Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-04-14

quizzical interest, saw the intruder
take his departure. 1t was like an un.
expected scene in a play; he, Bruce
spectator or critic, but gazed on. The
mans form passed like shadow dowr
one of the great stone pillars; at the
same time he touched the ground, the
spacious front room became flooded
with light. A sound of distant voices
perturbed, excited, was waited toward
Bruce and his companion; between
long French curtains, a woman's hail
waved and flashed like the yellow
wheat-tops blown by the wind
Bright colors came and went, vague
gleamings of dressing-gowns ant
garments hastily assumed.
THE pearls!" Bruce whispered
There was irony in his eyes; his voice
thrilled. Some unscrupulous person
has inconsiderately learned of the Sc.
cret hiding place, the combination OF
the strong box"
The Orientars face, uplifted to him
who spoke, expressed blankness; the
characteristic dropping lip seemed tc
hang more loosely.
You near" he stammered.
The young man did not answer. A
lower door of the house had suddenly
slammed. He could hear now, plainly
the expected words always called
forth by the circumstances, and saw
him to whom they applied in the
shadow of the dwelling. moving from
bush to bush, at right angles from
where they stood, toward the roao
where it swung down in the direction
of the village. Close at hand, some
one who had been hiding to watch
Bruce and his companion, moved in
voluntarily forward little into the
starlight.
Quick" The young mans tones
abruptly sharpened. Back" He
thrust the Chinaman from him, one
poignant thought assailing him. He
they-must needs beware lest they
too, became actors in the new strange
drama.
The Oriental vanished with won
drous celerity; Bruce, himself, wheel.
ed. About to spring toward the wood
ed park, he felt himself suddenly
grasped; 1.-THE, strangling arms wouno
around him. A hot breath swept his
cheek: near his ear shrill, painting
voice, Caglionis, called out loudly:
This way!-He is here!"
Bruce tried to shake himself free
but in vain. He found himself at
great disadvantage, with this, his ole
enemy; he had walked, as 1t were
like a mouse into a trap. If he were
taken now-what a grim conclusion!
The gods would prove themselves in.
deed derisive. His eyes flashed in the
darkness; there seemed nothing whim-
sical in the comedy now. His righ,
hand was of no assistance to him; the
acute realization of being overpower-
ed. that the end was not far, smote
him, when as a phantasmagoria ol
something that has been comes to 8
drowning man, he seemed transported
back into a garden in ancient Kyoto
He stood near the mattings of fine
bamboo fiber not far from the tinkline
fountain and saw, in a dream, the
mountains, the sacred edifices, set
ting for the strange little man. no big
ger than a boy, their ju-jitsu nstruc'
tor.
Slap. Slap He heard the forms
fall; strike limp, with muscles relaxed
the mating. Then he observed the
little master tie to his side an arm
and one of the pupils essay to over
throw him. With what result? Tha'
the former suddenly found himself al
one who steps from the sunlight into
the inner sanctuary of the lacqueret
Buddha and becomes lost in darkness
for the moment had the flow of his liz
been stopped. BY only one of man!
devices: but what a trick!
The fingers of Bruce's free han(
reached out, supple. terrible.
Caglioni did not, al first, seem t
understand or divine that eXpedient
he had probably never heard OF II
But seeking once more to call out, m
experienced a sensation of sudden sur
prise; spots began to dance befor'
his dimming gaze, objects to wnlr
around. He strove to whip the long
ora,eipr RpparS from the artery theI
held closed. AS we'll endeavor to shak'
off the clutch of panther! II nap
pened with incomprehensible swift
ness; his heart seemed to stop beat
ing, he became strangely inert. Con
sciousness was leaving him, when m
was flung off-afar, like an uncleai
thing. He did not move now, but la!
still. huddled-up in clump of blacl
bushes.
Bruce swayed for moment. Th'
warning cries of the secretary ha'
been heard: voices were approaching
people. coming toward him fast, IRON
the house. His whole body racke'
with agonizing throbs, yet he had NJ
time to pause He hardly knew wha
he did, hut leaped into the path below
They saw him and came after.
As i'm a dream he realized that tn
chase was on.
CHAPTER XIII.
Pursuit