a friend to the e nd of a voyage is an easy matter. "It's mine !" said Old King Brady. The two sailors look ed at each other, and then struck hands. "No-I piped off first." "All right ! '' The three went to the bar. They drank whisky. Then 0 Id King Brady s aid : "It's mine this time. Wet your whistles on me, mates. Here's luck to your ship, whatever her port may be!" "Her next port is New York," r e plied Burtis. "Hang me, mate, but I like your looks. " "Here's to your friendship. May we meet again !" "Many times!" Down went the whisky. Old King Bra.dy never drank only when compelled to on a n accasion such as this. But no amount of liquor, however, affected his nerve. H e bj:lcame drunk. The two sailors at once recognized in him a man of the old sailor type. Free-hearted and reckless H e had won their hearts. Back to the table they went. The card game was renewed. This time Old King Brady had a hand in it. He was careful t o lose quite steadily. The two sailors felt flattered. When the game was over, the clock marked the hour of three. "We must get back to the yacht, matey," said Sailor Jim. "The skipper would skin us if he knew we were here." "I am ready, my bo'," cried, Burtis. "Where does she lie ?" asked Old King Brady care lessly. "Up the river a bit," r eplied Sailor Jim. "We sail for New York at daybreak to take on cargo'.'' "Where bound ?" "The skipper does not Sl\.)7." "Is the fo'castlc full? " "It is a yacht, matey," said Sailor Jim. "I wish the r e was a berth a board for ye. The craft n ee ds three men." "That it do es," agreed Burtis. "Well," said Old King Brady, rising, "I must get back to New York, and ye've won my last money . I'll take none back, for I'll lose my luck.'' T he two sailors exchanged g l ances. "We're with ye, mate!" "It shall be done !" Th e three now left the crib where they had wasted several hours. Old King Brady felt that he had hit a mighty lead . CHAPTER VI. THE ELUSIVE SMITH. WE le f t Young King Brady just in the act o f p ick ing up the letter dropped by the man who had come to the Morton House in the cab. The name on the letter gave the detective a thrill. "Budlong Smith." Of course, the man in the cab was t he murderous '+00k. The woman with him was doubtless his wife. They were probably just about to leave the country. "Humph !" said the your1g detective in chagrin. "Tricked again." ' But what was in the letter? The young detective lost no time in breaking-the se a l. H e oii e n ed the envelope and drew from it a sheet of paper. H e held it up and scanned it. It was perfectly blank. There was no writing upon it. Nothing else was in the e nvel o pe . The d etective was puzzled. What did this mean? Again and again he scanned the blank sheet o f p a per. But there was positively nothing on it. It was queer. Was Smith in the habit of receiving letters like this? Simply blank sheets of p aper in an envelope? The n like a fl.ash a sudden thrilling thought came to Young King Brady. Might there not be invisible chirography on the p a p er? This was often employed. A species of invisible ink which only the application of an acid could bring I to view.


• ' 12 HELD AT BAY. Again he examined the paper. . j Young King Brady considered the plan of goin g at Then he went up under the electric liglit. He held I o nc e to Tarrytown, and looking up the yacht which the paper up and saw what looked like fi11ely traced was m entio n ed in the letter. fiber in the p aper. H e felt sure that the missing g irl was aboard this This settled it. yacht. The detective went to the nearest drug store. H e might thus effect her r esc ue. ''My friend," he said to the druggist, "I wish to I H e had not the slightest suspicion, of course, ask a favor!" that Old King Brady was on this trail. This did not "What is it, sir?" asked t h e a pothecary. o ccur to him. "I have here a shee t of p a per on which a message But b e for e he could decide just what to do an i nciis written in invisible ink. Can yo u kindly assist me dent occurred' which at once determined his course t o bring the lines out?" The druggist took the p aper. He examined it. Then he smiled broadly. "The matte r is very simple," he said. "No acid is n ee ded. Water will do that." H e brought out a bowl of water. The p a p e r was placed in it. Young King Brady show e d his star. This convinced the druggist that a ll was stra.ight and right. The n the paper began to show lin es . Slowly but surely the chirography was brought out from its hiding. The messa.ge read by Young King Brady was startling. Thus it read: " To BuD SMITH : action. He saw a cab drive quickly up the street. H e recognized the driver. It was the same man who had brought Smith. and his wife to the spot. The cabby drove up to t h e side walk. There wa. s no one in the cab. Young King Brady saw The driver descended from his box. He looked around on the sidewalk and the gutter, as if searching fo r something. Young Kin g Brady strolled up. "He llo, cab by!" he said. "What are you looking for ?" " I just drove a bloke an' his wife away from here, an' they dropped a letter,'' said the cabby. "Did they send y ou b ack for it?" "y ,,, "Everything is working all right. The yacht is at Webs th .,,, " o are ey' Tarrytown and we are going there at once. We'll T b 1 1 d k 1 y . . . H . . . he cab y oo rn een y at oung King Brady fool the Klond1ker all nght. e thmks h e is g om g H k cl 'th t 1 . • 1 h . cl 1 -11 tl 1 . e as e , w1 ou rep ymg: to make that gir marry im an 1e w1 get le y h . 't t 't h "rl" 1 h h B h -11. " ou a m go I , ave ye . millions wh1c 1 s e as. ut t ose m1 10ns are com-Tl t' b . ., d y . I " ia s my usmess, sa1 oung King Brady. our way, and we know how to drop lum when the "Who are the ?" time comes. Now keep dark and leave the rest to I Th bb y 11 d I ' . d l d I l th b ' d l e ca y swe e up. me. t s a big ea , a . n ia. ve e ir secure y L k h f 11 d 't t 'tl . . . . " oo ere, young e er, on you ge gay w1 1 lulled to sleep. The girl will gladly pay us a million ,, h bl t d "G' tl t , 1 tt " Th ' ll G t . h me, e us e r e . ive me ia ere e e:r. each for her liberty. e n we toss a r on mto t e H b t . h ' l'k fl -1 d K cl 1 Regards to }.'our good wife. . e egan o .swmg is arms 1 e a1 s an came f eep ar {, toward Ybung King Brady. ours or money. "Lucrns PENDLETON." The youn g detective stood still. As the cab b y m a d e a biff a t him Young King Brady made a side step, and with a quick swing of his rjght dropped the fellow. Young King Brady was astounded by this r e velation. Here was a discovery. ft was a wheel within a wheel. Who was Lucius P endleton? He was a new factor. The scheme was easily seen. Garton's pals were in reality traitors. Again the prim e plan of the Klondike gambler was now seen. T e resa Lindley was the victim of abduction. The abductor was G arton. His purpose was to, if possible, force her to marry him. A more diabolical scheme could hardly be im-agined. Young King Brady was much interested in the new plot. It was indeed a rare bit of luck in getting the letter into his poss ess ion. It was the key to the whole situation. The astonished cabby clambered to his feet. His head rang lik e a bell. H e at the detective. H e knew that h e had run up against. science. He did no t try it again. "Who are ye ?" he crie d . "I didn't take ye for a p rize fighter." People passing had seen the incident and a crowd instan t l y began to collect. Young King Brady saw that he must close the affair at once. H e stepped u p to the cabby and displayed his star. "Look here!" he said, sternly. "It's a term in prison for you if you don't do what I say. Do you understand ?" The cabby wilted.


HELD AT BAY . 13 "All right, b oss !" he said. "Now, those p eople yo u had are cro oks," sai d Young King Brady. "Where did you leave them?" "At Jim Kirk's p l ace, Avenue B !" Youug Kin g Brady stepped into the cab. " D rive me there at o nce," he said. "No t reach e r y now !" Th e cabby climbed up to his seat. H e swung the whi p over h i s horse and away they went. D o w n F o urteenth street toward t h e east s id e Young K i n g Brady was driven . It was so m e ways to A venu e B. Bu t fin a ll y the cab t . urned into that thorou ghfare. Y ou n g King Brady sign a l ed the cabb y t.o stop. H e leaped o u t . H e knew well where Kirk's place w a s, t wo blocks be lo w . I t was a r esort for tou g h s and c ro o k s of a ll kind s . The d e tectiv e hand ed the cab by a doll ar. H e s aid: "Get out of here at o n ce . M i n d you , don't y ou g iv e those p eo p le a ride-again. " T he fellow b o we d obsequiou s l y . "All right, b o3s." ' H e leaped o n t o hi s b o x a n d drove a way at f ull speed. Youn g Kmg Bra d y walk ed o n t oward Kirk's. He soon cam e in s i g h t o f t h e e n t r a n ce . O v e r it hung a red g lob e . Young King Bra d y e ntered t h e place . A lon g b a r o cc upi e d the front of t h e s hop . Back of thi s was a music hall a n d beer garde n. H e r e was whe r e the d e tecti ve expected t o find hi s birds. And h e was not d isappo inted. H e e ntered the beer garden. A number o f pe op le were drin ki n g at the t ables. Some were pl ay in g a t billiards. A t on e of t h e t ables sat a wo m an. It w a s Lid a S m i t h . But Smith w a s not to be s e en anywhe r e . The det e c t iv e w a s surprise d. What did this mean? Whe r e had the e x cook gone? H a d h e sme lled a r at? T he d e t ective s lowly saunte r e d into the pla c e . It w ill b e r e m embere d tha t h e h a d change d hi s dis-guise . Young King B rady dre w the l etter from bi s pocket and hand ed it t o the w o m;a,n. S h e grasp e d it eagerly . T hen her face d arke n e d . " Di d you o pe n it?" s h e asked i n a fierce way. "Yes," repli ed Y o un g .King Brady. "What did you do that for?" " I wanted to see w h a t was in it. " " v\Tho are you ? " "My name i s J ack Bryan." Lida Smith's face fe ll . She s eemed reassured. "That i s a ll r ight, " s h e said . "Did you read what I was in it ?" " N aw," replie d Young Kin g Brady. "There w a rn't n o t hin ' to read. " Lida Smit h glance d at t h e note. She saw that it was bl ank. At on ce she unde r s t o od . "Why, of course, " she said. "It was only a blank p iece of p a p er." " Fol k s that write l etters generally write s omethin' o n the p a p e r,'' said Young King Brady. The wo mf.Ln l a u g h ed . "All r i ght, Jack Bryan," s h e s a id, gayly. "You a in't to bl a m e for w h a t yo u don't k now. You found the letter, didn't yo u ?" " Yas. Whe re's your husba nd ?" Lida for a m o m e n t turne d p a l e . "Eh? " s h e e x claime d, t ense ly. "What about my husband?" "Oh , nawthin', onl y the c abby s a id he ' d give me suthin' . " " O h, tha t's it," sai d , Lid a , quickl y . "We ll , he 11as gon e a way. But h e r e is h a lf a doll ar. Is tha t e n ou g h?" " Oh, sar tin'." Young K ing Bra d y went to the b a r a n d pre t ended to drink a g lass of b eer. H e h a d tho r ou ghly dis armed the suspicions of Lida Smith . Bu t h e was mystifi e d about one thing. What lud b e com e of Smith? In a ll his life h e h a d neve r tra cked k ee n e r p e ople tha n t h es e. Smith was c a r e ful to leav e no clew behind h i m. But Young Kin g Bra d y b e li e v e d h e h a d the upp e r h and yet. H e pre t ende d to drink a t the b ar. The n s udd e nly Lida Smith arose and w alke d out. The Smit h woman pl a inl y did n o t k no w him. k ept h e r gaze fix e d on the outer door. She Young Kin g Brady follow e d h e r care fully. The d e tectiv e h a d alread y out lin e d his plan a c t ion. H e wal ke d stra i ght up to h e r . I s this Mrs . Smith?" h e asked. The wom a n gave a start. She look e d at him s u s pi ci ously. "Who a r e you?" she asked. "The c a b driver s ent m e in." Her face lit up. " D id he send a letter?" she asked. "Yes l" But a no t h e r m a n c a m e from a slip in the pla ce and of . follow e d him. Thou g h h e knew it not, the youngde l tective was betwee n t w o fires. CHAPTER VII. ON BOA R D THE CURLEW. OLD KIN G B RADY had truly hit a good lead. H e was bon camarade with the t w o sailors , Jim


14 HELD AT BAY. and Burtis, and it looked as if everything was coming ] In one of these Garton slept, and in the other wa his way. . I Pendleton. Both were deep in the arms of Morpheus. To become a stowaway on board the Curlew would I O!d King Brady found that the other staterooms mean everything to him; his opportunities would be I were empty. unlimited. This satisfied him on one point. So it is needless to say that he fraternized with the The missing girl was not aboard the yacht. sailors to the best of his ability. But he felt sure of one If she was not, she He left nothing undone. soon would be. By the time they reached the shore where the Cur-For he felt sure that the yacht had been fitted out lew's boat was waiting they were the warmest of for the purpose of making a fioatmg prison for her. friends. It was not easy to track anyone aboard a vessel. Old King Brady had given his name as Rufus. Again, it be moved from point to and Sailors never ask a man what his second name is. thus baffle pursmt. On ships' registers and papers they quite often reg-All this the detective ister simply by the Christian name Jack, Bob, Oscar, He saw that the game bemg played by Garton was or any other title suggested by their fancy. a clever one. In this way such names as Tom Reefer, Jack Splice, I But Garton had flot reckoned on the shrewdness oi Ben Bolt, Dick Brace, and many others originated. J the two Bradys. . The sailor drops his second name and clingin"" to He had abducted Teresa Lmdley. the Christian name, perhaps the ship's maste r 0fur-Somewhere he held safely in his possession. nishes the addition from some part of the ship, its But though believed this fact knowr. only to him-rio-""in"" or outfit. self, he was mistaken. 15s15 s0 .1 J ' dB B t' d d f k Old ,King Brady saw that nothing more could be o a1 or im an .en ur is never reame o as . d tl t ht game ia mg . ing their new friend his full name. I He quickly made his plans. Rufus was quite enough. , And as Rufus he was known. He would wait until the girl was brought aboard All th t t th d' for such the the yacht. ree now go rn e mgy, Then he would act. yacht's boat was. Back t" the yacht they rowed. Sil ently they ran alongside. All was quiet on board. It was evident that neither Garton nor Pendleton suspected that the boat i1ad been deserted by the This was his best move. So back to the forecastle he went. He crept into his hammock. He was exceedingly weary. It n eed lwxaly be said that he must at once yield to this, for exhausted nature demanded a rest. . He slept soundly. They were doubtless sound asleep m the forward H k db t h h' crew. b' e was awa ene y a ouc on is arm. ca m. . . . J "Wake up, mate!" said a voice in his ear. "We The two crept over the rail and, Old Kmg are going to cast out into the river. I've brought ye Brady went with them. a bit of feed." Into the after cabin they went. It was Sailor Jim. Sailor Jim opened a sli _ding into a small hold Old King Brady sprang up. forward of the after cabm, and said: "Thank ye !" he cried. "I wish I could get out on "We'll sling ye a hammock in here, mate, and ye deck!" kin go to sleep a ll right. The skipper will never look "That won't do!" here for ye. After mess to-morrow morning we'll bring ye something to eat." Rufus thanked the two sailors and turned into the hammock at once. But after the two sailors were asleep, Old King Brady arose. There was no danger of waking them. The liquor held them enthralled. Their sleep was almost a stupor. He glided through their cabin and out upon the deck. It was an easy matter to reach the forward cabin. A dim light burned there. The old detective, lik e a shadow, crept down the stairs. The cabin was richly furnished. Several staterooms adjoined it. "Not safe, eh?" "No. The skipper is sour and ugly this morning." "He don't want a new hand?" "No, no! Not now, matey. Wait awhile. P'raps something will come up." "All right !" Old King Brady fell to at his repast. It was quite toothsome. It consisted of broiled Spanish mackerel, potatoes, corn bread, and a pot of coffee. .He did justice to it. Then he crept to tlie crevice in the door and looked out. He saw a small section of the deck. Pendleton sat under an awning forward. was in the ext.reme bow. He was scanning the river with a glass. Garton


HELD AT BAY. 15 Old King Brady ventured to step out into the seamen's cabin . Both Jim and Burtis were making sail and wearing the yacht out into the river. "that ain't a square thing to do. We oughter stic k up for woman, Jim." Sailor Jim screwed up his lips . The detective k ept a good vvatch of the deck. Gradually the yacht came out into the river. 'I'hen the current and the wind both took her, and she glided away like a startled fawn. "A sailor's a sailor," he said, in a non -committal way. "He obeys orders or gets a flogging. I hain't nothin' more to say, that's all . " Down the river current she sped. It was necessary at times to tack, as the river changed its course or the wind its direction. But the Curlew made good time. On she sped. Pendleton and Garton sat on the forward deck all CHAPTER VIII. THE CAPTIVE GIRL. the time talking. OLD KING BRADY saw tha, t Sailor Jim had no idea: Thus hours passed. of championing fq.ir prisoner. Finally Burtis, who was the cook, went below to He was a sailor, as he had said. prepare the noon repast. Obeying of ,orders was his business. No ma. tte:rSailor Jim came into the l?eamen's cabin. what the skipper did he could not lawfully interfere. He gave a start at sight of Old King Brady. So the old d etective did not attempt to reckon upon "Heigho, mate!" he ejaculated. "Ain't ye takin' Sailor Jim in case of a great emergency. risk? If ye get caught by the skipper, it's a walk to "I shall have to stand single-handed against them. New York ye'll get." all," he thought. Old King Brady snapped his fingers. But this did not daunt him. "He'll never see me," he said. "But it was dark Meanwhile a boat had been lowered from the yacht. and stuffy in that hole!" Garton and Burtis got aboard. 'l'hey rowed away "Well, that's so, mate!" said Jim. "But I must into the gloom . go ba,ck to the wheel now. I lashed her a minute to Where they had gone the detective had no idea. see how ye was." But he surmised that the captive girl was held a "I'm all right !" prisoner in some lonely house in the neighborhood of "That's good! Ben will bring ye up something to Spuyten Duyvil. eat pretty quick!" Old King Bracty knew that the best he could do And away glided Jim. now was to await her arrival. On down the river sailed the boat. So he made himself easy. Steamers passed them both ways. The yacht was now at anchor. But the Curlew kept along quite steadily, and The darkness was intense. fiua.lly as the day began to wane, the mouth of the Sailor Jim now crept into the forecastle . Pendle-Hudsou began to appear. ton had gone into the forward cabin. At nightfall the Curlew came to an anchorage op-"Come, mate," said Jim, "they won't be back posite the mouth of Spuyten Duyvil Creek. Hereshe under an hour. You and I can have a game of lay until long after dark. cards !" Old King Brady now was mterested. He pulled out the pasteboards. Sailor Jim came in and whispered: "All right," said Old King Brady. "What shalt "Keep cool an' stay right where ye are. We'll it be?" drop down to the lower harbor yet, and then we'll get "Auction pitch!" ye ashore all safe." "All right!" "What's up here?" asked Old King Brady. The cards were dealt a n d they p layed. But all the "We've stopped to take on cargo." while Jim kept an eye on the cabi n stairs. "What kind?" An hour passed. Sailor Jim shrugged his shoulders. Then a distant faint shout .vas heard, followed by "Somethin' that's contraband, I reckon," h e rea shrilli n g whistle. p .. ied . " I tell ye, mate, I do n't like a woman on board "Thar she blows !" cried Sailor Jim, rushing cut ship . " 1 on deck. "A woman?" Old King Brady concea l ed himself at the forecastle "Yas. There ain't n o luck in 'em." window whence he could see the gang ladder. "Well, that is true enough," agreed Old King Sailor Jim stood by that. Brady. "But what are they bringing a woman Pendleton came up from the cabin and did the aboard for?" same. " That's the skipper's business . " A boat came alongside the yacht. " I s it against her w ill?" Then up the ladder sprang a man. " I can't say, mate.' He leaped on deck . "Look here, " sai d Ol d King Bra dy, a s a feeler, It was Garton.


16 HELD AT BAY. He then leaned forward and began to lift on some-It had three occupants. thing. A young girl's slight figure appeared. Pendleton, John Garton and the captive girl. She She was assisted up to the deck. There s)le sto. od sat in a chair while her white, bloodless face was up.a moment, revealed in the glare of the cabin light. turned. It was Teresa Lindley. She was in a piteous state. She was deathly pale, and her eyes were sunken Pendleton and Garton were talking to her. and hollow. She was held by h e r captors Firmly . Nothing of importance was repeated, and suddenly The old detective felt a thrill. Garton excl::1imed : He longed 1 ; o leap forward and befriend her on the "Here, Pendleton, entertain the young lady until I spot, but he knew this would be folly. come back. I must go'up on deck." \ Here was the missing girl. And he sprang up the stairs. The girl for whom all New York was agog. The Pendleton stared after Garton and then he looked girl who was the legal possessor of six millions. at the captive girl. A strange expression came over Little good they did her now. his face . She was in the power of foes. His eyes glittered like diamonds. For a moment she stood thus• revealed in the glare "Young miss," he whispered, "do not be alarmed. Qf the deck lamps. I I am your friend." Then she was led away and into the cabin. "Oh, sir," exclaimed Teresa, clasping her hands, Garton and Pendleton followed her. "if you are really such assist me in returning to my Old King Brady was now besid e himself. He friends." wanted to witness that scene in the cabin as well as "You shall return," said Pendleton, rubbing his to hear what was said. hands nervously. But how was he to do it? "Heaven bless you !" Teresa. "Oh, how H e could not afford to arous e the suspicions of Sailor soon will it be ?" .Jim and Burtis. "Just as quickly as you come to my terms." That would be fatal. Teresa gave a start. The two sailors 'vere in the ring, and would stand by their employers. He saw this at a glance. He looked about the forecastle. And then he saw a trap in the cabin floor. He lifted it. Stairs led down into the hold. Old King Brady did "Your terms!" she repeated. "Yes." "What are they?" "You have six millions of money to which you are ll,eiress ? " "Yes." not hesitate. "Then with a vast sum of money you can afford to He dived down into the darkness and closed the trap be liberal with me." .after him. I "Then you wish pay." He was in utter darkness. "Unfortunately men like me all need money. I But not for long. I shall have to have assistance to save you. This man He h a d a dark lantern. has a deadly purpose in view." This he now lit. "He was once my father's partner." He flashed its rays about. He was in the hold of "Yes !" the yacht. "What is his purpose?" Here were stores for a long voyage. This seemed H . d 1 . . " e mten s to compe you to marry him," said to lend color to the .assumption that the crooks m. 1 't d h th U ' t d I Pendleton. tended to all eave the c1 y an per aps e m e . 1 , f h't d The young gir s ace w 1 ene . States. . I "Is that true?" "Aha!" thought Old King Brady, triumphantly. "Yes 1,, • lf they go, I go with them." . h I I can say he will never succeed. I will die The old detective felt sure that by traversmg t e 1,, yacht's hold he would find s?me way of entering the first main cabin. "If you refuse, he will kill you. He will throw you So he made his way through the hold. into the sea and then lay claim to your millions by means of bogus notes and bonds." His surmise proved correct. There was a hatchway in the main cabin as well as Teresa drew a deep breath. the forecastle. He crept up it and listened. "He is a villain !" she said. Then he applied shoulders to the trap and lifted "So he is!" simpered Pendleton. "But I am an on i t . honest man. I mean you well. I will set you free." 'Up it slowly went. "Heaven bless you:" The old detective crawled through. "Then you agree to my t&ms ?" He was now in a small room, heavily hung with c1< Your terms? What are they?" curtains. Pressing close into these, he saw the in-"Two million dollars!" , terior of the yacht's main cabin. Teresa was dumfounded.


7 HELD A'l' BAY. "Two million dollars!" she repeated. "Is not l Teresa's lip curled scornfully. that extortionate?" "When men love they do not persecute," she said. " Why so?" pursued Pendleton. "You are a pris-"It is not my person, but my money that has aroused oner in the hands of an unscrupulous man. Death or your passion." the awful disgrace of a forced marriage are your alter-"I swear it!" cried Garton. "It is you yourself. natives . I cannot live without you. You shall be mine." "You have six millions; you can easily spare two He took a step toward her. of them. Are not freedom, life and light worth that But she repelled him like a tigress. much to you ?" "Keep your distance !" she cried, grandly. "Don't •'Assuredly!" replied 'l'eresa. "But you forget come near me!" that I cannot paythat much to you." Garton flushed with anger. "What! You cannot?" "Well," he said, "you have the alternative. You "No." shall marry me, or-no other man shall have you. I "Why?" asked Pendleton, hoarsely. have my plans all made. You shall be held in cap" I cannot secure that amount. All my fortune is I tivity until you come to my terms. " n trust." It was a moment of powerful interest. The clerical villain was for a moment taken aback. "But that can be fixed," he said, eagerly. "I will ell you a way if you will agree:to pay." Before Teresa could answer, however, Garton came own the cabin stairs. He burst in upon them. He looked at Pendleton sharply, and then at Teresa. e said curtly : "Go on deck, Lucius. I want to talk to this young dy." "Certainly," replied Pendleton. He gave Teresa a significant look. Then he went up the stairs. "What did that chap say to you?" asked Garton, . ersely . "Very little worth repeating," replied the young ,,.irl. "I believed he was making love to you." Teresa looked her contempt. CHAPTER IX. AT SPUYTEN DUYVIL. "I CAN only say," said the young girl, scornfu lly, "that if I lived a thousand years in a dungeon, I would never, never marry you!" Garton laughed harshly. '' Well, we shall see, my pretty bird," he said. :'Let me tell you that far down in the Bay of Chesa peake there are great regions of grassy swamp . "In these swamps are little habitable islands. On one of these islands I shall erect a dwelling, and there I suall hold you in exil e . "No man ever visits that wilderness. There you will be buried from the world. In the meanwhile I "I demand to know what your purpose is in bring-have claims against your father's estate, which can ng me here," she said, with righteous wrath. now be enforced. Garton smiled. "Some of them are forged, but that is all right. "You know me?'' "Yes!" "I was once your father's partner." "He told me of you !" "Ah, what did he say?" "He said you were a villain." "Ah, he is dead now. If he were alive he would "" uare say that again." . Teresa's eyes flashed. "Indeed he would," she cried, grandly. " My fa her was a brave man, and I am daughter. I do ot fear to stand up and call you a villain to your ace. " Garton smiled in his cruel way. "Yo u take advantage of me, like all your sex," e said . "You are a woman. I cannot defend mylf. " "No man who is not a villain and a coward, would o rcib l y imprison and maltreat a lady as you have e . " "Don't you know why I have d o ne this ?" "You have some reason ?" "Ye s. I love you . " All of the large fortune will come into my hands through the regular process of law. "Again, if you never turn up alive the estate will be easily turned over to me by the provisions of a bogus will I have made . Ob, I have the upper hand. Now you can decide what you had better do." "Villain !" was all she would say. Garton was about to resume his harangue, w hen Pendleton came white-faced down the stairs. "Garton," he cried, huskily, "come quick! A police boat has hailed us and unless you fool them they'll come aboard in a hurry." "A police boat!" "Yes." Garton was about to spring up the stairs. But Teresa began to scream and shout: "Police! Help !" Of course she could not be heard outside the boat. But Garton sprang savagely down and seized her. "Here, Pendleton !" he cried. "Help me chuck her into this closet. She will be safe there." It was & small closet in the yacht's cabin. Into this the young girl was rushed. The door was


18 HELD AT BAY. clos e d and her muffled cries could be but faintly the hold. He descended and made his way b a ck . heard. Garton reache d the deck just as the police bo a t glided alongsid e . "Hello ! What craft is that?" c r i e d . a hoarse voic e. "The Curle w, pleasure yach t , " r e pli e d G arton. " I am the own er, John Garton. " "Have you se e n a n y tp.ing of a s m a ll steam launch about here." "I have no t . " The li ghts flash e d from t)1e p olice boat in t o G arton's face ; but the offic ers did not come aboar d . I t w a s e a s y for them t o see that the Curlew w a s a g entle m an's privat e craft. The y had no bus in ess with such , and their bo a t fell off. . I A g ood ni ght salute was e xch a nged, and they van-ished . H a d Old Kin g Brady been able to h a v e call e d them to hi s a ss istanc e the case might have e nded the n and the r e . But he w a s not. H e d a r e d no t r e ve a l him se lf. H e kne w tha t it would mean death to him. H ow ever, he was glad to seize a n opportunity w h ich now presente d itse lf. H e crept out into the cabin. H e reach e d the door of the closet in which Teresa L indl e y was c onfin e d . It was but a moment's work fo r him to unbar the doo r . A s h e open e d it, the y oun g g irl w a s seen crouching in the corner. Terror was upon her fac e . The d etective put a finger to his lips. "Sh! I a m aboard this yacht to s a ve you. Do not make a mov e or y ou m a y b etray m e." Teresa sta r e d a t him with a h a lf hop e ful e ager light in h e r e y es . " You ! " she e xcl aime d . " Who a re y ou ?" " I a m Old Kin g Brady, the detective. "A d etective '?" "Yes." the c r ew ' s cabin . H e h a d h ardly done this, whe n S ailor Jim enter "We ll , m a te, " s a id the s a ilor, "we must st here a whil e a fore we drop do w n t o N ew Yo That' s orders." "Indeed ! " e x c l aime d Old King Brady. " True e nou g h ! Now there's this you Drop off h e r e and foot it to New York or wait.' "I'll wait!" s a id the d e t ective. "All right, skipper, but I ain't sure how long t will be . " ''Ca n y ou g u ess?" "Mebbe a day or two. The skipper is waiti for a couple of p assengers. " "Ah!" . Old Kin g Brady pond e r e d. Who could the passe nger s be ? H e was mystifi e d for a time . The n an idea cam e to him. H e thought of Bud Smith and his wife . H e r e m embe r e d tha t Young Kin g Brady had 1 him to sha dow a s u s picious w om a n . Doubtless, she was the cook's wif e . Bud Smith and hi s w if e we re, n o doubt, t o beco a l s o passenge r s aboard the y acht. All w e r e bound for the grassy isl and in the Ches peake, where the y would for a time at least be s z f r om any pos s ibl e chance o f appre hension b y offic e The old d e t ective experie nced a thrill. All was clear to h i m. The game seemed easy now. If h e cou l d onl y succeed in gettin g the bird s a bo ard the yacht, he would b a g the m in one lu H e must contrive to r e m ain on bo ard the Curle w. " I'll t a k e no ch a nces, m a t e," he said to Sailor J" "I kin d r op off a t N e w York. " "All ri ght, my bo'," said the s a ilor. " But k your w e a t h e r eye out. If a ll w o r k s w ell after ho t o-ni ght we'll slip ashore for another frolic. Eh?' "I' m with y ou !" agree d Old Kin g Brady , to wh a s udd e n inspiration h a d come . S a ilor Jim g lid e d away. A jo y ful gasp escaped her. "And y ou have come to save me ?" The old d e t ective now formulated a mo s t daring p "I have. " P endleton and Garton h a d r eturned to the c;i; "Heav e n bless you! Oh, I bad quite abandoned afte r the police boat pa. s s e d. hope. " They r e le a s e d the fair prisoner from the closet "You need not do that. You are quite certain to confin e d h e r in a stateroom. b e s a v e d . " The n the y oc cupie d the c a bin engaged in ma "Oh, this is joyful news!" pla n s unt il a l a t e hour. "Yes, but you must be discreet. My time to act F inally, ho we ver, the y r etire d. has not yet com e . You s ee the y are four to one. I The lights we r e turne d down, and all became si1 must w ait a favorable chance . You must be calm In the fore cabin, thoug h, t h e t wo s a ilors and and read y." King Bra d y waited t h eir c h a n ce . Teresa L ind ley's man n e r change d. After a lon g whil e Sailor Jim went noisele ssly "I will , " she whisp ered. and insp e cted the cab i n . H e retu r n e d w i t h a fa "Now, I must go. Remain here until they r e able r eport. lease you and do not fear!" "It's a ll right, m ates," h e repli e d. The d etective clos e d the door and repla ced the bolt. clear !" The n he s lid back t o the tra. p which l e d down into ; Ou t up o n d ec k the three g lid ed.


HELD AT BAY. 19 It was but a moment' s work to drop into the yacht's J The game was up. ingy, which lay alongside. The Curlew had slipped her anchor and left. This Then the y dropped away from the yacht' s side, and meant only one thing. The two villains, Pendleton egan to row for the ghore. and Garton, had awoke and finding the crew gone, The ding y ran upon the shore and was secured. suspected treachery and shifted the yacht's position. the three royst erers set out in qu est of a saloon. It was hard to tell where they were now; they I There are pl enty such in the vicinit y of Spuyten might be far down the river on their way to sea. uyvil. Old King Brady was disappointed. They were not long in drifting into a place which He hardly knew what course to pursue now. to afford a ll that the y might d esire. But be was not long left in doubt. llt was a saloon and summer music garden com-Suddenly a light flashed over him from the gloom. ned. There was a surg'ing of water, a giant form loomed Men a nd women were about the place dancing, over him, and the dingy went out from beneath him r inking and engaged in jollity of the sort in whiCh with a .crash. He felt himself in the water while a iople of that class delight. far away voice shouted: Old King Brady did his part. "Hold up, Bill! We've run down a rowboat." f\.nd he cut a great shine. e pretended to drink, sang lively songs, danced ti1 the German lassies, and showed them the art of eling to p e rfection. He was an instant favoritea suite d Sailor Jim and Burtis. drank to a standstill. ln fact they dra.nk too much. tL less than an hour both were in maudlin slumber ne corner in the garden. obody noticed them. fhe revelry went on just the same. But Old Ring Brady N'obody saw him go. , knew where he had gone. But he was on his way to the spot where the dingy been left as fast a s his footsteps could carry him. ld King Brady got into the dingy and pulled out near as he could tell toward the yacht. rhe night was dark. he current was swift. t was the old detective's plan to secretly creep oard the yacht and release the captive girl. e would spirit her ashore, and then return to deal th the two villains left on boa .rd. Surprising them in their sleep he would secure both. e would wire for officers fr:om New York and end e ca.se there. It was a capital plan. Had he succeeded we would have no more to write ut. Our story would end right here. But misfortune waited upon the old detective's en avors. e looked in vain for the yacht . . t could not be found. hile paddling around in the quest he was given a eat start. he dingy's bow ran into an object which floated the surface of the water. twas a buoy. e detective held to it, and then flashed the rays his dark hntern upon it. twas painted green. pon it was a name. • C urlew . " an mstant the detective saw the truth. CHAPTER X. THE TWO SAILORS. YOUNG KING BRADY followed Lida Smith from the Bowery saloon. But in doing so he never dreamed that he was also followed himself. As the woman walked up the street and passed beneath the street lamps, the young detective hung closely in her rear. At that early hour of the morning, for morning it was, few people were astir. Lida kept on for a good ways. Then she turned down toward the East River. The detective still. followed her. As she passed an occasional policeman, he scanned her curiously. But in these parts of New York it is not at all strange to see a woman on the street at any hour. So she was not questioned. On she went. At last after crossing al) the avenues she even pushed into the gloom of the wharves. Young King Brady wondered at her hardihood. Thugs and toughs lurk in these places. A woman would be as a lamb among wolves in their clutches. But Young King Brady did not know the truth. He wtts not aware that he was being led into a trap . . But such was the case. Into the gloom the young detective crept after her. He wondered at her purpose. Suddenly he heard a faint crunching sound in his rear. Like a flash he turned. His quickness saved his life. He was only two feet from the e dge o f the descent . into the dirty waters of the dock . A powerful form loomed over him and a s lung shot swung in the air.


• ' I: . . • •'t.. . .... • } 20 HELD A'l' BAY. But i: never struck the mark. j The officers rowed away. The deadly weapon missed the young detective's Young King Brady knew that it was futile to skull and went hurtling into the water. to get track of the Smiths again that n!ght. But the impetus of his deadly assailant sent him They were beyond pursut. whirling over the verge, and he went down into the I So he gave all attention to his personal waters. pulled off his clothing there in the gloom and w It was an unpleasant bath, but it saved Young it out. King Brady's life. Then, damp and uncomfortable, he fo For in the semi-gloom he had caught a glimpse of lodgings. the devilish, murderous face of his assailant. It was a long walk. It was Bud Smith. Day was breaking when he req,ched them. The poisoner had meant to end the career of the He went in and indulged in a bath and leaped detective. bed . He slept soundly for soma hours. But as Young King Brady went down into the When Young King Brady woke up it was water he uttered a loud cry. At that moment a boat hour of noon. with long oars and four men in it shot into the dock. He got up and dressed himBelf. They were harbor police. Then he went out and partook of a hearty Smith and his wife fled. This made him feel like a ne' N man. Young King Brady felt a grip on his collar and he His muscles were firmer, ! 1is mind clearer. He was lifted into the boat. ready for anything. "Hello, what have we here?" c'ried his rescuer, a It did not ta.ke him long to decide upon a move powerful officer, fl.ashing his lantern in the detective's started for the wharves. face. " In disguise, too. Who are you, man?" He visited every wharf from which a steamer Young King Brady expelled the water from his likely to sail. mouth, and sputtered : He examined the cabin lists. ''I am Harry Brady. You ought to know me, I he got no trace of the Smiths. , Goodwin." To be sure this proved nothing. They migh "The deuce !" cried the harbor officer. "It is this be far on their way to the West or even ab Young King Brady." an outgoing steamer. "The detective !" cried another of the harbor po-But Young King Brady O.oubted it. lice. He felt sure that there were reasons for their "That is who it is," said Young King Brady as he was pulled into the boat. "And I'm lucky to be alive." . "Well, you are!" cried Goodwin, the harbor officer. "But who was that chap you were tussling with?" "That was Bud Smith. " "Not the crook who was suspected of poisoning Tom Lindley?" "The same." "Great Scott !" cried Good win. "Shall we not go ashore and help you get him?" "It is too late,'' replied Young King Brady. "They are beyond pursuit now." "Do you think it ?" "Yes. " "But you are soaking wet. Come over to the officer and get dry clothes." "No," replied Young King Brady. "Just put me upon the wharf, Goodwin. I shall be all right." " that all you want ?" " Yes." "Well, you Bradys are queer birds. Where is the old man?" "I do not know." "All right. Put up the boat hook there, ,Tenkins. Hold steady !" / Young King Brady clambered up on the wharf. He was drenched. But he refused further aid. leaving New York. They were not ready. He was assured that Garton influenced their m ments. It was not likely that they had yet Garton. Young King Brady now felt the need of a co ence with Old King Brady. He saw that it was necessary at once to know the old detective's success had been. He feltsure that he must have evolved somet But just what he could not guess. r He knew that Old King Brady was tracking ton. < Now the latter rascal would be likely to be f around some of the big hotels. He was a returned Klondiker and fond of displ So the young detective spent the rest of th looking for him about the Mor:ton House, the Avenue, the Gilsey and even at the Waldorf. But night came and his efforts had been of no Old King Brady had not returned as yet, fo young detective knew that he would have left a sage of some kind at their lodgings. Thus matters were. But Young King Brady seemed the child of I By the merest chance he again regained the see He wandered over to the west side, and even as the North River. Two rough-looking fellows came out of a dri saloon .


HELD AT BAY. 21 / Dne of them lunged against the young detective. : til it occurred to him to go to Wharf No. 14 . He did 1e fellow uttered a curse and reeled away. so. But as he did so he dropped something ftom his As it happened no vessel lay at this wharf, but in cket. the upper Rtories of a storehouse next it, a night gang [twas a card. were at work stowing cargo. the young detective picked it up. This threw a semi-light upon the wharf. e g l anced at it. The young detective cautiously loitere d about this here was writing upon it, and acting upon impulse wharf. read what proved to him a surprising clew. Hours passed slowly. n one side was printed : H e looked at his watch. YACHT CURLEW, Hoboken, N. J. John Garton Owner, Ben Burtis, Pilot. It was already past three o'clock. And yet no sign of the two sailors. Had they come and gone? It began to look that n the other side of the card was scribbled with a way. cil: DEER LUKE :-I rite y ou to bee reddy thursday at one o'clock. Our bote will be at wharf Fourat that time. We want two men for this cruse. ar goin' to the Chessypeek. lt's a still job, a n ' ewhat queer, but we ax no questions. Thars a y gal in it. Get yore rnatey an' be on hand. Sailor an' I send our kind regards. Yours, "BEN BURTIS." oung King Brady read this message with startsensations. e was not blind or dull of perception. He c ould ntly read between the lines. doubt tihe men a head of him were the two sailors were tt S}ell the crew of the Curlew for her I Suddenly the young detective heard the light chuck of rowlocks. Then a boat shot into the slip. It ran up to the wharf. A man leaped out. H e stood up on the wharf and was revealed plainly in the light from the storehouse windows. Young King Brady gave a great cry. The newcomer was familiar. It was Old King Brady himself. CHAPTER XI. ON THE WHARF. e to the Chesapeake. OLD KING BRADY had given himse lf up for lost hn Garton was the owner. when the dingy was run down opposite Spuyten Duyere was a girl aboard. vil. ' was easy to put two and two together. H e could not swim. e young detective was not a fool. He saw it a ll. H e expected the muddy waters of the Hudson would y Jove!" h e muttered. "I'm onto the game close ov e r him.forever. But they did not. in good shap e. Wharf 14, eh? Will I b e on ,. He had heard the voice in the bow of the craft which ? Well, I think so." had run down his boat. at once began to shadow the two sailors ahead The n h e f elt a boat hook clutch the b ack of his coat. m . H e was lifted out of the water and hung dripping was easy to do this. in s p ace . ey did not suspect his identity. The n strong arms drew him into safety and aboard ursd ay night was the present night. a tugboat, which was speeding down the river. detective now trailed the two sailors I He sprawled a ll dripping upon the tugboat's d eck. They went from one barroom to anH e saw a number of tarpaulin clad men standing urse o f this be learned that their n a mes were H aines a;nd Bob Small. ey were shady indivi'dua l s and of the class of sailho scuttl e ships to beat the Underwriters. dnight came and passed. en one o'clock came. over him. " He's all right, Jim !" "Sure!" "Not a scratch on him.'9 1 "All a lon e in that boat were ye,, mate?" asked the captain of the tug . "To b e sure!" repli ed Old King Brady. "But was then that Young King Brady met with a haven't you better manners than to run down a poor e. denly , a nd without no logical expl a .nation, the a1lors vanished. They dodged into c. saloon and lost to sight. ung King Brady was wholly unable to find them boatman lik e me?" "Ah, m y friend, it's a dark night." "But your lights. " "Put out :111othe r port l antern, Jim," said the tug's captain. "Never mind, my man, we'll pay for your rowboat. Accid ents will h appen, y ou know." was much disa.ppointed . "Well, I'd like some dry clothes," said Old King a time he was wholly at a loss what to do un. Bra dy.


2 2 HELD AT BA Y . "You shall have them!" " I have had some thrilling adventures. " H e was le d into the cabi n of t h e t u g boat. " T ell me about them." Here dry cloth es were f urnish e d and h e donn e d t h e m . Old King Brady did so. Then he asked: T he detectives exchanged experiences. "Where are y ou going, ski pper?" They were thrilling enough. Young King Br: " T o Broo k lyn!" listened with wonder. "Put me off at N ew York. " The case was clear. "AH righ t !" All that was now left to be done was to bag " I say ! " game. I t was placed all right. "Well?" "Now, the Curlew will soo n come down the rivE " Did you see anything o f a schoon e r yacht h e r e -sai d Old King Brady. "She will no doubt anc abouts?" near here, and then take on these men, Haines : " There's o n e no w off our po r t bow. S he's makin g Small. We r emai n here. " sail down river! " "Sure," replied Young King Brady. "And i Ol d Kin g Brady gave a start. time the two rascals were on hand." H e saw a wall of white in t h e distance against the "That is so . " darkness. " Let me take the boat and I will row out a n d It was t h e sail of so m e passin g craft beyond a d ou b t . if I can see anything of the Curlew . " Whether it was the Curl ew or not, h e could only "All right. I will stay here. " guess. Young King Brady leaped i nto the boat. H e pu B u t he be li e ved t hat it was. away into the gloom. What co uld h e d o ? Old King Brady remain ed on the wharf. H e did not b elieve that t h e Curlew w oul d pass o u t . He hovered in some shadows beyond the light1 to sea without a c r ew . the storehouse. Doubtless s h e wo uld a n c h o r off New York s o me -Suddenly he became conscious of a startling fact w h ere, and p ic k up t h e right ki n d of men to man her . There was another person on the wharf. Satisfied o f this; Ol d King Brady formulated h i s For some moments he was unab le to locate him. p lans. Then he saw a well dressed man with a large va D own the river t h e t u g progr esse d rapidly. come s l ow l y Mong t h e wharf. H e seemed to b e l e Of course s h e easil y le f t t h e schoon e r yacht b e h ind . in g for some o ne . Soo n t h e li ghts o f Gotham g leam ed near at hand. T he old detective gave a s tart. T hen Jersey City was see n on the right, a n d t h e 1 I t was Pendleton . lights of New York on the left. What was the villain doing here? O l d King Brad y no w appr oach e d the captain of t h e The old detecti ve was astonished. t ug. "Queer!" he muttered. " Evidentl y the Cu " I desi r e t o g o ash ore here, " h e said. has reached her anchorage." " Oh, you do?" said t h e t u g bo a t captain. "All He wondered if Garton was a l so near at hand. right; it shall be so . " at this moment t h e villain placed his valise on The tugboat s lackened s p ee d. wharf. He knelt d own over it a n d opened it. "Look here, my frie nd," said the captain, "we Old King Brady wondered at this. s mashed.your dingy. Now, we have a nice littl e bo a t But just at that moment a slight, tremulous w aboard. Will you take it to square the account?" j came from the other end of the wharf. " I will if it is a ll right, " agr eed t he detect i v e. Then two figures g l ided forward. " I t is." "Hist !" exclaimed Pendleton, rising to his " Very well." "Who goes there ?" "Shall we put it over here?" "Haines and Small !" "Yes. " T his was done. Old King Brady climbed over the r a il and drop ped i nto the.rowboat. T he n the tug paid off. She went, on her way, and Old Kin g Brady taking the oars, rowed toward the New Yo.rk wharves. He saw an open s l ip . He ran into it, and t aking the boat's painter in his hand leaped out upon the wharf. It was t h e n that h e came face to face w ith Y oung K in g Brady. Tlrn surp r i se was m utual. "You!" exc l a imed Ol d K i n g Bra d y . "Wha t are y ou doi n g here, Harr y ?" " Workin g a lead. How did y ou g e t here?" "Are you ready to go aboard ?" "All ready, skipper !" "Very good ! I came here to meet you. MJ is just above here. I s the coast all clear?" "No l" replied Haines, with startling distinc " What do you mean?" "A couple of peelers have been. here. One w in a boat, but the other is here yet." Pendleton turned like a flash. "Where is he?" he demanded. "There !9' cried the villain, Haines, pointing e nd of the whar f. I t was a thrilling moment • . But O l d King B r a d y saw t hat the gam e was H e was e xpo s Q d.


___ _......--_,._ H ELD A T BAY. 23 He made the best of it. "You Bradys are making it hot for the crooks. As the three villains came rushing towards him he What fellow have you here?" cted quickly. He hurled himself forward. "His name is Pendleton," said Young King Brady. "Kill him!" hissed Pendleton. "Throw him over "He is implicated in the abduction of Teresa Lind-wharf." ley." But Old King Brady struck the villain a blow, which "The deuce you say!" tid him senseless on the wharf. "Yes, and somewhere out here in the river is an-Then he grappled with the other two villains. chored the yacht Curlew, on board which is the miss" Down him, Luke !" ing girl." "Toss him over!" The police were astonished. "The river is the place for him." Plans were at once discussed. "Over with him !" It was proposed to secure a boat and go at once in Old King Brady was forced to the edge of the quest of the Curlew and arrest all on board. iarf. But these police were roundsmen, and could not It was two against one, and Old King Brady, who I leave their beats. uld not swim, was in danger of being hurled into The job properly belonged to the harbor police. e dark waters. I Captain Delaney rang up a signal for the harbor !But rescue was at hand. men, and then Pendleton was resuscitated. The boat glided up to the wharf. rogue came to, to find the handcuffs on his wrists and lithe form leaped out of it, and revolver in hand himself on the way to the police station. shed forward. twas Young King Brady. he two sailors saw him coming. nstantly they executed a daring move. One of m rushed in on Old King Brady and struck him a rific blow on the head. 'rhe old detective sank down dazed with the force it. CHAPTER XII. OLD KING BRADY DOES SOME SCHEMING. roung King Brady saw this with horror. , ONE of the crooks at least was safe behind bars. e all else. . . j The harbor men arrived in due time, and boats believed that the old detective had received a were at once engaged in scouring the vicinity. rth blow. Until after daylight the search Vl'aS kept up. gnoring the ruffia,ns and a .11 else he rushed to Old But m vain . . ng Br::i,dy's side. lieiifted his hea , d in his lap. The wily Garton had taken the alarm and slipped he two sailors who heard the rush of footsteps and away with the Curlew. the blue uniforms of police flashing at the other Doubtless the two sailors, Haines and Small, had of the wharf, took the simplest way out of the carried the alarm to him, and the Curlew by this tune culty . was far out to sea. hey rushed to the edge of the wharf. The detectives were disappointed. hey saw the boat in which Young King Brady I Bud Smith and his wife had in some way caught come into the slip . the alarm, and also dropped from sight. twas the only avenue left open to them. They Once more the detectives were deep in the fog. ed the chance. It was like beginning the case all ovei;: again. own into the they dropped . efore K'.ing Brady could realize it, they . pushed off and were safe in.the of the river he youllg detective had discovered at once that King Brady was not seriously injured . he otd detective had been merely stunned. He at regained his feet. ut it was too late. e villains had vanished. endleton, however, yet lay on wharf senseless. e squad of police which had been a.ttracted by noise had now come onto the wharf. ey at once surrounded those present. did not take the two Bradys long to explain t10n. the Officers were sent to Spuyten Duyvil to arrest the two sailors, Burtis a nd Jim . But they could not be found. Whether they had joined Garton on board the yacht again or not could not be '.But the arrest of Pendleton had one good result. It satisfied the trustees of the Lindley estate that .. , there was foul play underneath all, and precluded , Garton from getting possession of Tom Lindley's fortune. Pendleton, when taken to the Tombs, made a full confession. He was a craven sort of fellow, and was willing at any time to turn State's evidence . Moreover, he was as we have already ser.n, a secret foe of Garton's. e captam of the squad, whose y , la ughed and said : name was DeBaffled m his attempt to extort a large sum of money I from Teresa, he was now willing to expose Garton.


24 This made of the latter practically a fugitive from justice. He would not dare show his -head in New York again. Everything was against him. And now a n army of detectives turned out to run down the villain and rescue Lindley. But.they found this was no easy thing. The Bradys had paved the way for them, but they could not finish the case. Old King Brady was reticent and avoided all interviews. , • Only .fpr a day or two were the Bradys seen in New York. ;. Tit e n 'they dis appeared. Where. they went nobody could guess. The chief of the Secret Service would answer no questions. "All i can say is, " he said. "that the Bradys employ d .ifferent methods from other detectives. I t is utterl y impossible to predict what they will do." What the Bradys really had done was thi s : They retired to their private room. Here Old King Brady made a careful outline of the case with shrewd deductions. He was a master at this. He had been know n to solve many a case of a bso 'lute mystery in t ,his way. So the two detectives summarized the Lindley case. Thus far the v ill a m Garton had certamly had a ll the b es t of the argument. The detectives had been literall y held at bay. But Old King Brady said with a shrewd smile: "Harry, the case never looked better." "I don't know," said the young detective, dubiously. "Well, what is your view?" j "It looks to me as if Garton was ahead just now." "Ah, m what respect?" "Well, he has the girl yet in lus hands and is at sea on board his own yacht. H e can g o where he pleases and there you are." The old detective said slowly: "You forget one thmg." The youn g detective was surprised. "What?" h e asked. "Money !" "Money?" 1 "Yes. Garton has no money and that is what will wing him." Young King Bra.dy saw the old point. "By Jove !" h e exclaimed. "That is so." "He cannot journey around the world in a yacht without money. He cannot pay his sailors. He cannot eat. They will mutiny and he has not Pendleton with him now as . a n ally." "That is true!" " His voyage will be short." "You have hit it." "He cannot cross the Atlantic?" "Nol" " It would require more supplie s tha n he h< When he got there he would have no money." "He might sell his yacht!" "Which would commit him." Young King Brady sprang up. He paced the floor. "By Jove!" he exclaimed. "All that is true can be. But what do you think he will do ?" "Ho:: will have to come back to land." "Where?" "That is our point to gain. We must watch eve likely point. There is no doubt but that he will turn and try to communicate with the Smiths." "Exactly." "The scheme will be to first get track of the They will, no doubt, take charge of the girl a secrete her somewhere." "You have hit it to a T," cried the young det ive , excitedly. "Oh, I shall never come up to y Old King Brady. " "Tut-tut! Don't be so ft," said the old detect in disgust. "Now listen! I want you to go to L Branch to-day." "To Long Branch?" "Yes. " Young King Brady was surprise d. "Why to the Branch?" he asked. "It may b e that you will get a there. I not believe that Garton will go beyond Sandy H H e will either drop ashore at Long Branch or he go up t h e Long I s l and shore . I shall run out as as Brighton and perhaps a little further. I will you at the Ocean House if I hit upon anything. wire me at the Brighton Hotel if you strike a c See?" " Yes!" "NO\Y be off!" It did not take Young King Brady long to ready. He caught the first bo a t to Long Branch. On the way down h e k ept a lookout from the of the stea.mer for some sign of the yacht. There was a good prospect that the Curle\v ha yet gone to sea. It was certain that she had not :ficient stores for a voyage. Again Garto1 h a d no money to equip her. H depended on the assistance of Pendleton. But this worthy was hors dit conibat . So Old King Brady's assumption that the C would be found in hiding somewhere in New harbor was a logicp,l one. It did not take Young King Brady long to dis that this \vas the truth. Before Long Branch was reached he saw a beating up the harbor toward the Jersey coast. He watched it. The closer he look ed the better satisfied he b that it was the Curlew. Everything from the shape of her hull tQ the of her mnsts was the same. ' lt was the Curlew.


p 3 HELD .AT B A Y. 25 Th e young detective was much excited. Th e yacht seemed to be idly beating up and down tan aimless way. The wind seemed to freshen, and for a time it ran away from the tug. An uninterested onlooker would have said thatit as some pleasure party out for a sail. Young King Brady could hardly wait for the Geam er to land. It was easy to see the Curlew from the Long :ranch wharf. The young detective a.cted promptly. He wrote a message to Old King Brady at the : righton Hotel. "Come over to Long Branch quick ! Charter a ;eam launch or tug if you can. I have found the acht. Yours, HARRY BRADY." This dispatch was sent. Then Youn g King Brady leaped aboard a tug hich l ay alongside the wharf. The skipper came llt of the cabin . "Is this boat chartered?" asked Young King . r ady. "No, sir," was the reply. "We are waiting for aything that may come along." "Good !" cried Young King Brady. "You are my tan. Cast out at once !" "What do you want ? Have you a tow?" "Do you see that schooner yacht out there?" 'l'h e skipper leveled his glass. " Yes," he said. Past the bathing beaches and iron piers the chase went. It was an exciting one. Young King Brady paced the deck. He felt sure of victory. The case was certa inly won. The yacht would surely be run down. Garton would be captured and Teresa Lindley rescued. But at this moment a new factor appeared in the race. From a point on the Long I sland shore another boat shot out. It was a steam launch. It also seemed to be heading the yacht off. A sig-nal flag went up. Young King Brady gave a shout. He knew what it meant. "It is Old King Brady," he cried. "Hurrah l now we have the rogues trapped." Those on board the Curlew now changed their course with haste . CHAPTER XIII. A HOT CHASE. BuT it was too late. "Well," said Youn g King Brady, " I want to run Changing the course brought the Curlew onto a iat yacht down. There are people on board wanted tack and instantly slackened her speed. r the law. I am a detective." In stanyly the t11g ran up within hailing distance. He showed . his star. Young King Brady drew his revolver. The master of the tugboat stared. He recognized the sailor at the wheel. "I suppose it's all straight?" It was Luke Haines. "You can suppose it." He covered him and shouted: "I shall expect fifty dollars." "Avast there, Haines ! Bring the yactlt about or "I don't care what you expect. Cast off, I say, I'll shoot you." vely !" Haines looked over his shoulder. The tug's skippe1 needed no more urging. He He saw the pistol. t iled to the crew and the tug cleared t h e wharf. It d eci ded him. In another moment it was racing out toward the He w a s not so foolish as to thus recklessly throw ach t . away his life. He brought the boat about. "Can you outsail it?" asked Young King Brady. In another moment her foresail came down, and the "Perhaps not before the. wind, but we can chase jib next, and the tug ran alongside . m ashore on a tack." A man from the tug l eaped to her deck, and the "Good ! They rriust not escape !" two vessels were lashed together. '"We will get them." Then Young King Brady stepped aboard. The tugboat shot out in pursuit of the yacht, like a I Haines and Small stood before him. i ng of life. Not until it was ,almost within hailing "Well," said the young detective, "where is Gar-: tance did the yacht show fear. ton?" Two men were seen on the deck. The two sailors shook their heads. One was at the wheel. "We don't know, skipper," they replied. H e j ammed it hard over and ran the yacht off on a Young King Brady was aghast. rtheast course. This laid her over along the Long J "What !" he cried. "Are they not aboard this and shore. yacht?" n d then the race was on. I "No, sir." he engineer of the tug crowded on steam. Her I The young detective was never more bitterly disew fairly churned the sea. I appointed in his life. he yacht held its own. "Where are they?" he asked, curtly,


c 26 HELD A'f BAY. "We -don't know, sir," replied Haines. "Garton 1 But no \!oat put out from the shore. Old K l . took the gal ashore at a point on Staten Island. Then Brady was puzzled. we were told to cruise ".P and down the Narrows until "Why do they not come off?" he asked of Hai we got a signal from them." The sailor saluted. "So that's the way of it," said the young detect-"I believe they are waiting for us, sir," lte said ive. "You don't know where they went?" "For us?" "No, but they were met by a man an' a woman. " Yes-for the Curlew's boat." I think Garton called 'em Smith, didn't he, Bob?" "Oh, I see!" said the old detective. Then .an id "Yas, that's it!" occuried to him. "And you don't know where they took the girl?" He knew that it would never do for him to "No." Haines or Sma,ll to go ashore after the others. "Was she willing to go?" They would be hardly likely to return. "She couldn't help herself." . But a plan was suggested. At this moment Old King Brady's launch came He imparted it to Young King Brady. alongside. "It will never do to let those fellows go He stepped onto the yacht's deck. alone," he said. One look at Harry's face was enough. "No.'' "Well," he said, disappointedly; "they have given "Now I have a plan." us the slip, have they?" "What is it?" "I am sorry to admit it," said the young detective. "We will rig oursel• r es up in some of the sailo, "Well, that is too bad." clothes. We will row ashore. Before Garton " "Yes." Smith recogni ze us we will be able to nab them." 1 The two detectives catechised the sailors closely. "Capital, but-" But they told a straight story. "What?" i The Bradys conferred awhile. "Will not these fellows skip out with the yachti Then they approached Haines and Small again. The old detective nodded. "Look here, my men," said Old King Brady, "we "All right ! " he said. "Let them do so." shall be obliged to take possession of this yacht." You n g King Brady was surprised. "All right, sir," agreed Haines. "Why so ?" he asked. "We don't keer," said Small "What does it matter? We do not want "You can ship unde r a new skipper. See?" yacht. I t is the crooks', and they are not aboard t The sailors scraped and bowed. yacht." "It's all the same to us." Young King Brady n ow p aid the skipper of the tug and Old King Brady disposed of the l a un ch. These two crafts fell away a n d the yacht o n ce more squared he r self . Young King Brady went t o the w h eel. H e was a good y.achtsme n . H e brought the C urlew abo u t a n d started back for the Narrows. I t was the plan of the detectives to set a trap for the gang. They believed that Smith wou l d furnish the wherewithal to continue the cruise . I n this eve n t Garton wo u ld be certain to return with his captives. Nothing could be simpler than to wait for the villains to walk quietly into this neat little trap. So the Curl ew was allowed to slowly drift along by the Staten I s land sho r e. Inddents now came along thick and fast. Haines was the first to call attention to an interest i n g fact. From a small headland on the Staten Island shore there suddenly flaunted forth a signal. It was a white kerchief on a cane. "I reckon thet's the signal, skipper," cried Hainei;;. ''There they are." At once the Curlew came about. She ran in as near tho shore as possible. Then she dropped anchor. "Right ! " cried Young-Kin g Brady. you!" The plan wa,s imparted to Haines and Small. They .fell in with the idea at once. Quickly a suit of sailor togs for each was broui out. The two Bradys donned them. They were now ready for business. The Curlew' s boat was lowered . The two pseudo sail o r s e ntered it. 'l'hey gave \\ at the oars. The two detectives rowed on until the keel of 1 boat grated on the sands of the shore. Then they sprang out. As they did so, Young King Brady gave a sta H e said: "What did I tell you?" Old King Brady was surprised. He gazed seaward. The Curlew had her sails up and was speeding a\1 before the wind. Her signal flags were up. "That is it," cried Young King Brady. "Tl have signaled Garton and his gang, and they b: skipped." The old detective pulled out a hunk of tobacco. He coolly bit off a chew. H e looked at the yacht, and squinted his eye s the cliff above. Young King Brady was a,stonished .


HELD AT BAY. 27 ell, what do you think of i t ?" h e 'ask e d. J So they sped on rapid ly . e old d etective replie d l a conically: J . But the deepe r t hey went into the woods the more ust wha t , I expected. " mte nse b ecame t h e d arkne s s . ung Krng Brady was n onplussed . j At last i t beca m e almost impossi bl e t o s ee the p ath. f you exp ecte d it," h e e xclaim e d, "wha t did you 1 "Well!" e x c l aime d Old King Bra dy, with disgust, for?" I "this is too bad. Once again we are held at bay! " told you on ce b efore," s a id t h e old d e t e ctiv e , "Hard lu ck!" don't c are a n ything about t h e y acht. It is the But just a t this moment the woods see m e d to op e n " and a clearing began to appear. ut they have s kipp ed." A sta r of lig h t was s ee n ahead. ust as I expec t ed." Old King Bra d y plucked up courage. h ?" "A cl we llin g," he s a id. "Perhaps they l : a:,;<:! hey can't g o far. Don't you worry." stoppe d there , or we c a n le arn so mething about don't see wh y they c a.n't g iv e us the dead slip." them." ut I do," s a id Old King Bra,dy, with exasperat-A f e w moments later the detective had drawn near revity. enough to the dwelling to see what its character was. ung King Brady w a s in d espair. . It was a frame structure . could not make the old detective commit him-It was made of rude material, and had but two There w e r e som e thing s in which the two dewindows and a door. es wer e bound to differ. A light gleame d through the windows. The deKing Brady look e d up at the sky, the n a t the tective s rappe d on the door. nd the n a t his watch. The r e was no answer. ind northeast, " he s a id , refl ective l y . "The Old Kin g Brady put his shoulder to the door and is six o'clock. Darkness will soon b e h e r e , and push e d it in. it will come the storm. W e c annot be far from The cabin was empty. eorge." But a surprise was there for the detectives. ung King Brady followed the old detective up to p of the cliff. hing could be seen of Garton or the Smiths. ore them by hills and a tract of woods. Through wound a road. old detective took in a ll these facts at a glan ce. n he s aid: hey h::we t a ken to the road. Let us follo w it. may be a trail." ng King Bra.dy now began to see what the old ive ' s theory was. kept r espectfully s ilent. y turned into the road. King Brady examined the dusty surface and ith some satisfaction: ok here, H arry; h e r e are the footP,rints of two nd a wom an. They lead up the roa,d . " l right," s a id Y o un g Kin g Brady. "They a r e tprints of the p e opl e w e want." iink so. " t us give ch ase." rdingly the two d e t ectives proceeded to follow il as well as the y could. was not so very easy . and again the y lost it. ly they came to a lonely part of the road where il led off into a foo t p ath through the woods. it was lost. s evident, however, that the fugitive s h a d fle d h this path. e det e cti ve s proceeded to follow it. D arkness w at hand. ing Brady knew tha t muc h d e p ended upon ing the fug i t iv e s b e for e i t s hould b ecome too I CHAPTER XIV. THE LONE MANS ION, THE interior of the cabin showed that it was not regularly occupied. The only artic l e s of furniture were a table, much battered a nd shabby, and several rough stools. On the mouldy walls were drippings of dampness, and mould of long disuse and decay was eve1'ywhere. But upon the dingy hearth there blazed a fire of logs. It lent a sickly radiance to the interior, and con-tribute d onl y sli ghtly to dissipa t e the dampness. The d e t ective s were surprised. The y gaze d about the m. The rotten, punky floor crumble d beneath their feet. It had, no doubt, once been a habitation of s ome woodman or small farmer. But m any y ears had found it unoccupi e d unt il somebody within a few hours, at least, had invade d it and built the fire . The detectives looked about them with dee p int erest. "Well," said Young 'King Brady. "What do e s this m ean?" Old King Brady looked grim. "It means tha t we are too late," he said. "Too l a t e?" "Yes!"


28 HELD .AT B.AY. "How is that?" "The birds have flown . " The young detective saw the point. "Oh, I see," he exclaimed. " You think they made this an abiding place." " Exactly ! " Nothing can be more reasonable. While waiting -to signal the Curlew, the fugitives had no doubt entered this old hut and built the fire. They had left apparently nothing behind them. The detectives were about to leave the place, when Young King Brady gave an exclamation. he cried. Against the door of the hut something white gleamed. The young detective saw that a small bit of note paper was pinned to the panel. H e instantly seized it. At the light writing was seen upon it, and thus the two detectives read: "FRIENDS :-For I feel sure friends are searching for me and will find this. If strangers find it send it to detective headquarters in New York. I am yet in the power of my captors, Ga1'ton and Smith. When we travel in a public place they give me a stupefying drug which makes me helpless . 1 :1111 to be taken to a lonely house in White Plains, and there kept a prisoner. Come to my rescue in the name of humanity. "TERESA LINDLEY." "Whew!" exclaimed Young King Brady. "Garton and the Smiths have nerve to yet remain around New York." "That is so, Harry," agreed Old King Brady. "What shall w;e do?" "Keep right along." "But why not go to Westchester and head them off?" "They haven't got off Staten Island yet. We may be able to head them off here." Young King Brady could not deny that this was true. But upon leaving the hut in which direction should they turn? In daylight they might decide this easy enough. "Passing over this, Old King Brady excl aime d "Hurra, h ! Here is a road, Harry!" "A road?" "Yes. " "Where can it lead to?" "I cannot say, but we will follow it until we r some habitation. We must seek shelter for the nig "That is right," cried the young detective. can't do anything in this -storm." The rain had now begun to fall quite heavily. , thunder was terrific and the lightning app a llin g The detectives started ahead on a run. It seemed a lonely part of the country they we But suddenly Young King Brady in a vivid fl lightning saw the entrance to a driveway. The gate was open. And beyond it were spacious grounds with s bery. A fine old mansion house stood out at int against the lightning-rent sky. But no light s'hone from the house . If it ""as tenanted, it seemed as if the occu have retired for the night. And this wou l d seem strange at this early h There are many beautiful estates of wealths Yorkers on Staten Island. Some of these are only occupied at certai seasons of the year. At other times they are c It was possible that this was one of that k in d _ This thought occurred to the Bradys. In any event the broad p iazza at least w o u ld refuge for them for a time. So they crept up 011 it. They drew near to the door, and now a n ast ing fact was revealed. In the glare of the lightning this was see n wide open . What did it mean? The detectives did not speak. They exchanged remarks by means of a codeJ they used with the pressure of hands and In this way they could carry on a silent con tion in a dark place. "What do you think of it?" asked Youn Brady. "Very strange !" But dark as it was, it was quite impossible to tell just where they were. But they set out according to the best dictates of "It looks as if the owners of the house h judgment. I glected to close when they aw Chance favored them. else they are yet mside and have left i t o p e n As Old King Brady had predicted, a storm began "Neither!" t o manifest itself. "What?" The distant roll of thunder was heard, and light-"Somebody has forced the lock a n d ning flashed across the sky. trance." Pattering drops of rain followed. "Who could it be?" The darkness was intense. "Thieves, or perhaps our fugitive friends , ( It was only relieved by the occasional glare of vivid and Smith. " lightning. Young King Brady was startled. The detectives now came to a fence. "Whew!''. he exclaimed, in a whisper. " They passed through this and reached a wall. An we could make sure of that." open field lay before them.-"We will try it. "


' --HELD .A'l' B AY. 29 he old detective crept silently and slowly ir.to the Somebody had fired a pistol undoubtedly at somese. Young King Brady followed him. body else. A scuffle and a heavy fall was heard. 11 was darkness and silence. Then heavy breathing. eir feet sunk 'deep in rich velvet carpets. The Young King Brady waited for no more. e of the lightning revealed costly furniture. H e was sure that harm had come to Old King d yet this fine house stood with door wide open. Brady. He dashed fo the direction of the sounds. ne of its owners lived there. H e rushed into a finely appointed bed-chamber. is was certain. It was empty. e furniture was draped and all had the appear-Then he rushed into the next on e . of a house that had been cl osed for a season. And here he beheld a scene which made his heart e detectives listened. leap. H e focuss e d his l antern upon it, en they became conscious of a strange fact. . On the f!.oor was stretched the body of a man. is was that some unseen being was near them. The upturned face was familiar. as, in fact, within touching distance. It was John Gart,on. e cletecti ves became like statues. Silent and Blood and foa m oozed from his lips. His eyes onless they waited. stared into s:pace. A man bent over him. King Bntdy was within touching distance of I He had just slipped manacles on his wrists. ig King Brady. Slowly the minutes passed. It was Old King Brady. en there was a slight rustling sound, and swift The young detective exclaimed: ash the old detective threw out both his power-I "Have you killed him?" ms. y closed about a living, writhing figure. Then ft, silent struggle followed. ng Kmg Brady would have gone to his comn's assii;ta.nce. in the darkness it was impossible t

30 HELD AT BAY. " What is it ?" "I'll throw up thegame, and help you to locate the Smiths, if you let me go free." Old King Brady gave the villain a contemptuous look. "That's the kind of a man you are," he said, scorn fully. "You'll sell your pals to make sure of your own safety." "What's that to you? You will make sure of them." "I wouldn't let you go, anyway," said the old detective. "There's a nice little twenty years' sentence in Sing Sing for you." " What for?" "Abducting Teresa Lindley and also as accomplice in the murder of Tom Lindley. Bud Smith did the job, but you backed him and you ought to hang, too." "That is false!" cried the villain. "Y mi can't prove it!" " We shall see l" Terror was in every line of the villain's face. . He began to whine and beg. "Stop your noise," said Old King Brady. "An-swer me one question. Are your pals in this house?" "Find out !" retorted Garton. " Is Teresa Lindley with them?" "Find that out. It ought to be easy for yoti, such smart detectives," "Here, Harry," said Old King Brady, "hold his jaw open !" Old King Brady slipped a gag in the villain's mouth. His wrists were handcuffed to his ankles so that he could not escape. '!'h en the two detectives arose. They proposed to search the house. Neither had any idea that the Smiths or Teresa was to be found there. But: still they would search. From room to room they went. It required fully an hour. But the search was fruitless. They could not be found. Garton was the only one in the house so far as could be ascertained. What did this mean? The detectives could not guess. It was a mystery. Why had Garton separated from his companions and sought safety Had he parted from them by accident or was it design? Again, where were Smiths? It was useless to try to get any information from Garton. He would yield nothing. And thus affairs were, when the detectives heard the distant murmur of Yoices. It came from the driveway outside the house. Instantly Young King Brady closed his lantern and the two detectives crept into the hall. Here they waited. The voices drew nearei;. Somebody wa,s coming up to the mansion door. Light footsteps were heard and then a sibil whistJe. Then the lightning showed two figures in the do way. They were those of a man and a woman. The two Bradys kl).ew them. Bud Smith and his wife. But where was Teresa . ? Slie was not with them. What had they done with her? Again, where they come from, and what had brought them h The whistle seemed a preconcerted signal. Smith stood in the doorway and repeated it. T he grumbled. " Confound Garton ! Where has he gone ? ought to be here!" " We left him here," said Lida. This was a revelation to the detectives. "Yes. I hope he hasn't cut out on his :>wn ho "We have got to spend the night in this place "I think so." "It's risky." "Yes. Confound those detectives. They ar hounds on our track!" "It's too bad we couldn't Curlew sooner." Smith dropped an oath. " I should say so. whoever looked for the B at such a time?" "They are keen detectives!" " Of course they a re, and Garton is flat not it. Those sailors were wooden men. I tell ye, we'll never get out of the mess." "Don't say that !" "I can't help it. I tell you I feel the my neck already." "Ugh l that is awful!" But it will come." "Are you a prophet?" "Only from my feelings." Lida tried to breo,k down this melancholic at of her husband. They crept into the rich parl "This_ is a fine house, Lida!" "Indeed, it is t :' "We ought to have had one like it." "Any place is good enough for me when y there." "We would have had it all right if Garton slopped over and got Pendleton locked up." Old King Brady pressed Young King Brady's a "Now!" he whispered. The yo un g detec tive instantly drew tqe slide o lantern. It was focussed on the faces of the guilty mu and. his wife. "Hands up!" cried Old King Brady, levelil volvers at them. "Your race is run, my bi1ds A terrible oath escaped Smith. He leaped to his feet. "Betrayed !" he yelled. "This is Garton's I'll have revenge !" "Bud-listen! Do nothing rash!" screamed


HELD AT BAY. 31 ut Smith did not hear her. He gave a mad leap Bud Smith came to and g-roaned with pain. The detectives dressed his wounds as well as they could. 'rack! ld King Brady fired. But where was Teresa Lindley? Old King Brady• faced Smith. "Smith," he said, sternly, "your career is ended. he bullet shattered the villain's left arm, but he w up the stairs like a whirl wind. You may as well grace your life with one good deed." ook out for her, Harry!" cried Old King Brady, pursuit. "What is it?" groaned the villain. "Where is the girl?" ut Young King Brady needed no hint as to this. _ e already had the manacles upon the woman. e n leaving her helpless he went up the stairs. For half a minute the murderer seemed to be struggling with himself. Then he said: ld King Brady was close after Smith. he murderer was in a desperate frame of mind. 3:e bad little to lose. e knew that capture meant the gallo,,,s. As well c his life, then, in an attempt to escape. p the stairs he went. s chance had it, he dashed into the room in which rton lay bound :111d gagged. He tripped and fell r the body of his compatriot. s he did so he wrenched the arm shattered by Old g Brady's bullet. A deadly faintness ca.me and swooned away. he old detective shot the rays of the lantern upon : scene. e knelt down and secured the villain's ankles. ung King Brady came flying into the room. 'he old detective held up his hand. 'All right, Harry," he said. 'You've got him ?" 'Yes." 'That's good!" ' The woman is safe?" 'Yes." )ld King Brady a.rose. 'The case is ended," he said. 'his wa . s true . at bay no longer. . he two Bradys could be held crooks were all secured. -, reparations were made to spend the mght in the ce. ' ood was found and a fire started in one of the places. Soon all was cheerful and cozy. "\iVill ye intercede for me?" , "It would be of no use. I will do all I can then." The murderer drew a deep breath. "Then I'll tell," he said. "Well?" "She is in this house." "Indeed!" exclaimed both detectives. "In the cellar wall you will find an iron door. It opens into a vegetable cellar. We put her in there." Young King Brady fairly . flew to the. cellar. Smith had told the truth. Teresa Lindley, pale and weak, was found there, but safe and sound. Old King Brady had spoken truly. The case was ended. * * * * * • But little more remains to be said. Teresa Lindley was restored safely to her home. Her villainous foe, John Garton, received a twenty years' sentence in Sing Sing. Bud Smith was electrocuted. His wife went to prison as an accomplice. Haines and Small abandoned the Curlew which went, ashore a wreck, and were not again seen about New York. Lucius Pendleton was given a long sentence. And this, kind reader, ends the tale. [THE END.] Read "MISS MYSTERY, THE GIRL FROM CHICAGO; OR, OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY ON A DARK TRAIL," which will be the next number (11) of "Secret Service." an.d :i:n.s"tr-u.c"tive :Sool:E.s. W TO MAKE MAGIC TOYS-Containing full directions for making Magic Toys and devices of many kinds. By A. Anderson . Fully illustrated. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers , or sent, post-paid by mail, upon receipt of p_rice. Ad dress Frank Tousey, Publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. \V TO BECOME AN complete instruc tions how to make up for variou s characters on the stage; together with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prompter, Scenic Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Man-, ager. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 \Vest 26th Street, New York. W TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS-Embracing all of the latest and most clecepti -:-e card tricks with illustrations. By A. Anderson. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or we will send it to you h,Y mail, postage free , upon re"eipt f price . Address Frank 'lousey, Publisher, 29 West 26th treet, New York. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY-Containing full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject; also rules for punctuation and composition; together with specimen letters. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York-HOW TO DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS-Containing a large collection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or sent, post-paid, upon receipt of the price. Addres Frank Tousey, Publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. HOW TO COLLECT STAMPS AND COINS-Containing ..-aluable information regarding the collecting and arranj.?ing of stamps and coins . Handsomely illustrated. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers in the United States and Canada, or sent to your address, post-paid, on receipt of price. Address Frank Touse, ,-, publishe r , 29 \Ves t 26th Street, New York.


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