The Red Symbol   By: John Ironside

RED SYMBOL

BY

JOHN IRONSIDE

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY F. C. YOHN

BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1910

Copyright, 1909, 1910 , BY LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY.

All rights reserved.

Published, April, 1910

THE UNIVERSITY PRESS, CAMBRIDGE, U. S. A.

[Illustration: I heard him mutter in French: "The symbol! Then it is she!" FRONTISPIECE. See p. 16]

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE

I. THE MYSTERIOUS FOREIGNER 1 II. THE SAVAGE CLUB DINNER 9 III. THE BLOOD STAINED PORTRAIT 17 IV. THE RIVER STEPS 26 V. THE MYSTERY THICKENS 33 VI. "MURDER MOST FOUL" 41 VII. A RED HAIRED WOMAN 48 VIII. A TIMELY WARNING 55 IX. NOT AT BERLIN 62 X. DISQUIETING NEWS 68 XI. "LA MORT OU LA VIE!" 74 XII. THE WRECKED TRAIN 82 XIII. THE GRAND DUKE LORIS 89 XIV. A CRY FOR HELP 96 XV. AN UNPLEASANT EXPERIENCE 103 XVI. UNDER SURVEILLANCE 110 XVII. THE DROSHKY DRIVER 115 XVIII. THROUGH THE STORM 122 XIX. NIGHT IN THE FOREST 128 XX. THE TRIBUNAL 133 XXI. A FORLORN HOPE 139 XXII. THE PRISON HOUSE 145 XXIII. FREEMAN EXPLAINS 152 XXIV. BACK TO ENGLAND 158 XXV. SOUTHBOURNE'S SUSPICIONS 164 XXVI. WHAT JIM CAYLEY KNEW 172 XXVII. AT THE POLICE COURT 179 XXVIII. WITH MARY AT MORWEN 186 XXIX. LIGHT ON THE PAST 192 XXX. A BYGONE TRAGEDY 198 XXXI. MISHKA TURNS UP 204 XXXII. BACK TO RUSSIA ONCE MORE 211 XXXIII. THE ROAD TO ZOSTROV 217 XXXIV. THE OLD JEW 223 XXXV. A BAFFLING INTERVIEW 229 XXXVI. STILL ON THE ROAD 235 XXXVII. THE PRISONER OF ZOSTROV 241 XXXVIII. THE GAME BEGINS 247 XXXIX. THE FLIGHT FROM ZOSTROV 254 XL. A STRICKEN TOWN 260 XLI. LOVE OR COMRADESHIP? 268 XLII. THE DESERTED HUNTING LODGE 274 XLIII. THE WOMAN FROM SIBERIA 281 XLIV. AT VASSILITZI'S 287 XLV. THE CAMPAIGN AT WARSAW 294 XLVI. THE BEGINNING OF THE END 301 XLVII. THE TRAGEDY IN THE SQUARE 308 XLVIII. THE GRAND DUCHESS PASSES 315 XLIX. THE END OF AN ACT 322 L. ENGLAND ONCE MORE 329 LI. THE REAL ANNE 336 LII. THE WHOLE TRUTH 344

ILLUSTRATIONS

I heard him mutter in French: "The symbol! Then it is she!" Frontispiece

The rooms were in great disorder, and had been subjected to an exhaustive search Page 51

His stern face, seen in the light of the blazing wreckage, was ghastly " 87

In that instant I had caught a glimpse of a white face " 102

Then, in a flash, I knew him " 228

"My God, how they hate me!" I heard Loris say softly " 259

"I knew thou wouldst come," she said " 268

Some one comes behind my chair " 354

THE RED SYMBOL

CHAPTER I

THE MYSTERIOUS FOREIGNER