The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1911-07-28
CHAPTER iIl.-tcontinued.)


Senurita Rodriguez laughed, and Mr.
Grima1 glanced idly toward Miss
Thorne She was still talking, her
face alive with interest; and the fan
was still tapping rhythmically, stead,
lily, now on the arm of her chair
"Dotdash dot! Dot.dash-dot! Dot
dash-dot! Dot dash dot"
Pretty women who don't want to
be stared at should go with their faces
swathed," Mr. Grimm suggested, indo-
ieHtly 'Haroun ell Raschid there
would agree with me on that point, |
hare no doubt What a shock he
would get If he should happen up at
Atlantic City for a weekend in Au-
gust!s
"Dot-dash-dot! Dot-dash-dot! Dot
dash-dot!"
Mr. Grimm read it with perfect I'M
Outstanding; It was TIFF In the
Morse code. the call of one operator
to another, Was 1t accident? Mr..
Grimm wondered. and wondering, he
vent on talking lazily:
Curious, isn't it, the smaller the ma;
ton the more color 1t crowds into the
uniforms of it's diplomats? The, Brit
ish ambassador you will observe, is
clothed sanely and modestly, as BELTS
the representative Of great nation:
but coming on down by way of Spain
and Italy, they get more gorgeous
However, dare say as stout a heart
heats beneath sky-blue sash as be-
hind the embellished black of evening
dress"
TIFF" the fan was calling in
sistently.
And then the answer came 1t took
The unexpectedly prosaic form of VIC.
lent sneeze, vociferous outburst in a
bench directly behind Mr.. Grimm.
Senorita Rodriguez jumped, then
laughed. nervously
1T startled me-" she explained.
7 think there must be draft from
che conservatory" said mans voice
alphabetically. do you ladies feel 1t?
No? Well, II you'll excuse 2.
Mr.. Grimm glanced back languidly.
The speaker was Charles Winthrop
Rankin. brilliant young American
lawyer who was attached to the Ger
man embassy in an advisory capacity
Among other things he was Heidel-
berg man, having spent some dozen
years of his life in Germany, where
he established influential connections.
Mr.. Grimm knew him only by sight.
And now the rhythmical tapping OF
Miss Thorne's fan underwent a
change. There was hutter of gaiety
In her voice the while the ivory fan
tapped steadily.
"Dot-dot-dot! Dash! Dash-dash-
dash! Dot-dot-dash! Dash!"
"S-t-5--u-t," Mr. Grimm read IN
Morse. He laughed pleasantly at
some remark of his companion.
"Dash-dash! Dot-dash! Dash-dot!"
said the fan.
Nah" Mr.. Grimm spelled il
out, the while his listless eyes roved
aimlessly over the throng. "S-t-5-
ut m--a-n!" Was it meant for
"stout MANI" Mr. Grimm wondered.
"Dot-dash-dot! Dot! Dash-dot dot .
Fed" that was
Dot-dot-dash-dot! Dot-dashl Dash
dot-dash-dot! Doti" A
"Q-a-1-e!" Mr.. Grimm was
puzzled little now, but there was moi
. wrinkle, nor the tiniest indication -oi
rerplexity in his face. Instead he be.
gan talking of Raphael's cherubs, the
remark being called into life by the
h'ah complexion of young man who
was passing Miss Thorne glanced al
Tin keenly, her splendid eyes fairly
srow. and the fan ratified on in the
cole.
-Dash-dot! Dotl Dot-dashl Dot
dash-dctl"
'N-e-a-f." Mr.. Grimm was still
o. ling It out.
Then came perfect tumble. Mr.
t''mm followed 1t with dificulty. 9
difficulty utterly belied by the quizzi
ca lines about his mouth AS he
ca ght it. 1t was like this: "J--5-n-
3 e--f--v-a-t-5-f," followed By
an arbitrary signal which is not in the
Alrrse code: "Dash-dot-dash-dashl"
Mt Grimm carefully stored thai
jurble away in some recess of his
br n. along with the unknown signal
D -s--5-f." he read. and then. OF
"a the i4nd:: eB-f--t-n-g 5-v-e-
w--h-e- g--5-e--s."