The Washington times., 1911-07-04
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
THE GRAY WOLF
LIZ F.. K SCRLBNER
En- F. K. SCRIBNER
pyright. 1911, The Frank A. Munsey Company

, sitting motionless as a carved figure in
A dozen or more of the passengers who
had alighted were standing near the
| line watching the scene with uncon-
cealed curiosity. The officer took from
| his pocket a strip of paper, consulted u
carefully, and glanced sharply at each.
Morgan gave vent to muffied ex-
"Of course, he has a pretty fair de-
| scription of me. That spy was no
novice and did his work thoroughly; he
was probably at our heels during the
| wire a description"
But it would have been much simpler
If he had followed u.s."
You appear to forget" my COM
panion answered, that the body Of the
man he poisoned was taken to the
morgue. So he is by no means sure that
the owner of the match-safe ever en-
tered No. 8, or, IL he did so, got posses
I99 Of the papers The spys rst asT du1s ons
should visit the morgue and claim the
body, he will be in a position 70 IN
vesttgate. / am only under Suspicion,
but unless big piece &c o.. OF LUCK Rs tas0ff as II
they knew had taken the rubbef-coF-
cred packet"
The officer concluded his scrutiny OF
the passengers and stood Tor noIhtnt sd
twirling the slip of paper between MS
fingers. Then he turned and sald some
thing to the guard The latter did not
permit US to be long In doubt, TOT we
could hear plainly the Guesuon b ne bn puo
TO the passenoerS-nrst IN rrehSh' theh
in broken English.
Does it happen that Herr Morgan is
among your
Some did not reply and a few shook
their heads. One, a Frenchman, de-
manded in a sharp tone why the express
had been held up anyway.
This time the officer replied.
An important telegram Tor Herr Nor
gan, who was supposed to be travelling
on the train. A matter concerning the
Government. which must be delivered at
once. He was sorry to inconvenience
any one but was only obeying orders.
II shall at least be person OF consider
able Importance in the eyes of our fel-
low-passengers. 1 am willing to forego
the honor"
The officer turned abruptly, and, fol-
lowed by the guard, strode toward the
head of the train. Leaning out, we
could follow their movements. Begin
ming at the first carriage the cavalry
men examined its occupants carefully,
along the line toward us: 1t was the
inquiry for passenger-Herr Morgan.
The pair were now only dozen COM
partments away; behind them followed
a throng of curious spectators, for hav-
ing been examined, the passengers
fiocked from the cars intent on learn
ing who it might be whom the Brescian
officer desired to find.
Suddenly | seized Morgan by the arm,
for an idea had flashed into my head.
Get out on the further side of the
compartment; there is a chance they
will not observe you, and you can ne
said I excitedly. He smiled grimly, and
motioned toward the window at the
other side Of the compartment Then l
saw the futility of the suggestion.
riding back and forth along the line on
that side. Their officer evidently knew
The latter, accompanied by the guard
and followed by the curious crowd. was
narrowing the distance between himself
and our compartment. And In the
crowd | recognized the solemn visage
and checked travelling cap of McGregor.
The fellow was putting vigorously AT ms
pipe and appeared to be as curious as
any of his fellows to see the outcome or
the officers investigation.
A nervous chill began to creep down
my spine; unconsciously l fell TO count
ing off the seconds before II would oe
our turn. In five minutes, at the most,
the chairman must reach our compart-
ment, aid, with the description ne car
ried, my companion must surely pc
recognized turned and saw that ne
had thrown himself upon the seat; the
lines about his mouth had grown stern
and he was twisting an unlighted cigar
between his fingers. Then l turned once
more to the window.
The officer stopped before the carriage
which Immediately preceded ours; the
guard unlocked the door of a compart-
ment and threw 1t open. / expected u
witness the usual result: they would
pass on as they had done twenty umes
before.
Then. like a clap of thunder from an
unclouded sky, the unexpected happen
ed. The cavalryman looked sharply into
the compartment. twisted his mustache,
hand When he raised his eyes there
was an expression of satisfaction on his
face.
'Ah! Herr Morgan-is It not So!
said he shortly: and 1t was not SO mucn
a question as an assertion.
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