Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-08-18

ing firmer with conviction. "Our edu.
cation and training make such q con-
ception impossible. There Is a natural
cause for this, reason. an actual
presence back Of the shadow. There
must be, and we must find 1t. Where
did you stand when you saw this ap-
parition?"
stepped back to the spot beside
the stove, realizing that she still chung
tightly to me.
Here, and lifted my eyes like
this"
She leaned eagerly forward, her
breath on my cheek, her fingers clutch
ing my arm.
'sWhy-why that is q mirror you are
looking into! See! What ia it re-
flected there? Turn up the light until
I locate the spot. oh, I see now-the
open pantry door. Mr.. Stephens, there
is where your ghost stood-it was the
shadow Of man reflected in that
mirror"
Our eyes met, ali my former terror
fed, shame and anger dominating me.
"Dade?"
st might be-certainly some one
who sought in that way to terrorize
omcers and crew, and thus compel
them to turn back. Whoever 1t was,
he killed Mr.. futile, and now seeks to
accomplish the same end with you.
What are you going to dog"
Trace him down. The last time
the fellow went directly from here to
the forecastle. There must be a
passageway from stem to stern"
She caught me as l turned, her gray
eyes wide with apprehension.
"You will take me with you?"
"That will be impossible, Lady OAR
lington. know nothing regarding
this passage amidships, but it must
surely lead through the coal bunkers
and the engine ROOM
"But-but I cannot let you 20
alone" utterly forgetting to conceal
her agitation. 'Truly, could not bear
to do it. Whoever this man may be
he will become desperate when cor
nered. Your very life will be in dan
ger"
| and you really care?" my hand
clasping hers. my eyes eagerly search
ing the gray depths.
i Eyes, 1 care" making no effort t.
free herself; why should not
Think what our condition would be Il
you were not on board. Yet thaS IL
not all; care because I value you
life, your friendship. Little as / car
do, let me, at least, be near you.'
You are near me-" said I, utterly
forgetful of circumstances in the sud
den rush of passion, always near me
because my thoughts are with you. my
sole purpose in life to serve you"
| The gray eyes fell Instantly; the
clasping hand was withdrawn and
pressed to her forehead.
Il will try to do as you WISH
she faltered, but are you armed?"
Not now, but I will get revolver
from my stateroom. First, let me
help you to your cabin"
She permitted my guidance without
word of protest, only glancing once
up into my face as she put question
you will return here? you will lei
me know at once what you discover,
Promise me this"
Il promise; and more, I will pledge
myself to be cautious. so do moi
WORK."
I procured my revolver, turned the
light low once more in the main cabin
and then stole silently into the narrow
passageway leading forward. There
was no light in the pantry, but the
faint reflection from the cabin enabled
me to distinguish the more prominent
outlines. A form lay outstretched on
a locker, and I bent over it silently
1t was Dade, cur1ed up on his side and
sound asleep. There was no doubt
about the reality of his slumber; the
fellow was not shamming, and I drew
back. leaving him undisturbed. The
alley-way leading forward was ex
tremely narrow, yet of a height stuff
,, Gent to afford comparatively easy
passage had it only been lighted. Sud
denly q faint glow appeared ahead
and = moment later slipped eau
t1ously through a small bulkhead door
standing ajar. into low, square room
containing six hunks arranged in tiers
of two. A .slush lamp swung from a
blackened beam, and various articles
of wearing apparel dangled from
hooks. peered into the hunks, dis
covering three occupied. the uncon
scious sleepers being Cooky. the
smooth-faced Chilean, and the, gunner
q .Swede named Gustafson. None
awoke under my scrutiny, although
the Chilean was talking in his sleep
and threshing his arms about as If in
nightmare. bent down, looking at
MIN more closely, attracted by some
thing oddly familiar in the upturned
features. By all the gods, the fellow
was Lieut.. Juan Sanchez, his
long mustaches shaver, and look.
ing ten years younger! It was SO odd
thing, this sudden renewal Of con.
troversy originating thousands OF
leagues away. that / nearly laughed
outright. forgetting for the instant the
serious purpose bringing me there.
Yet this surprising discovery OF
Sanchez aboard seemed Of compare,
lively little importance. and was al
quickly .dismissed. The narrow bulk
head door leading forward was tight.
ly clsssd. and in that dim Hight I had
to hunt for It 30 perfectly was It ntted
into place. When discovered, how.
ever, It proved to be uniastened. and ]
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