The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1903-08-13
She jerkcd the letter from the amazed and
frightened man.


frightened man.
planned the robbery suspect that she,
by legerdemain, had become possessed
Of the letter so much sought forY Even
If he did suspect her, he would certain
ly have craft enough not to admit it.
His game would rather be TO maintain
that this was the veritable document
found in the Englishman' dispatch
box, and it was more than likely, TAX
ing into consideration the change of
room at the last moment, which would
show the officials the existence of sus
picion in the messenger mind or in
the minds of those who sent him, that
the natural surmise would be that an
other messenger had gone with the real
document, and that the robbed man
was merely blind to delude the Rus
sian police. In any case. Jennie con-
cluded, there was absolutely nothing to
do but remain awake all night and
guard the treasure which good luck had
bestowed upon her. She stood up on her
bed, about to stuff her handkerchief
into the hole bored in the partition. but
suddenly paused and came down to the
floor again. No; discomforting as it was
to remain in room under possible es-
pionage, she dared not stop the open
ings, as that would show she had cog
nizance of them, and arouse the con-
ductor's suspicion that, after all, she
had understood what had been said,
whereas, if she left them as they were,
the fact of her doing so would be strong
confirmation of her ignorance. She took
from her bag scarf, tied one end round
her wrist and the other to the door, so
that it could not be opened should she
fall asleep, without awakening her Be
fore intrenching herself thus she drew
the eyelids down over the lamp, and left
her room in darkness. Then. if any one
did spy upon her, they would not see the
dark scarf which united her wrist with
the door.
In spite Of the danger Of her situation
she had the utmost difficulty in keeping
awake The rumble of the train had a
very somnolent effect and once or twice
she started up, fearing that she had
been slumbering. Once she experienced
Tightening sensation in her throat,
and sprang to the floor, seeing the rising
gas, somehow made visible the color Of
blood. The scarf drew her to her knees,
and for moment she thought some one
clutched her wrist Painting, she undid
the scarf and flooded the room with
light. Her heart was beating wildly,
h,,x %, he,
rumble of the train rushing through the
darkness over the boundless plains Of
Russia. She looked at her tiny watch
it was 2 c'cck in the morning She
knew then that she must have fallen
asleep in spite Of her strong resolutions
The letter was still in the inside pocket
% her jacket, and all was well 1T in
ne morning No eye appeared at either
OF the apertures so she covered up the
light once more and lay down again,
signing to think how rumpled her COS
tune would look in the morning. Now
she was resolved not to 90 to sleep, if
force Of will could keep her awake. A
moment later she was startled by some
one beating down the partition with an
ak. She sprang up, and again the scarf
pulled her back. She united II from her
wrist and noticed that daylight flooded
the compartment This amazed her
How could it be daylight so soon, in
northern Pussia2 After breathless
pause there was rap at her door, and
the voice Of the conductor said
Breakfast at Luga, madame. in
three-quarters Of an hour. >
Every good, +" she replied in English.
her voice trembling with fear. Slowly
she united the scarf from the door and
placed it in her hand bag. She shivered
Notwithstanding her effort at self con
troll, for she knew she had slept through