The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-01-10

or at "Gib" was much the tame to Dich
Knight. In any case he was to go. It did
not matter to him where he parted from
Eve Markham, since part they must, and
the parting could not be delayed. Tonight
Sir Peter seemed to have forgotten what
had passed and his own words, but he
would remember tomorrow, and Dick
knew him well enough to be sure that he
would not change his mind. Even If he
said ''Stay," Dick could not stay, unless
he said also II will give you Eve" and this
he would not be more inclined to say BY
morning than he had been by night.
Down in the gorgeous pink cabin of the
derelict he had thought thrillingly of Eve,
and pictured her asleep; but she was not
asleep. In her state room, half undressed.
she had heard sounds which were strange
to the well-Ordereds peace Of the Lily
Maid She had guessed that something
unusual was going on, and a new excite
| ment had been added to that which the
girl already felt. It was impossible to
think of going to bed She had not runs
for her maid, for after the scene with
Knight and her father she had been in no
mood for any companionship. since She
| could not have the companionship she
wanted. She slipped on dressing gown,
and over that a long cloak. Then she
went up and peeped out on deck. She saw.
neither Of the men who had possessed her
| mind. and went boldly in search Of them.
It was the captain who told her what had
happened, and pointed out to her the boat
| In which Sir Peter and Dick knight were
| being rowed out toward the tossing dere-
lict. Naturally, the girl did not go below
again. She remained on deck, watching
all the maneuvers Of the strange yacht:
and there, from the deck Of the Xenia.
Dick saw her at last, gazing across at him
| through the moonlight
She was more spiritlike than ever, seen
from. afar; and keen sense of her re-
moteness struck at Dicks heart. II Il
| were only that strip Of cold, shining wa
ter that divided them one from the other
how easy things would be. But It was
more-so much more Then as he
loked, she knew that his eyes were on
| her, and waved her hand. His heart grew
warm again. No, he would not give her
UP for twenty Sir Peter Markhams. He
would fight fair-but he would fight,
| When the Xenia was safely in tow, tho
millionaire had his wish. All the men
| had gone back to the Lily Maid save two
one Of whom was at the wheel, another
| on watch. Practically, Sir Peter and
Dick knights had the strange yacht to
themselves; and when all was quiet, they
! went to the captains cabin, and turned
on the electric light. They found the
room deserted. as they had known they
would. All was in the same good order
j which, as far as they had gone, reigned
| everywhere. The cabin was small, but
the compactly arranged furniture was
Handsome; evidently the vanished master
Of the xenia had not grudged his captain
excellent accommodation. But where was
| the captain now?
| Sir Peter pointed to high desk Of wall
nut wood. His papers will be there"
| he said. But probably It's locked, and
we shall have to force everything OPEN"
AS he spoke he tried to push up the roll
ing top and to his surprise it moved. BY
1 Jove," he CALCULATED, 1.-The things empty"
For few seconds he and Knight stood
1 staring into tho desk, which was absolute
/ 1y bare. Not a book, not q paper; not
even stray envelop of a letter. After
I that brief pause of Amusement the elder
man stopped. and began opening first one
drawer and then another. All were alike
empty.
i what can It mean?'' Sir Peter ex-