The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1911-09-15
CHAPTER VII.
The Signal.

The Signal.
And the original question remains
unanswered" remarked Mr.. Campbell.
1.-The original question:" repeated
Mr.. Grimm.
Where Is Prince Benedetto d'Abruz-
ii. the secret envoy?" his chief re
minded him.
II wonder" unused the young man.
IF the Latin compact is signed in
the United States"
The Latin compact will not be
signed in the United States Mr..
Grimm interrupted. And then, after
a moment: Have we received any
further reports on Miss Thorne? l
mean reports from our foreign
agents."
The chief shook his head.
"%Inevitably, by some act or word,
she will lead us to the prince de-
clared Mr.. Grimm, land the moment
he is known to us everything be-
comes plain sailing. We know she is
a secret AGENT expected a denial,
but she was quite frank about 1t. And
| had no intention whatever of placing
her under arrest. I knew some one
was in the adjoining room because OF
a slight noise in there, and l knew
she knew 1t. She raised her voice a
little, obviously for the benef1t OF
whoever was there. From that point
everything l said and did was to COM
pei that person, whoever it was, TO
show himself"
His chief nodded, Understandings.
Mr.. Grimm was silent for a little, Their
e on:
THE last possibility in my mind at
that moment" he confessed, was that
the person in there was the man VINO
shot Senior Alvarez. Frankly had
half an idea that-that it might be the
prince in person" Suddenly his mood
changed: And now our lady of mys-
terry may come and go as she likes be-
cause l know, even if a dozen of our
men have ransacked Washington in
vain for the prince, she will inevitably
lead US to him. And that reminds me:
lead us to him"
by the way, what was in that seal
ed packet that was taken from Senior
Alvarez?" Campbell inquired curiously,
1T had something to do with some
railroad franchises responded Mr..
Grimm as he rose. Il sealed 1t again
and returned it to the senior. Evident
ly it was not what Signor Petrozinn1
expected to find-in fact, he admitted
it wasn't what he was looking for
For a little while the two men gazed
thoughtfully, each into the Eyes of the
l-. &Ln~, Nv Crjp,~ optnrn6 his
private office where he sat for an hour
with his immaculate boots on his
desk, thinking. A world-war-he had
been thrust forward by his govern
ment to prevent it-subtle blue-gray
eyes-his Highness, Prince Benedetto
d'Abruzzi-a haunting smile and scar
let lips.
At about the moment he rose to GO
out, Miss Thorne, closely yelled, left
the Venezuelan legation and walked
rapidly down the street to a corner,
where, without a word, she entered a
waiting automobile. The wheels spun
and the car leaped forward. For a
mile or more 1t wound aimlessly In
and out, occasionally bisecting it's owr
path; finally Miss Thorne leaned for
ward n touched the cnauNeur on the
arm.
"Now!" she said.
The car Strengthened out into 9
street of stately residences and scut
tied along until the placid bosom Of
the Potomac came into view: besides
that for a few minutes, then over the
bridge to the Virginia side, in the
dilapidated little city Of Alexandria
The car did not slacken its speed. bu'
wound in and out through dingy
streets, past tumble-down negro huts
for half an hour before 1t came to
standstil in front of an old bricl
mansion.
Miss Thorne entered the house will
key and was gone for ten minutes
perhaps. She a readjusting hel