Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-09-03
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ventilating space four or I'VE inches deep
was filled in by an iron grin. on the un-
other openings. and stick OF
detachable furniture that might serve
as lever to force the door.
Score a big black mark against Mr..
claret," commented Crittenden as the
girl stopped speaking. There's no
sense in this anyway. Why keep you
locked up? What could you do against
them?"
Perhaps to get me out of the way
suggested.
But if her jewelry has already been
rocked
Perhaps Perez didn't believe her"
Crittenden considered this with an in
tent frown. There may be something
In that" he conceded. still !.
Do you believe her story?'
Don't you think it likely7'
It's quite probable, at all events.
sidonie's capable of it-or. for that mat
ter, any one Of this gang might have
made up his mind to steal march on
the others. But that does not alter the
senselessnass OF this outrage. If ever
get within arms length OF Claret I'll
wiring his scoundrelly neck. Pure ma
licious mischief-l The cur!''
Don't mind. I'll try not to. It might
be worse
"Oh. something must be done about
it." CritteEden declared.
he stopped by the push button for
the annunciator in the main saloon. and
putting his thumb upon it, maintained'a
steady pressure during several minutes.
trying to detect the faint. distant thrill
OF the elecric buzzer. But nothing an
swered IL, and at length, discouraged and
exasperated, he gave up the attempt.
ttTonsf Wa -, nj aIaA 1fF-
fidently. I'VE mast be patient"
Incredulous, he stared down at her.
Was IL possible she did not unerstapd
the true inwardness Of her predicament
the tacit inference therefrom in the
minds of men, that battened on their
dual sequestration, gaining weight and
cruel significancef with every minute they
passed together?
She met his look fairly, but be-
meath its insistence a color almost inn
perceptible dyed her face.
In that instance his frantic, help
less rage against Claret CONCEALED into
ice Of hatred.
/ She sat on the edge OF the berth.
/ head uplifted to meet his eyes; by
which she was invested with an un-
speakable allure OF youth and faith
and transcendant beauty. She seemed
to him then, and forever after. the most
1
known; lily-fair and radiantly flushed
beneath her browning gold, her eyes
twin lakes Of sombrous brown with the
promise and the glamour OF the all
woman slumbeTing in their DEPTHS;
woman strong and good and wholesome
| sand and clean of mind, sound ana
clean Of body; woman to worship
and revere, to fight and live and die
for. Nty
He turned suddenly away, lest she
knew his pain and passion from his
look, and presently, for lack of any
think better to do, set himself to at
tack the lock with a penknife.
OF nickeled metal affixed to the in
side OF the panels, not mortised, it
would have given little trouble to a
screwdriver. But the small blades OF
the little pocket knife proved wholly
Intellectual to move the sohdly set
broke of short or twisted like tin I'M
der his manipulation.
I'm afraid it's no USE said the girl
quietly. why not rest?'
I'm not beaten yet" he asserted
TITS nothing" he said: II mean, no
matter. wasn't accomplishing any
thing, anyway We must try to think
Of something else"
Noting this. he said aloud in his
Behind him he heard Cynthia rise.
What is it7"
'sNothing-only Thurlow is apparent
ly still on duty. I thought he'd shut
up shop for the night. 1t means moth
ing-to US, at least"
She failed to reply for a moment,
then, standing beside him, closed her
fingers in caution on his hand. 'HushP'
said she softly.
what
Listen. :"
Ha experienced the inevitable ne