Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-08-13

which Cherry exclaimed: Nov, for
Heavens sake, don't mimic Big
George or we'll never learn anything
II won't stand for a spyl" he
growled.
"And be arrested?'
mo, he assured her, grimly. 1T may
be as you suspect, but you needn't
fear that I'll ever 60 to Jail for as
saulting one Of Willis Marsh's help
ers."
She glanced up quickly, as II de-
tecting double meaning In his words.
then, at the smouldering fires she be-
held, observed in a gentler tone:
'tYou care great deal for Miss Way
land, don't you?"
His only answer was a deep breath
and a slow turning of the head. but
once she had seen the look In his eyes
she needed no other. She could only
say: II hope she Is worthy Of all she
Is causing you to suffer, Boyd, SO few
Of us are"
She did not speak again. but In her
heart was great heaviness. They
reached the dock and lost sight OF the
spy. only to have him reappear soon
after the boat cleared, and while
neither spoke Of 1t, they felt his pres
ence during the whole trip.
Before them Rainier lifted It's ma
jestic, snow-crowned head high into
the heavens, It's serrated slopes soft
ened by a purple haze, it's soaring
crest limned in blazing glory by the
sun. The bay beneath them was like
a huge silver shield, flat-rolled and
glittering, inlaid with master cunning
between wooded hills that swept away
into mysterious distances, there to
rise sl1yWard in an ever-changtng.
ever-charming confusion. 1t reflected
kfairy-like islands, overgrown till they
bowed to their mirrored likenesses-
Now smiling inlet opened up a per.
spective of golden sand and whisper
Ing single; again frowning bluff
slipped past, lost in lonely contempla-
ton Of its own inverted image. The
day was gorgeous, inspiring. Their
course lay through an enchanted re-
gion, so suggestive Of splendid posi-
bilities that Boyd was constrained to
observe:
"You know, If the Pilgrim Fathers
had landed here in the first place, New
England would never have been dis
covered" remark at which Cherry
nodded in complete agreement
At Tacoma Boyd left her, to go
about his business, but joined her later
at lunch, with the joyful announce
ment:
."I've had better luck this time They
said there would be no difficulty what,
ever in handling the matter, and they
are to let me know definitely tomor.
row."
did Hawkshaw hound you to the
bank?" she inquired.
II rather think So
"Then tomorrow will tell the tale
"You mean the bank will turn me
down?"
Eyes. If I've sized up the situation
correctly. I dare say these banks are
as cautious as those in Seattle, and q
few words over the telephone would
do the trick"
'I'mt inclined to give that shadow ,
! little personal attention." the young
man unused; but when she questioned
him. he only smiled and assured her
of his caution.
Again on the return trip they dis
covered the fellow among the passen
gers, but Boyd made no sign until the
boat was landing. Then. Cherry found
that he had edged her into the crowd
massed at the gangway, and caught
sight Of the man in gray Immediately
ahead of them. She noticed that while
Emerson maintained a flow Of CONVEX
,{c 1v
| the fellows. back, and that he kept q
position close to his shoulder. regard
less of jostling from the others. She
could not. tell what this foreboded, MOI
did she gain hint of Boyd's purpose
until the gang-plank was in place and
they were out upon 1t. A narrow space
separated the boat from the dock; as
they crossed this, Boyd slipped and
half fell on the slanting planks. She
never knew exactly what happened
except that he released her arm and
lunged violently against the man In
gray, who was next to him. 1t occurred
with the suddenness of pure accident
and the next she saw was the stranger
plunging downward along the piling
clutching wildly at the vessels side
while Boyd chung to the guard rope as
if about to lose his balance.
| The mans cry as he struck the
water alarmed the crowd and caused
momentary stampede, in which
Cherry and Boyd were thrust shore
ward: but the confusion quickly sub
sided, as an officer flung y heaving
line to the gasping creature beneath
A moment later the hatless spy was
dragged to the dock, indignant and
sputtering.
'I'm very sorry SIR" Boyd apollo
gized, profusely. 1T was all my fault
The plank was steep, and was forced
of my feet. Whenever I'm followed
too closely, I lose my head-it's 6
weakness have"
The man ceased cursing to dart {
sharp glance at him, but he was still
too unnamed by his cold immersion
to do more than chatter angrily. In th4
hubbub Emerson led his companion
out into the street, where she behelt