Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-02-19

to provide her the finest medical attendance
to arouse the Duke to his highest sense of
duty, and, if possible, aid with all his power
in saving the girl he knew to be in imminent
danger of her ife if not already slain.
He could only tell Stuyverant to wait.
Later he went to Weehawken skilfully dis
guised, since he felt convinced that his move
ments were closely observed by Zagorsky's
agents, doubtless on his trail.
A T three o'clock message from out in
= Long Island arrived for the young
Duke Karl. 1t was quietly intercepted by
the Baron's agents and brought to his quar-
tiers at once, Karl Wilhelm none the wiser.
Half an hour later the Baron returned, and
the message was placed in his hands. Stuy-
verant, having been twice to Alice's, was
once more waiting, and growing momen-
tarily more desperate. Wenck had not only
not appeared, but had not sent the slightest
word.
No sooner had Hochhaus glanced over
the message than he strobe to Stuyverants
room. He was thoroughly aroused; but in
cisively keen of wit. He had leaped at the
truth of things as tiger leaps on its prey.
"Stuyverant, here it is at last!' he said as
Robley sprang to his feet, prepared to blurt
out his Impotence with methods so lacking
in action. Il rather thought that something
in this nature might appear; but didn't ex-
pect- Man, what do you think of this?"
He held up note to read
"What is it, Is it something from Miss
TIL"
dts bit of correspondence addressed to
Grand Duke Karl and intercepted by my
orders, interrupted the Baron. listen!
"ExcELLENCy.-I have found Miss Thurley,
and send you Immediate word that you may
h,cf froh oil nr1z
great is her present apprehension for her life.
and SO great is the warrant for her fears. She
is captive in the hands of political enemies of
Herzegovina at small village called North
Wlnog. on Long Island, one hundred miles out.
nearly and is at an old mill. one mile to the
eastward of the village, where she informs
one OF the band has revealed secret loyalty
and desire to render her assistance. Through
him only will her rescue be possible.
You must come alone tonight at nine
o'clock. bringing no assisting friends nearer
than the village proper. lest you excite suspicion
and thereby sacrifice her life the instant.
Be under the window at the stroke of nine, the
window at the rear of the mill. and do not, for
the love of Heaven, attempt her rescue by force
of numbers, come otherwise than alone The
one man loyal to her Highness is expected to go
out tonight and return at nine; hence one man
approaching will arouse no suspicion. | shall
await your advent myself in the village For
God and Hertzegotha, O. WENCK
'PosTsCRIPT.-I inclose confrmatory note
from
STUYVERANT. white with excitement,
~ and crouching, as if for a spring of
action, snatched the paper from the Baron's
fingers. Pardon he said; "but where is
it-where village of North"
Only dear young friend" admonished the
Baron quietly, "wait! Don't you see"
"Wait?" said Stuyverant wildly Owe
done nothing but wait all day! | want to
get started Don't you understand"
II do said the Baron, perfectly. There
is more. You have not yet heard it ALL This
also was inclosed.' He held up Thurley's
note and read it, puzzled at once by its pres
ence in the letter and the method of the adj
dress. "Dear Karl Robley"
"What?" cried Stuyverant, more excited
than before. ats half addressed to me!
Perhaps she expected thought that L
Baron, I'll take force of men-I mean that
vel shall go in my car to fetch her back!
There may be no railway in miles! Can your
men be ready at once?"
"Mr. Stuyverant, sit down. commanded
the Baron sternly. Cant you see this is
merely trap"
Stuyverant halted in the act of throwing
on his coat, and the sable traled on the floor.
"A trap! It's Thurley's appeal-and it's
half addressed to me! | don't understand.
There's nothing to do but to get there as