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The Bat

Detective Anderson Takes Charge
"What's that?"
"Somebody smashed a windowpane!"
"And threw in a stone!"
"Wait a minute, I'll - " The Doctor, all alert at once, ran into the alcove and jerked at the
terrace door.
"It's bolted at the top, too," called Miss Cornelia. He nodded, without wasting words on a
reply, unbolted the door and dashed out into the darkness of the terrace. Miss Cornelia
saw him run past the French windows and disappear into blackness. Meanwhile Dale, her
listlessness vanished before the shock of the strange occurrence, had gone to the broken
window and picked up the stone. It was wrapped in paper; there seemed to be writing on
the paper. She closed the terrace door and brought the stone to her aunt.
Miss Cornelia unwrapped the paper and smoothed out the sheet.
Two lines of coarse, round handwriting sprawled across it:
Take warning! Leave this house at once! It is threatened
with
disaster which will involve you if you remain!
There was no signature.
"Who do you think wrote it?" asked Dale breathlessly.
Miss Cornelia straightened up like a ramrod - indomitable.
"A fool - that's who! If anything was calculated to make me stay here forever, this sort of
thing would do it!"
She twitched the sheet of paper angrily.
"But - something may happen, darling!"
"I hope so! That's the reason I - "
She stopped. The doorbell was ringing again - thrilling, insistent. Her niece started at the
sound.
"Oh, don't let anybody in!" she besought Miss Cornelia as Billy came in from the hall
with his usual air of walking on velvet.
 
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