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Every Tuesday ♦ » ♦ ♦»♦- "SUBWAY EXPRESS." (Continued from page 14.) gave a lurch and lie fell forward, like this." And he imitated a stumble. "No, no," said Mrs. MuUins, "one of his hands kind of slipped through the open window, like he had clutched at the framework and missed. The other arm was hanging down. Yes, that'.i right. Now—now he fell forward." "Oh, like this," exclaimed Killian, and pitched towards Mason as if to clutch his wrist. "Don't!" Mason screamed the word. His voice, so assured a moment before, rang shrill with terror. "D<jn't touch me! Look out!" "Kearney, stop the car," Killian snapped. "Pull the emergency!" The train .squealed to a standstill. "Now we've got somewhere," drawled Killian. "There's an outside connection that you're afraid of, ilason— (hat's why you cried out the way you did. Kearney, take a look along the track." "I don't know what you're talking about," Mason panted, his face deathly- white. Killian made no answer, and stood waiting while the central doors were opened for Kearney. They closed be- hind the detective, and then re-opened again to admit him a minute or two later. As Kearney climbed into the car with an air of excitement One-Round Dolanj Kansas City Terror, made a stampede for the exit, only to be forced back. "Whore d'yuh think you're goin'?" Kearney roared. "1 gotta fight," Dolan pleaded. Kearney's fist took him neatly in the . jaw and threw him back into his seat insensible. "It's on the posts, inspector," an- nounced Kearney. "The posts in tho tuimcl between the upline an' the down. A wire runnin' from the third rail, up one of the pillars to the height o' that window and then along three others. Four in all—I counted 'em." Killian fixed Mason with a steely e.\e. "A live wire canying the current along four posts on a level with the window, eh?" he said. "You weren't taking ai)jf. chances. Mason, were you ? 1 sup- pose, by the way, that only a subway employee would have access to those posts?" " You think that pins the crime on to ine?" sneered Mason. "Not that alone," answered Killian. "You made a slight mistake when you said you didn't know Edward Tracy. On this watch of his there's an inscrip- tion that shows it was presented by former associates of the subway. There are six names engiaved, and yours hap- pens to be one of thcni. Put these gloves on him and sci' if they fit." "Don't bother," said Mason thickly. "They fit all right." He was handcuffed. Then, at Killian's command, Kearney ordered the motor- man to head for 72nd Street. Meanwhile, Killian was demanding de- tails from Mason. "Did IJordcn hire you to kill Tracy?" ho demanded. Mason shook his head. "No, Traey did the hiiing," ho re- jpined startlingly. "Yes, Traey. He came to me a month ago with the plan all worked out, and offered me 110.000." "But " 27 "HEROES OF THE FLAMES." t (Continued from page 24.) BOY'S CINEMA "Wait a minute," said Mason. "Just as we reached the posts where I was to do the job the lights went out, and I got Tracy by mistake. I'd meant' to get off at 72nd Street and go back to get the wire down, before anything was dis- covered. But the fight started and the shot ruined everything " The train lan alongside the platform of Seventy-Second, and Killian allowed the passengers to alight. "You can go, too, Borden," lie said, "and take Mrs. Tracy with you. Good luck to you both," he added .sincerely. When the crowd had departed Killian turned to his prisoner, who still sat in the seat Tracy had occupied. "Mason," he asked, "how did a fellow of your intelligence get the wrong man in the dark?" "That's one of the things I'll keep to myself," Mason answered through clenched teeth. "Mason," Killian persisted, "between you and me. did you ever know the former Mrs. Tracy—the one that got the rough deal '! Were you ever—perhaps— in love with her?" Mason smiled. "Between you and me," he said, "that's none of your busine--s." Killian smiled, too. He knew that his surmise was correct, and all was clear to him now. Tracy, defaulting to the tunc of fifty thousand dollars, and seeing a chance of making a hundred thousand in in- surance, had gone to Mason with his dastardly inoposal to kill Borden, and liad blackmailed Stevens into playing a minor part with the dripping umbrella. Mason must have pretended to agree, all along seeing his chance of squaring accounts with Tracy. And so these three men — Tracy, Ma.son, Stevens — had awaited the first wet night. The wire had been rigged. All v.as in readiness. To-night. Stevens' um- brella had dripped rain-water—rain-water that had spread in a wide pool about the feet of Tracy and Borden—a jjool liainiless enough in itself, but a deadly "ground " to the one who was to receive (he contact of the copper disc. Mason had seen (o it that that one was Tracy, not Borden. , "liCt's go. Mason," said Killian. "The ivagon will be waiting." (By permission of United Artists Film Corporation and Columbia Pictures, Ltd., starring Jack Holt.) GRAND FILM NOVELS YOU SHOULD NOT MiSS I " DISHONOURED." . A beautiful spy in the employ of the Austrian Secret Service is ordered to betray a bandsome young Russian officer. Which shall she obey—■ duty or love ? "THE LOVE DUET." An intense drama of passion and heroism in the musical life of Vienna. Starring Gustav Frolicb. of Madison, and, lifting lum with an effort, Bob manageU to revive liiru a httle. The blaze seemed to have swept to- wards the door and thence to other parts of the building, and now, with one arm supporting Madison, Bob had to fight his way through a dense swathe of flame. He never knew how he and his companion gained the head of tl\c stairs that led to the floor below, but ho did know tiiat a huge fragment ot burning roof fell at their heels and pep- pered them with hot sparks. They reeled down flight after flight of stairs. On the lower floors thcro was less danger from fire, but suffocating voluuies of smoke filled the entire build- ing and tortured tlioir lungs as they in- haled it. Nor were they by any means beyond tho risk of sudden and awful death, for once a mass of flaring timlx-r hurtled past them and crashed into tho depths of the staircase well. They reached the ground floor at last, and, staggering to a door, let themselves out into the street. Madison was at the end of his tether, and with a moan collapsed, but Bob caught him as 1:9 fell and, hoisting him over his shoulder, tottered on to the sidewalk. A cry went up the moment the two men were seen, and it was a cry to wlii;'h .June lent her voice. Next second she was running towards them. "Daddv!" she called thankfully. "Bob!" ■ . Bob swayed uncertainly, and in that same moment Juno chanced to lift luir glance. Next second a scream broke from her lips as she saw a huge section of the warehouse wall bulge outward through the masses of smoke and flamo that capped tho building. With tho thunder of a landslide a hundred tons of debris broke from the doomed structure, an avalanche of blackened masonry and blazing timber that hurtled into the street inunediately whore Bob and June wore standing. (To be continued in another breath- taking episode next week. By permis- sion of Universal Pictures Ltd., starring Tim McCoy and Marion Shockley.) ALSO The s.econd episode of the gripping drama of the sawdust ring, star- ring Francis X. Bush- man Jnr. and Alberta Vaughn— " THE SPELL OF THE CIRCUS." Victor McLaglen and Marlene Dietrich in ' Dtsbonoured." Don't miss these splendid yams in this week's issue of our companion p.aper, 44 ^^«ir-r iw. STORIES.'^ SCREEN ON SALE WEDNESDAY. PRICE 2d. Octobtr 3rii, 1U31. :l^