The Washington times., 1911-09-11

I he would have been q thousandfold
more surprised could he have contrast
ed her behavior now with her abject
terror on the previous evening. when
Nella had threatened her.
you've got bit of pluck" he said,
but 1t won't help you. Why won't you
let US pass?"
what she had not, really. She had
merely subordinated one terror to an
other.
She was desperately afraid of Rack
sole's revolver, but she was much more
afraid of something else.
why won't you let US pass?"
ct daren't,' she said. with a plain
tive tremor. Tom put me in charge"
That was all The men could see
tears running down her poor, wrinkled
face.
Theodore Racksole began to take of
his light overcoat.
II See / must take my coat off to
you," he said, and he almost smiled.
Then, with quick movement, he
threw the coat over Miss Spencer s
head and flew at her, selling both her
arms, while Prince Aribert assisted.
Her struggles ceased; she was beaten.
That's all right" said Racksole. II
could never have used that revolver
to mean business with II, Of course"
They carried her, unresisting, up
stairs and on the upper floor. where
they locked her in a bedroom. She lay
Ol lil0 Dtu IL cALdublOu.
Now for my poor Eugen," said
Don't you think we'd better search
the house first?" Racksole suggested.
1T will be safer to know just how we
stand. We can't afford any ambushes
or things of that kind, you know"
The prince agreed, and they searched
the house from top to bottom, but
found no one. Then, having locked the
front door and the French window of
lNn eli no, Id In
to the cellar.
Here a new obstacle confronted them,
The cellar door was, of course, locked
there was no sign of a key, and il
appeared to be a heavy door.
They were compelled to return to
the bedroom where Miss Spencer was
incarcerated in order to demand the
key Of the cellar from her. She still
lay moveless on :he bed.
Toms got IT," she replied family to
their question. Toms got II. / swear
to YOU. He took it for safety"
Then now do you feed your prison
err" RacksOle asked sharply.
Through the grating" she answered.
Both men shuddored. They felt she
was speaking the truth. For the third
time they went to the cellar door.
In vain Racksole thrust himself
against it; he could do no more than
shake II.
Let's try both together" said Prince
a
There was a crack.
Again" said Prince Aritert.
There was another crack, and then
the upper hinge gave way. The rest
was easy.
Over the wreck nf the door they en-
:ered Prince Eugens prison.
The captive still sat on his chair.
The terrific noise and hustle Of break
ing down the door seemed not to have
aroused him from his lethargy, but
when Prince Aribart spoke to him, IN
German. he looked at his uncle.
will you not come with US, Eu-
GEM" said Prince Aribert. You
reedn't stay here any longer, you
know"
Leave me alone" was the strange
reply. Leave me alone. What do
you WANT
I'VE are here to get ycu out of this
scrape." said Aribert gently.
RacksOle stood aside
who is that fellow?" said Eugen.
That is my friend, Mr.. Racksole,
an EnElishman, or rather I should say
an American, to whom we owe a great
deal. Come and have supper. Eugen.'
A Continuation of This Story VIII
Be Found In TOmorrow's
Issue of The Times.