Barbour County index., 1908-11-04

might have visited his residence for
the purpose of obtaining whatever vai-
uables he possessed, but there was
small likelihood of his remaining there
long enough to risk capture. His most
logical plan of action would be to seek
refuge under the British flag on board
the frigate now lying in the harbor.
Thus unused the chief as he reached
the water front and gazed across the
olack expanse of water to where the
lights OF the English man-of-war
twinkled in the ofing. 1t was after
midnight and profound silence
reigned along the shore, a silence in
terrupted only by the tapping of the
water against the wharves. M. Claude
caught sight of long, low wooden
pier jutting out from the land, and he
turned his steps toward it. In a few
! seconds of walking he reached the end
and glancing down saw small boat
moored by a rope to the piles, tossing
gently to and fro with the tide. Here
then was means Of escape for We're,
did he but know of it. The chief
glanced back to the wharf as the
thought occurred to him and uttered
a fierce exclamation. There was a
man showing off in a boat from the
| spot he had just left By the light Of
the moon he could see the gigantic
figure plainly as it swung to the oars.
1t was Vere-escaping from him
bearing the documents that would
blast the fame of Blanche Leclaire
M. Claude stopped and swiftly sew
cred the rope that moored the boat to
the pier. In another instant he was
bending to the oars with savage en-
| ergy.
Vere'S boat shot straight for the
mouth Of the harbor in the direction Of
the British frigate's anchorage. M.
Claude, still in the shadow of the pier,
backed water suddenly and brought
his craft to halt as he perceived that
We're in passing would steer directly
i before his bows. He waited with
bated breath as the black dot drew
near, wondering if the Englishman
would glance around and notice his
presence. But We're did not see the
danger that lurked in the shadows:
| his mind was fixed on the big ship
swinging laZily at anchor in the Of
! fing. He had successfully eluded his
| pursuers on land, and he laughed ex-
| ultantly as he bent his broad back and
| sent the sharp prov cleaving rapidly
through the black water.
| And in that moment of fancied tri-
umph his fate came upon him. From
out the darkness there silently glided
a menacing shape that crashed against
the side of his vessel, an active figure
sprang upon him and a million lurid
fires famed before his eyes as a crash
ing blow descended full on his tenn
pie. The oars slipped from his nerve
less grasp and his huge bulk collapsed
into an inert mass at the bottom of the
boat
Replacing the life preserver in his
pocket the chief hurriedly retrieved
the drifting oars and pulled back to
land. Reaching the wharf he moored
the boat to a convenient ringbolt, and
proceeded to examine into the condi-
ton of his prisoner. He was breath
ing heavily but was still unconscious,
and M. Claude made a search of his
garments with a dexterity born OF
long practice. In cloth belt
next to Vere's skin he dis
covered the long sought package
of letters that had caused him so
many anxious hours, and pocketed
them with much heartfelt satisfac-
ton. Then he walked leisurely to the
nearest police station and revealed
his identity to the inspector in
charge
Il chanced to witness the affair in
Nine. Alavarda's establishment last
night" he said, "and later was for
tunate enough to perceive this Mon
sieur We're in the act of making his
escape by water. There was no time
to summon assistance, and knowing
that once aboard the British frigate
now in the oflng he would be beyond
your Jurisdiction / took it upon myself
to capture him. In doing so l was
compelled to use considerable force
and you will find him unconscious in
the boat where 1 left him, unless he
has recovered his senses, which I
hardly think is likely"
Nine. Rigault summoned to the pre-
lecture found the chief awaiting her
with smiling features.
"The fruits of victory, my dear
friend and colleague" said M. Claude.
as he handed her the hardly won pa
pers.
The little lady's eyes were limpid
with grateful tears.
How can I ever thank you?" she
faltered.
by continuing to look upon me as
your devoted servant" said the chief.
gayly. MY faith, though, madame,
your first suggestion as to the means
to be employed for the redemption Of
those harmless looking documents