The Washington times., 1911-04-17
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
Milady of the Mercenaries
BY

suring words as to Norah had been
| born of lack of knowledge. He renem-
bered with great distinctness the
| scene in the cabin, when TWO runlans
| had bound and gagged the woman ne
loved; but from that point his mind
was a blank. And his head was clear
enough to make him apprehensiVe OF
| the very worst.
With infinite pains he negotiated the
passageway and gained the saloon, and.
assisted by the admiraIs arms chair.
| A glass of generous port warmed his
stomach and gave him strength. He
asked for and obtained a cigarette;
then, breaking the silence %lich Hen
messy had courteously observed, re-
auested information as to his presence
aboard the Don Juan. ,
"Ye came like a thafe in the night, %
replied the admiral; and further told
Mr. Haigh heard. and gazed at the
/ Irishman, weighing him in the tarn-
ished scales of an open, frank, trustful
ma ture turned suspicious.
land ] thank you sincerely for your
care of me. | want to trust you, sir,
but God knows I've had enough happen
10 me lately to sour my mind against
the entire human race. Give me some
proof that you are devoted to Malone s
interests"
"'Tis meself that wud be the last
wan to blame ye,'' cried the admiral.
THE man that lives among these cheap
naygurs an greasers does we'll to mis-
trust his own wife. Here-if Malone
thrusts me so far, We may" and he
| produced the yellow receipt.
SIR"
'Granted. me boyy'
Their conference lasted until night
| fall-until, indeed, the navy dropped
| anchor in the roadstead of San Diego.
The admiral came from 1t with black
scowl upon his brow, while Daniels was
| lined like map OF his miSgivings. AS
she neared the breakwater, the ship had
| been stripped for action, but the glass
| brought into range no vessel which
Daniel could identify with the Miranda
J. The admiral ventured a cheerful
guess that she had already been seized,
or sunk by the guns of the fort. Never
| theless he lost no time in ordering a
, boat launSled and manned, and into
this the two entered and were rowed to
| the pier.
A courier from the president awaited
them there, with message for the ad-
miral. Hennessy read 1t and turned
to Daniel.
"The fats in the fire." he said grave
| ly, AN the lands blazin wild revolu-
| ton The ship do be gone; Malone or
ders me to hunt her down an blow her
out av the wather whin ] find her.
What be yer intintions, Misther Haigh
viii We be stayin' wild me t see the
Il will not" Daniel decided prompt
| ly. Put me ashore. I'll go to Curticei
my place is with him-and her."
II misdoubt we're strong enough to do
| much, little man. But go yer own ways
its there alone yell be happy. Yell
he needing money; take This fer a loan.
! Good luck go wid ye-an' God bless ye!
Ye have the rale stuff in vel"
They clasped hands, and Daniel as
| cended to the pier-though not without
) assistance. The boat slipped away into
the darkness. Daniel, alone in a land as
strange to him as ancient Greece, felt
| his last friend desert him.
The unfamiliar feel of the earth be-
meath his feet conjoined to his weakness
made him reel giddily when he attempt
ed to walk. The courier lent him a
sympathetic arm.
Thank YOU" he gasped. I'D thank
YOU to show me the way to the ca BILE
| office, II you have one here, and to the
railroad station"