Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-10-10

action Is almost at hand.
''How do you intend getting into the
house?"
II must break in. You now know
how doubly dangerous is the enter. -:se.
1t is not too late for you to dr." back. "
II am with you heart AID soul, " said
I, taking his arm
He set a rapid pace west.
my poor GIRL" he said, "is locked
in an upper room, no doubt. Intend
getting in through the fanlight. L can
stand on your shoulders. Once IN,
will open the front door. This fog is
all in our favor"
It was long walk, during which he
never could see across the street. He
seemed to find his way by instinct. He
never paused or hesitated.
At last he drew up. 1--WE are in
Derby Square," he whispered. ''The
house is on the south side, No. 81. We
will cross the roadway and stand with
our backs against the railing of the en-
closure. We have twenty minutes to
wait"
"Now," whispered he, when he drew
up, "we are directly opposite the house.
know the spot by this dropping ash
tree" He took off his hat and wiped
his forehead.
= Those were the longest twenty min
utes I ever endured. To hi.a they
must have been hours. During the
whole time he never said word He
leaned motionless against the railinGs,
watch in hand, his eyes fixed upon the
dial We could not see even the mid
die Of the roadway.
At five minutes to one heard a door
open and shut softly, then cautious
footsteps stealing away. 1 looked at
Crane. He didn't look at me. He did
not move. He kept his eyes fixed on
the dial like one hypnotized. l Igazed
at the watch myself; 1 found ] could
not now take my eyes off it. 1 saw the
hand pass the hour saw it creep one,
two, three minutes beyond the hour.
Had he forgotten, or was he really
hypnotized by too intent thought and
gaze?
When the hand touched the fourth
minute, he put the watch in his poe
ket, and catching me by the shoulder
moved across the roadway and up to
the door of 81.
"How will you break the glass? VIII
there not be q great noise" WHISPERED.
mo; the fanlight is stained glass in
lead. Give me back"
In an instant he was mp, standing on
my shoulders and working at the fan
light. could not see, but he must
have wrenched out the pieces with
amazing celerity and care, for in a few
miutes he whispered. 81 am going to
hang on by my elbows. Take hold OF
my feet and push me up"
seized his feet and pushed them up
with all my might. In another minute
he had scrambled through and dropped
into the hall.
He opened the door. "Come inside
Close the door and wait for me. If
any of these men are here and 1 fall,
fly. All will then be lost. Save your
own life"
He darted past me. For few mo-
ments all was silent. Then 1 heard
crash, as though of n door burst in.
This was followed by the soft, joyf&l
cry of q woman, and presently two fig
ures ran down the stairs. I opened the
door, and the three of us darted out.
I closed the door softly behind. Crane
led us across the road and We set offat
quick pace through the fog in un-
broken silence.
When We were clear of the square
Crane stopped, took the girl in his
arms, and crying, 'Thank God! my
Aggjel" I" burst into tears.
The instinct which had guided Crane
infallibly earlier in the day now failed
him, and We lost our way hopelessly;
but we did not care. It was o'clock
when the three of us got to Weldon's.
The lovers spent that evening in the
craving room, and saw little Of them.
The peril of Mrs. Folgate's position
made absolute secrecy still imperative.
Next morning I met Crane at break
fast. He said there was no use of try
ing to thank me for himself or Miss
Folgate, whom Mrs. Weldon had for
bidden to leave her room, as she was
suffering from nervous prostratior, but
that he owed me a debt he could never
pay. I was leaving by An early train
for the West. and he promised to writs
to me ns soon rs news had been heard
of Mrs. Folgate.
Four days later I got Letter saying
that Mrs. Folgate had been released
unharmed, and that there would be
some reference to the affair in the
London papers that day or the day
after. Next morning the newspapers
had an account of the clever frustra-
ton by the Vienna police of a daring
and gigantic attempt to swindle the
banks of that city by man calling
himself Count Wolinski who, with a
half dozen accomplices, was arrested
just as they had brought their nefarious
scheme to perfection and were about
to put it in operation
'The plot" said the Vienna dis
patch, Twas one of the most daring
ever designed, and among other of the
meaEs used by the swindlers to mislead
was the fact that letters for their basis
OF operation, London, were addressed
TO the mansion of n well-known rich
baronet. whose town house is in one of
tie E,ost select West End squares"
4 few months after received cards
and wedding cake, which assured me
t;,s. eli had gone we'll with the young
pcoTlc; tCt from that day to this I
taye not seen Crane. or Mrs. Crane.