The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1910-04-13

now. The scows lying up
here ways, just waiting
for night and for you and to join her. If it
cldes with your sentiments We'll do the fly away
act tonight. Will you Gomez"
Miss Lee considered OF course, it would be de.
lghtful to be princess, but after all there might
be string tied to Demidrofs Offer while there was
something substantial about five million dollars in
gold 1t might be well to pass the fairy tale and
close with Wilkins She consider
You can't cross the Atlantic in sloop," she OBJ
Amt going try Well just run over the way
to Stockholm to place Bill knows of and go home
from there by steamer Oh! we've got it all dag
nosed out proper. It's cinch."
"But"-Florence thinking aloud-"how are
you goin' to get away from the yacht?"
That's fixed too. Bill will float down under the
cabin windows about ten o'clock, just before the
moon gets on the job, and Wen drop in him.
But when they find We're gone
Let 'em find WHAT difference does it make?
They may aspirate to get this here gold, but that
don't make it theirs. Bill and mes got it, and /
guess We'll keep it, Why, say, there amt one of
EMIL dare to baa if they find u.s. which they
Oh. it's cinch.'
Perhaps. And yet-say! Mr. Wilkins. You've
been on the level with me and I'm going to treat
you likewise. Don't you be too you've got a
cinch There's others besides the folks on this
yacht that's after that gold
Wilkins did not speak, but he looked the girl in
the eye and waited for her to go
Inc RUSSIAN cops are onto their JOBS all right.
They know what We're after and they're watching
all the time and they're ready swoop down
the minute get the gold board. | guess
they've got dozen boats lying around here.
Wilkins looked thoughtful "Humph" he said
You're all to the good, you You amt been
wasting time, have you? How'd you find out?"
The priest. That day at the church. He wanted
me to help him.
You would, of course" He paused, then
Well, he remarked Il don't reckon it makes
difference They won't be suspecting fishing
schooner of any illusions and they won't be aggra-
vatin' us none They'll be keepn' their optics
trained on the yacht circumspectious We can slip
easy. Is it go?"
hpl6 ont harh nd CHI
agreed. More! III help you to get away I'll fix
things so that the yacht won't have any time to
bother Yes! it's go. And now
Swiftly Florence opened the book that lay in her
lap and ripped out the fyleaf with it's prncely in
seription Swiftly she tore it into tiny fragments
and tossed it to the breeze that sang through the
rigging There she cried as the bits besprnkled
the water. That's the end OF the Princess Yves
Napraxine. It's CO."
Somebody you never heard Of bird in the
bush. dream of the impossible. romance from
the chambermaid's own. Let her go. I'll be ready
IT HAT night the wreck was found Seated in the
cabin close beside the telephone that led over
the side down to the divers toing beneath the dark
ening water, Caruth received the thrilling news
Instantly hoarse orders rang through the ship and
the spran to their stations The furnace doors
flung open and brawny stokers hurled coal
upon the banked fires until the hiss of steam told
that the Sea Spume ready to race for the open
the moment the gold board
Below the divers picking their way over the
sunken hull, seeking the storage place OF the treas
ure
Above at the telephones stood Caruth and Marie
Fitzhugh cheeks flushed and eyes sparkle.
AT last At last" breathed the 81 :; and AT
last At last.'' echoed Caruth
His tones penetrated to the girls consciousness
and she blushed brightly. In the triumph OF her
cause she had forgotten that Caruth's object and
hers the same.
She blushed, but she did not draw away. After
ALL if she fated to give herself for Russia