The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1909-02-20

waited with all the patience we could
summon, but It came not. Clarke
spent the time porting over the time
tables Of the North and South lines. Al
last he gave up and throwing the time
tables from him he exclaimed: Some
thing has happened. She cannot I'm
ish. But there Is another means II
only she will try it.
Then he lay back In his chair and
closed his eyes. For more than an
hour he did not stir. / began to think
he slept. Then he jumped up SO sud.
denly that he startled me.
Quick have 1t. We are going
Pack. Don't forget the arms and
plenty of ammunition, and put in those
four automatics we got the other day,
There may be hot work before we ever
see Chicago again. Let's see, the
train leaves in an hour and quarter y
But where we are going" asked.
involuntarily.
New Orleans" he shouted a. he
dashed into his room to throw his
clothes out to me to pack.
We reached New Orleans at dusk and
took a cab from the railway station.
As we drove away looking out Of the
cab window I saw a swarthy, roughly
dressed man enter another cab which
Immediately followed US. / thought
nothing of the incident at the time
except to wonder how such a looking
individual happened to be riding in
cabs.
And then the full import Of Clarke's
devilish cunning. his mastery of the
minds of men by the use of forces
which bordered on the supernatural
dawned upon me. Here was the pilot
which would guide us to the lair OF
the wolf and to Thaida, the spy turned
to account against his own employer
The path lay by water, this evidently
Clarke had discovered.
Eyes, 1t was absurdly simple" re-
marked Clarke. quietly, divining as he
so often seemed to do my train OF
thought.
"As soon as found we were watched
l knew I had the master key to the
situation. It was easy to turn from
the Swallowed to the shadow. slipped
out of the hotel through the kitchens,
prepared the way for you. and while
our pilot here was watching the front
entrance Of the hotel was within q
step Of him and watching him. You
know my method and 1t was not long
before I had him in my power and
knew all that he knows. It is not
much except that de Loup has some
sort of rendezvous on an obscure Is.
land about 80 miles up the coast from
the delta. It ia called the lie dss
Serpents and we are going to ind out
what goes on there. God send we dc
not get there too late!" Clarke's eyes
took faraway look and knew he
was thinking Of Thaida.
Before midnight we make eet,'
said Bloc, who was steering by the
compass. Silently we drew on the
harder for repast consisting Of what.
ever we could fnd that needed NO
cooking. Then despite the tossing OF
our craft l succeeded in making pot
Of steaming hot coffee. We were too
near the unknown to be In the mood
for conversation.
About II o'clock Bloc. who was peer
ing into the darkness ahead. whis.
persd. "A Ia droit Lille des Serpents. I"
I looked and rising out Of the dark.
ness was black mass against the
softer shades Of the shore line.
With directions given in whispers
we made fast to the landing.
you will stay here with the
launch" whispered Clarke to Bloc,
"and have 1t ready to get away at
once in case we need It."
We stepped lightly out on the land
ing and found ourselves facing q door
of iron in the otherwise blank wall;
a heavy door incrusted with knobs and
beset with strange heraldic devices in
bas relief. These latter drew Clarke's
attention and he studied them earnest
ly in the dim light. Then turning to
me with smile Of triumph he whis-
pered: "Ah. thought so. have the
master key. Come. we will 60 in"
No sound broke the stiffness. There
was nothing to denote that human
habitation of any sort lay beyond the
blank wall.
Clarke lifted q heavy knocker in
the center Of the door and began q
tattoo of alternating long and short
raps. These were answered from
within and my companion in his turn
answered these signals.
What IL your ager challenged q
deep voice.
was thunderstorm at Clarke's an
swer in an even, fearless tone.
Five years." he said.
Whence do you Gomez again In
Quired the voice.
From the eternal fiame." answered
my companion
whittier do you gor' rang out the
question.
ITO the flame eternal" was the 70
ply.
Whom do you bringr'
"A hitherto dsludsd soul who would
sain admission among ~ and thu