The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-05-20
CONTINUED From Yesterday
CHAPTER TX.

kAS HEN niue Laura recovered from
wv the back-hand cuff old Mag
gave her across the face she
was Mortified by what she saw. If
the threat to kill her and bury her
body under the noor was not
sufficient to ~terrorize a child of
her age, certainly the sight of Miss
Beatrice Ryerson was. The young
woman had been stripped of her fine
garments and had been dressed in an
ancient, soiled wrapper. Her hair. long
neglected, was matted in unkempt
masses about her shoulders. And while
she was deathly pale and great black
rings formed frames for her dropping
eyes. there were still evident about her
lingering evidences of the refinement
and culture which had been afforded
her all her life by the multi-millions
of her father.
Although she believed she was about
TO be killed, Laura could not keep her
eyes from the feet of Miss Beatrice.
which had been wrapped in great wads
of old sheetings and other muslins. The
child soon learned that the many deep
burns which DIR. Markay had inflicted
on the young woman's feet in his vain
effort to force her secret from her had
broken open in the flight from the
m%otorboat to this new hiding place,
and that she was in danger of death
from loss of blood when Marston and
old Mag bound up her feet.
Marston was really for killing the
child at once. He recognized that in
her there lay too much danger of the
failure of his plans; but her life was
spared for the moment by the laziness
of old Mag. The room was in a de-
plorable condition of filth and wretch
edness, and she saw a chance to avoid
the labor herself by having Laura do it.
The child went at this work rapidly,
seeing in it a chance to talk with Miss
Beatrice, perhaps. and at least an ex-
tension of her lease of life.
Il am going out to see what the
police are doing said Marston to Mag
when Laura was fairly at work. Il
viii leave this pistol with you. and 1
will lock all of you in. If this girl tries
to get away before | come back put an
end to her and you will save your own
neck"
As Narration stepped out on the street
he brushed by "Matty' Whiting and
Martin Curtis. He did not know them
and they did not know him. But he
heard the reporter say to Curtis;
IT'S mighty peculiar what could have
become Of her. She wouldn't go home
until she landed something. She is the
most determined little girl | ever saw"
That remark gave Marston warning.
He walked on a few yards and then
turned and followed the two young
men. They turned up into Stevens
street, through Atlantic and out on
Bridge street again. Marston was close
behind them.
In the surgical ward of the City Hos
pital, on the cot next to that occupied
by DR.. Markay, was a man who was
to be discharged the next morning. He
was George Manning, a young tough
Who had been involved in many sus-
picious cases, but who had never been
caught. He had been in the hospital
to have a broken nose, received in a
saloon fight, mended. Markay saw a
chance to use him. He had not given
up hope of defeating Marston, his for
mer co-conspirator, turning him over
to the police, and himself capturing the
$40, 900, 600 in crown jewels.
The night before M%anning's discharge
from the hospital he and Markay held
a long whispered conversation. Markay
gave him an accurate description of
Marston and old Mag and told him that
all Marston had said when they fed
from the Lafayette street dive was
that he had found a better place in
Ogden street, and that he presumed it
was in the vicinity of the Vineyard,
as that was where the motorboat
landed. Manning vas commissioned to
find the place, and, at any cost, get
the custody of Miss Ryerson, as she
was the only person living who had
the secret of the loose f%lagstone, the
key to the buried treasure.
Whiting and Curtis continued their
vigil in the vicinity of the Vineyard
all night, being trailed for several
hours by Marston. 1t was long after