Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-02-02
THE WHITE BLACKBIRD
HUDSON DOUGLAS.
Copyright. 1912, BY Little Brown l. CO..

must take Anbrizette with you; III get
Sal-Lady Josceline-another maid in
Paris, one that won't attract quite so
much attention to us as that damned
dwarf would.
"Jobl4ng and / will go there by the
night mail on our way to London with
Lady Josceline. You can take the Olive
Branch round to some safe English port
and lay her uD there In the meantime.
AS soon as you land you can rejoin us
at Jobling's address. By that time We'll
probably be ready to redeem our note to
YOU
by that time" Capt. Dove returned.
with concentrated bitterness, you'll have
found some way to give me the slip al
together. Dye take ME for blind idiot.
SLIME? Dye think I'm going TO let Sallie
out of my sight with you?''
Slyne was visibly disconnected. But
aren't you going to take your ship round
to England?" he asked In genuine sur
prise. You can't very well leave her ly-
ing in Genoa
I'm attend to my own end of the bust
ness, said Capt. Dove. with angry deci-
sion. IF you're going to London BY train
tonight, so am l. Ii You like to come on
board with me I'll sail you round. But
I'm not the only man on the Olive
Branch who can sail a ship. why, Tve
half a dozen broken captains-and most
OF EN- with extra masters certificates,
too-among my crew.
I've left Brasse and Da Costa in
charge. and they'll work her across the
pay II tell them to. I've only to send
them wire. And all you have to do
now is to say which way you want to
travel-with me: for I'm going to stick
ME off.
Slyne walked to the window. humming
tune. But 1t was obviously costing
him all of his refreshed fortitude to re-
ram from expressing his real sentiments
toward Capt. Dove. His face. az he stood
giaring blfndly out at the beautiful scene
before him. was like that Of a wild beast
baked at its. fair prey. But from be-
tween his barred. set teeth the careless
hum came unbroken.
Il think you're foolish was all he
said when he turned again. convinced
that II would be a waste of time to argue
the matter with the old man. ''but-s,lit
yourself. JObling and | must get to Lon
don with Sal-Lady JosceIine at the earli-
est possible moment. If you insist on
travelling with us tonigiit-so be II. All
want you to understand is that there
to be no more drinking, and that YOU
must be advised by me III ever other
particular. This isn't really the sort OF
game you're liable to shine in. 1t would
be far better for all of US if you'd stay
on board your ship
Capt. Doves weati1erbeaten enunte-
nance was turning slowly purple fc was
striving after speech. Slyne outwardiy
cool and contemptuous Of his visible fury.
stood gazing down at him. hands in
POIhttSs WI. JODIIilS WIS NTl&8f1n& rest
iessly in his chair. glancing from one -
the other. prepared to flee from the corrf-s
ing storm.
! Still without word. Capt. Dove reach
ed again for the brar.ly decanter d.
rectly defying Syne. 1Slyne stepped for
ward and snatched 1t out pe l,is hand. :
- stInuitSneoasiy@ Old ghtaS End sfs,
Jobltng sprang from their seats, the for
ymer making for Slyne and the letter for
the door. which opened just as he reached
1t. 80 that he all but fell oyer boy in
buttons who had knocked and entered,
carrying a telegram on tray.
Slyne had not moved. Capt. Dove, al
most at his throat, spun round on one
heel.
For me?'' Mr.. Jobling exclaimed. anx-
iously. as he ripped the envelope open
And a slow pallor ovcrspread his puffy.
pink features while he was perusing its
contents.
From Mullins. my managing clerk
to S!yne. who looked it over indifferently.
and then reread it aloud. IN a low but
very ominous voice: american claim
ant landed at Genoa. yesterday. Now on
way to London. Court granted decree i'm
his favor Handed In at Chancery lane.
in London. he pulled out his watch
fifty minutes ago..
The Page boy had disappeared Slyne
pushed suddenly past, Mr.. Jobling and
set his back against the door. Capt
Dove was approaching the terrified So
licitor softly. on tiptoe. his fists clinched.
all his tobacco-stained fangs displayed in
a grin of fury. One Of his long arms
shot out just as the door opened behind
Slync's back and voice announced:
M. Dubois.
TO be continued tomorrow