The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1912-04-19
SYNOPSIS.

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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens at Monte Carlo with
Col Terence O'Rourke, military free
lance and something OF a gambler. In ms
hotel Leaning on the balcony he sees
beautiful girl who suddenly enters the
elevator and passes from sight. Al the
Watching him. one is the Hon. BERTHE
Glynn, while his companion Is Viscount
Dies Trebes, duelist. The viscount tells
him 10 o'Rourke as a man who would
undertake a secret mission. At his apart
ment O'Rourke. who had agreed to I'M
dertake the mission, finds mysterious
sealed package to O'Rourke, who Is NOT
10 open II until on the ocean. pair OF
dainty slippers are seen protrudlng from
under doorway curtain. The lrishman
finds the owner OF the mysterious feet to
be his wife, Beatrix. from whom he mad
run away a year previous. They are
reconciled and opening the letter he finds
that Rangoon law firm offers him
loo, 600 pounds for jewel known as the
Pool of Flame and left to him by dy-
ing friend, but now in keeping OF one
named Chambret in Algeria. O'Rourke
worsts the nobleman In duel. The wire
bids O'Rourke farewell and he promises
to soon return with the reward. He dis
covers both Glynn and the viscount on
board the ship. As he finds Chambret
friend dies telling O'Rourke that he has
left the Pool OF Flame with the governor
general. who at sight of signet ring
given the colonel will deliver over the
Jewel. Arriving at Algeria the lrishman
finds the governor general away. Des
Trebes makes a mysterious appointment;
possession OF the jewel by stealing II. In
a duel O'Rourke masters the viscouht,
secures possession OF the Pool OF Flame
and starts by ship for Rangooh.
CHAPTER xiIi.-(Continued.)
He mopped his brow. simply (as be-
fitted one of his apparent station In
life) with the back of hand, and
stood erect, exulting In the scent. the
indescribable. impalpable. fnsistent
odor OF the East that Is forgotten OF
none who had ever known 1t. The hot
wind. drove It gustily In his face. and
he shifted and drew great iungfuls
and was glad.
"'Tis good" he said simply. And.
bit later. while on the short-line the
f.razep arcs were beginning to pop out
silently: "ThereA the customs boat.
I'm thinking I'll sill S.balow."
No lamps had yet been lighted be-
low, but O'Rourke knew the way to
his room. He entered and shut the
door The afterglow of the sunset,
entering through the portfolio, rem
dered the little coop light enough for
his purpose. Dropping to his knees,
the Irishman pulled his kit-box from
beneath the bunk
The lid came up freely as he
touched it. For full minute he did
not breathe. Then. in ominous ST.
1ence, he bent and examined the lock.
1t became Immediately evident that
his memory had not tricked him; the
trunk was locked, as he had left it
that morning But the clasp had
yielded to cold chisel.
II was hardly worth the trouble,
still O'Rourke rummaged through the
contents of the box. assuring himself
that the channels bag was gone. So
far as he could determine then, moth
ing else had been taken.
He shut down the lid and sat down
to think 1t out, eyes hard. face grimly
expressionless. only an intermittent
nervous clenching and opening Of his
hands betraying his gathering rage
and excitement. At length he arose,
determination In his port.
One phrase alone escaped him:
And not gun to me name!"
He went on deck. Already the trop-
ic night had closed down upon the
harbor, but It was easy enough to To-
cate the captain and first officer, still
waiting at the gangway. From over
side arose the splitter of launch--a
raucousssound, yet one that barely rip
pied the surface of O'Rourke's con-
seriousness. He stepped quickly to
the captains side and touched him
gently on the arm.
Captain" he said quickly, '1'll be
asking the favor of a word with We In
private"
Hole caught the CLEAN of the Irish
mans eye I'm the lamplight and
stepped back pace.
Get forrard," he said CURLY. "Carn't
you see the customs officer coming
aboard? I'll see you later"
"Ye will not. Yell hear me now,
captain"
Hole backed further away. "Wot!"
ne barked hoarsely, raising his voice.
'.Wot I'll show you 'oo's master
aboard this ship. Get forrard to your
quarters! S'help-me-gawd!" he ex-
ploded violently. 100 ever heard the
like OF it?"
O'Rourke stepped nearer, his fists
closing. Drop that tone. We scud!'
he cried. Dye want me to spoil you'll
little gamer"
The shot went home. The captain
gasped, and in the darkness O'Rourke
fancied he lost shade or two OF his
rudy color.
"Wotcher mean?" he demanded. low.
ering his tone.
Il mean," replied O'Rourke in a
quick whisper. that the Egyptian GUS
toms officer is at the side. Return
what we've stolen from me this day
or I'll tell the whole harbor what
we've been up to! And, II We want