Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-10-17

The suddenness with
 which he had been flung into the kitchen had knocked the breath out of Armitage, and the huge thighs of his captor pinned his arms tight. The match spurted fire, and he looked into the face of the servant whom he had seen in the room above. His round head was covered with short wirelike hair that grew low upon his narrow forehead. Armitage noted. too, the mans brll-hke neck, small sharp eyes and bristling mustache. The fit- ful flash of the match disclosed the rough furniture of kitchen. The brick flooring and his wet inverness lay cold at Armitage's back. The fellow growled an e1ecration in Servian. Then with ponderous difa. culty asked a question in German.
 Who are you and what do you want hereT'
 Armitage shook his head and replied in English:
 T do not undestand"
 Il that he might scrutnize his captive's face, then ran his hands over Armi- tages pockets to make sure he had no arms. The big fellow was clearly pug zled to find that he had caught a gen tleman in water soaked evening clothes lurking in the area, and as the matter was beyond his wits it only remained for him to communicate with his mas ter
 This, however, was not so readily accomplished. He had reasons of his own for not calling out, and there were difficulties in the way of holding the prisoner and at the same time bring ing down the men who had gone to the most distant room in the house for their own security. --....
 Several minutes passed during which the burly Servian struck his matches and took account of his prisoner, and meanwhile Armitage lay perfectly still, his arms fast numbing from the rough clasp of the stalwart servants legs. There was nothing to be gained by a struggle in this position, and he knew that the Servian would not risk losing him In the effort to summon the odd pair who were bent over their papers at the top of the house The Servian was evidently a man of action.
 Get up," he commanded, still in rough German, and he rose in the dark and jerked Armitage after him. There was moment of silence in which Ar mitage shook and stretched himself. and then the Servian struck another match and held it close to a revolver which he held pointed at Armita ge's head.
 T will shoot" he said again in his halting German.
 Undoubtedly you will" and some thing in the fellows manner caused Armitage to laugh. He had been caught, and he did not at once see any safe issue out of his predicament, but his plight had its preposterous side and the ease with which he had been taken at the very outset of his quest touched HIS uuuUE. l ueu uP SODeTeu lUSId0IlN and concentrated his wits upon the i'm mediate situation.
 The Servian backed away, with a match upheld in one hand and the lev eled revolver in the other, leaving Ar mitage in the middle of the kitchen.
 T am going to light lamp, and If you move will kill you" admonished the fellow. and Armitage heard his feet scraping over the brick floor of the kitchen as he backed toward table that stood against the wall near the outer door
 Armitage stood perfectly still. The neighborhood and the house itself were quiet. The two men in the third story room were probably engrossed with the business at which Armitage had left them. and his immediate affair was with the Servian alone. The fellow continued to humble his threats, but