The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-05-17

beaten me all the week simply
couldn't fathom what you saw in that
little girl. l never dreamed it was
part of the game"
$50 you think it was that and moth
ing more?'
you deep old dog-of course do"
"You didn't know she was the daugh-
ter of wealthy squatter:'
"There are wealthy women by the
dozen who would marry you tomor-
row."
cit doesn't occur to you that I might
like to draw stumps, start clean and
live happily ever after-in the bush?''
with that voice? 1t certainly does
notv'
Bunny" he cried so fiercely that 1
braced myself for blow.
But no more followed
"Do you think you would live hap
pily?" made bold to ask him.
God knowsn he answered And
with that he left me to marvel at his
look and tone and more than ever at
the insuficiently exciting cause.
OF all the mere feats of cracksman-
ship which have seen Rallies perform
at once the most delicate and most
difficult was that which he accom-
plished between i and o'clock on the
Tuesday morning aboard the North
German steamer Uhlan, lying at an
Choir in Genoa harbor.
Not a hitch occurred. Everything
had been foreseen; everything hap
pened as l had been assured every
thing must. Nobody was about be-
low, only the ships boys on deck and
nobody on the bridge. 1t was twenty
five minutes past l when Raff1es, with
out stitch Of clothing on his body,
but with glass vial, corked with
cottonwood, between his teeth, and
tiny screwdriver behind his ear,
squirmed feet first through the ven
tilator over his berth, and it was nine
teen minutes to 2 when he returned,
head first, with the vial Still be-
tween his teeth and the cottonwood
rammed home to still the rafting of
that which lay like great gray bean
within. He had taken screws out and
put them in again; he had unfastened
Won Heumann's ventilator and had left
it fast as he had found it-fast as he
instantly proceeded to make his own.
AS for Won Heumann, it had been
enough to place the drenched wad first
on his mustache and then to hold it
between his gaping lips; thereafter the
intruder had climbed both ways across
his shins without eliciting a groan.
And here was the prize-this pearl as
large as filbert, with pale pink
tinge like a lady's finger nail; this
| spoil of a filibustering age; this gift
from European emperor to a south
sea chief. We gloated over it when all
was snug. We toasted it in whisky
and soda water laid in overnight in
view of the great moment, but the
moment was greater, more triumphant
than our most sanguine dreams. All
we had now to do was to secrete the
gem (Which Rat1les had pried from its
setting, replacing the latter, so that
we could stand the strictest search
and yet take it ashore with us at Ma
pies, and this Raffles was doing when
turned in. l myself would have
landed incontinently that night at
Genoa and bolted with the spoil; he
would not hear of it, for dozen good
reasons which will be obvious.
On the whole do not think that any
thing was discovered or suspected be-
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be sure. 1t is difficult to believe that
man could be chloroformed in his
sleep and feel no telltale effects, sniff
no suspicious odor in the morning.
Nevertheless Won Heumann reap
peared as though nothing had hap
pened to him, his German cap over his
eyes and his mustaches brushing the
peak. And by 10 o'clock we We're quit
Of Genoa. The last lean, blue chinned
official had left our decks. The last
fruit seller had been beaten off Will
bucketfuls of water and left cursing
us from his boat The last passenger
had come aboard at the last moment :
fussy graybeard who kept the big
ship waiting while he haggled with his
boatman over half lira. But al
length we We're off, the tug was shed
the lighthouse passed and Rafiies apt
leaned together over the rail watch
ing our shadows on the pale green
liquid, veined marble that agar
washed the vessels side.
Won Heumann was having his in
nings once more. 1t was part of the
t design that he should remain in al
, day and SO postpone the inevitable
hour, and, though the lady looked
) bored and was forever glancing in ou