Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-02-22
ION deck. m'sieu'.'
who's In the engine ROOM"

| ION deck, m'sieu'''
| Who's In the engine ROOM"
| Deck
1 beckoned to him to come nearer Has
| he been told off to board the yacht"
| Il don't know. Msieu' Hayward hat
put him in charge of re machinery"
| Are you going?"
He shook his head. Some one mus
| take care of re boat"
| 1 looked up at him. do you think you
can keep him from coming along with
us?"
re whole time. ms ieu'? You may be
| hours
NO, only for the first few moments
| Ii you can bottle him up down here until
We get on board it will be enough. He
has threatened to follow me. and I'm
! afraid he suspects
| "Ah. l see. He would spoil your plan.
! Indeed. m'sieu', l will do my bes''
Thank you. Pierre" / said, giving his
| hand a warm shake.
| ''Eet's nozzing. msieu'. l wish you
ev'ry success
finished my supper hastily. pocketed
! the mask and the brace of loaded re-
volvers which the Frenchman produced
as my allotted armament, and hurried on
deck.
| 1t was night of absolute calm The
air, stirred into movement by our pas
sage, was humid and lifeless. Black oily
bllloWs. rising beneath the CLASSY surface
! OF the sea. ran under the boat. chung to
her keel for an instant. then, lifting laz-
lily. drifted into the darkness without a
sound. Already Gay Head light shone
DULY through q veil of mist and Along
the western horizon, where the stars
We're dimmest, imagined the vague out
lines or clouds. 1t was the sort of weather
which breeds storm.
/ Anderson turned from his place amid
ships and came toward me-
ANY sign of her YETI" I asked.
Il don know. There's a vessel tn
north ard, just roundin Cuttyhunk The
yacht II beat down the bay that way from
New Bedford. All. l thought so,' The
engine gave last pulsating throb or two.
then stopped entirely. THE old man S
decided to lay to-
The boat, shooting on for a few yards
farther, dipped gently into the trough of
the sea, and began to wallow on the long
side lights of the distant vessel bobbed
into view as she cleared the island and
swung into the sound. Mr.. Hayward ap-
peared from the foredeck.
Where are the lamps?" he asked
Anderson.
Under the bulwarks. already lighted. .
You'd better show them then. There 8
no use in making the yacht suspicious"
Anderson went forward to sling our own
lights over the side.
man, gleefully. "She left bit earlier
than l expected
Are You sure she's the oneo"
NO. But she's worth investigating
m not the kind to miss a chance"
i made no answer, and for some time
We stood together. watching the twinkling
lights OF the vessel grow nearer out of
the night. She was Overhauling us rap
idly The red and green of her lamps
frightened and glowed like the great eyes
or some huge cat against the wall of
darkness. Then. gradually, the slim white
hull emerged from the gloom, and a mo-
ment later the air vibrated with the dis
tant thrOb Of her engine. Mr. HAYWARD
examined her anxiously through his
glasses
She's the one" he declared. I'D know
those lines in hundred. Are you ready
forward?'
"All ready" came Bailey's voice in an
swer.
The yacht was now some five hundred
yards away and still bearing down upon
us. The bare masts, and the funnel with
black smudge of smoke floating from
IT. were plainly visible. l could even
make out the dim form of the helmsman
on the bridge. There was an instant of
tense silence while she drew in swiftly.
linen, as she veered to port, Mr.. Hay
ward raised his hand.
Now he commanded And Railay
standing up, waved a lantern in our
bow.
A gong sounded aboard the yacht and
her engines stopped abruptly A bell
rang and a long streak of foam ran out
from her stern as the screw was reversed.
sailors head appeared oyer the side.
Boat ahoy!' he shouted Whats the
natter"
(To be continued tomorrow.)