The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-05-13
see who is beside you"

Just be calm and do as I tell you,
and no harm will come to you.
do you recall your last birthday.
when you n YOU father went for a
wake"
Perfectly"
ID you recall your father pointing
out to you a loose fagstone in a side
walk?"
Yes, very we'll"
"If you will tell me where that par
ticular flagstone is located I will freq
you and your father immediately"
"Never!" the young lady's manner.
her emphasis, indicated that she had
repealed the stupor induced by the
poisonous drugs and was fully awake.
D o know the Importance of your
secret?'
Only that the honor of my father
depends on it" said Miss Ryerson; "he
told me that under no conceivable cir
cumstances must L reveal to anyone the
location of that stone while he lived,
He said that after his death 1 would
know the full Importance of the mat
ter and could then act as 1 saw fit.
Until then the secret is his, not mine"
ID you not think there is some way
in which 1 might induce you to recon-
sider?' The polished scoundrel rubbed.
his hands together and smiled eontem-
platively behind his grewsome mask. "s
None of which l know was the de-
cided reply.
course, you think 1t is easy to die.
Perhaps I can show you that it can be a
made very hard, very painful to die.
to exist a long time in a living death.p
"A matter of physical pain will not
alter my determination" said the young
woman, pressing her hands to her eyes.
Let's change the subject for a min
ute. Did you ever hear of the crown
jewels of the empire of Mexico under
Macmillan and Charlotte?' y
"As a school girl l have read of
them.'
Did Charlotte take them back to
bEurope with herr" m
TT is hardly possible. when poor, un-
happy, over-ambitious Empress Char
lotte went back to Europe to spend the
rest of her days in a m~adhouse."
II am greatly interested in the SUBJ
ject of these crown Jewels. I lave am
idea hat they were brought to this
country after the execution of Maxi
milan" Z
1T cannot be that you have brought
me to this den to entertain you, is it2'
demanded the young woman staring at
her captor. 3
"Oh. no; not at all" said The doctor;
Il merely thought you could enlighten
me on the present whereabouts of the
jewel collection" S
IF you have not killed my father :.
already why not ask him? Years ago
] remember he read much literature
relative to the crown jewels. not only l.
of Mexico, but of other countries
Have you any idea what bearing
the loose flagstone may have on the
future or the fortunes of either your
father or YOURSELF"
Not the slightest. except that 1
know it must be very important"
II will ask you again to tell me
where that stone is?"
MOI she almost yelled it.
every we'll, my young and naughty
beauty, l shall teach you what pain IL.
Did you ever suffer the burn of nitric
acid?" il.
There was no answer. unless defiant
silence may be considered a most eIo-
quent reply. DIR. Markay picked up
the young woman and laid her on the.
floor, stretching her arms out. tying
one wrist to the foot of the old bed
and the other to the base of a water
sink. He called Mag In and told her
to take off Miss Beatrice's shoes, which
that woman did.
Nov take off her stockings said
the physician, whose years of culture
taught him to at least respect the
modesty of his helpless victim. Then A.
the abductor bound the ankles together
and fastened them securely to the leg
of an old stove, near which they
pointed.
This pair of arch-villains did not
know hat the fight with the burglar, =
the consequent uproar and the follow
ing connections in the back room had
reused a little girl from her fretful
sleep in the front room.
Little Laura Browning, the orphan,
adopted by Mag, had been sent to bed 7
that night after she had been knocked
across the room by a vicious back
hand slap because she had been able
to gather only a half-basket of scraps
coal from the tracks of the Central
Railroad.
Her two bright little eyes were
watching DR.. Markay and Mag as they J,
bound the helpless young woman to
the floor. She did not know before
that strangers were in the house, She
had seen the unconscious burglar
carted into the hall. had caught frag-
ments of the conversation of the tall
man with the black mask and the
young lady, and was worse, she
saw the MAJ pour drops of. what hessi
| said was nitric acid on the bare feet
of his captive,
From her place of coneealment,
which was the dark. damp closet CONF
Meeting the front and pack rooms, and
from which she could see into the bacl.
room through a crack where the old.
warped door had parted, she heard the
doctor tell Mag to get out his alcohol
lamp. tina he would heat some wires
red-hot and put them to the soles of
her feet. All the time she heard the
man saying: You better tell. Youa.
can save yourself by telling"
Little Laura, herself crying for the
pain the pretty captive was heroicallyes
suffering, could stand no more, and In
her nightgown she stole swiftly and
silently out of the basement dwelling.
ran down upkempt Campfield place, /.
across Green street n breathlessly
into police headquarters.
"Ceme, come quickly, n save az
pretty lady" she cried with her frst2
full breath.
(To BE Continued TomorroH.l