CHAPTER XI.--THE BATTLE OPENS.
A week later, a rather weary-looking Larose was ushered into the presence of the Chief Commissioner of the South Australian Police. "Sir," he said abruptly, and without any preamble of civilities, directly they were alone. "I want a search-warrant to go through Dr. Van Steyne's house at West Mitcham."
"Dr. Van Steyne's!" exclaimed the Commissioner frowning. "Why what on earth do you want that for?"
"He's hiding Miles Fallon," said the detective grimly, "and it's my belief we shall find the man somewhere about the house."
"Hiding Miles Fallon?" echoed the Commissioner incredulously, and as if he had not heard aright. "Dr. Van Steyne hiding Miles Fallon?"
"Yes," replied Larose, "they have been working hand in glove together, and everything points to their
