Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-08-16

terry the flame of the match. Here and there,
where the paper charred in the heat, letter
word stood out from the bare wilderness of the paper,
e ne
it greedily:
Am privately informed there little chance OF Alvarez
shall tor you Or nave her s
take months and meeting to sign treaty OF alliance would
be dangerously delayed.
Petroznni permitted the spluttering flame to
ignite the paper and thoughtfully watched the
blaze destroy it. The last tiny scrap dropped on
the floor, burned out, and he crushed the ashes
under his heel Then he began to write:
My DEAR Miss THoRNE-Many thanks for your
in to that ha
hoped that my impulsive in shooting him would
eha in T eeno As Do the
consulting attorney but in the event OF Senior Alvarez
'''N' Respectfully, P1ErRo PErRoz1NN1
This done, the secret agent carefully cleaned the
ink from the pen wpng it dry with his handkerchief,
then thrust it into the half-epty glass Of milk The
fluid chung to the steel nib thinly. He went
writing with it, between the lines of ink:
am in no danger credentials United
which when presented, will make respon
according international law Arrange escape for one
week from tonight Use any money necessary Arrange
must this matter reach Italian Ambassador.
Again the prisoner cleaned the steel nib, after
which he put it back in the bottle of ink leaving it
there. He waved the sheet of paper back and forth
dry it. and at last scrutinized it infinitely, stand
ing under the light from the hgh-up window of his
cell Letter by letter the thin white writing fluid
evaporated, leaving the sheet perfectly clean and
white except for the ink written message. This
sheet he folded placed in envelop and addressed.
Later the guard passed along the corridor, and
Petrozinni thrust the letter out to him.
Be good enough to post that please, he
quested. 1T isn't sealed. / don't know if your
prison rules require you to read the letters that 60
out If So read it, have it read, then seal it,
For answer the guard dampened the flap of the
envelop, sealed it, thrust it into his pocket and
passed on. The secret agent sat down again and
slipped his milk medtatively.
nNE hour later Mr.. Grimm out of pho
~ tographer's dark Pennsylvania-ave.
with developed negative which he set on rack
to dry. At the end of another hour he sitting
at his desk studying, under magnfyng glass,
finished print of the negative. Word by word he was
writing slip of paper what his magnifying glass
gave him. and So curiously enough, it came to pass
that My Lady of Mystery and Chief Campbell of the
Secret Service were reading the hidden, milk written
message at almost the identical moment.
Il got Petroznni's letter from the postman,"
Mr.. Grimm was explaining modestly. Il opened it,
photographed it, sealed it again, and remaied it.
There not more than half an hours delay and
Miss Thorne cannot possibly know of it." He paused
a moment Its odd thing that writing such as
that is absolutely invisible to the naked eye and
yet when photographed becomes decipherable in the
negative
What do you make of it," asked Mr.. Campbell
We'll, he's right of course about not being in
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