The San Francisco call., 1913-08-03

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about our deeds. daily inspecting
US, wheresoeyer we are.
Instantly she turned to me and
saw that there were tears on her
cheeks and that her long, dark lashes
were wet.
You can not tell him this. Philip"
she said, her voice low but unfaItering.
No. replied In his present con-
dition 1t might be fatal"
And now he must get we'll, she
declared with decision He must be
well enough IN few days to be moved
He shall not stop in this house any
longer He shall go where he can be
protected and these fiends. whoever
they are, can not or will not dare to
follow"
AS she spoke an inspiration came
to me.
The yacht, | said.
Impulsively she laid hold of my arm,
In a way she had.
The Sibylla. she agreed delight
edly. "Of course. 1t will do every
thing for him.
But what am to tell him about
this?' I asked in perplexity.
For second she was thoughtful
I'VE couldn't initiate the writing,
could we?' she asked
"oh, yes. answered. we could.
think Id even guarantee to repro
duce that hideous black thing. but -
But what?'
I'VE can't initiate the paper
Then you must just lie to him, she
decided. .You must tell him the en-
velope was empty, and you must make
him believe it.
Well. l succeeded, though the task
was not to my liking. Cameron was,
consequently. soon able to leave his
room, and before the fatefuls eighth
day we were already on the high seas
The Sibylla, under stress of her
powerful turbines, was racing easily,
reeling on her 80 knots with no seeun-
ing effort and scarcely perceptihle
vibration. There had been stiff
breeze during the night. but 1t had
died down at sunrise, and now, at
noon, the sun blazed warm through q
faint golden haze, glinting on the
yachts polished brasses lit was won-
derful weather for late October. On
The 10th the temperature had risen
to 90 in New York. breaking all rec
ords for that date; and now, two days
later, here at the meeting of sound
and ocean, with Point Judith just COM
ing into view over our port bow and
Block island a blur abaft our star
board beam, we sat. Cameron and |, on
the afterdeck as though 1t we're mid
summer. He had been convinced by
my righteous untruth and had daily
grown stronger
f His mind was placid once again, and
with this recovered placidity had come
a return of his quiet humor. For my
own part / was not altogether happy.
My delight over my friend Is recovery.
and Evelyn's pleasure thereat, was
curdled by self-reproach regarding the
instrument | had employed to bring
1t about
Moreover, could not rid myself of
All uneasiness--a misery, indeed. In
which was now without company
concerning the day and It's menace.
say without company" for Cameron.
of course, had quite dismissed the sub
ject. and Evelyn. who. previously was
greatly perturbed. had seemed to put
away all apprehension directly she saw
US safe aboard the yacht. There had
been some talk Of her accompanying
US, but without sienifying my real
reason had managed to dissuade her.
For my disquietude there was cer-
tainly no logical ground had takeii
the precaution OF having the Sibylla
searched from masthead to keelson be-
fore sailing, and the record Of every
man Of the crew was looked into with
vigorous scrutiny. So could see no
loophole unguardea. But the past
was an argument which set logic at
naught. OF what use were precautions
against an enemy who with apparent
ease calmly defied al natural laws?
All the morning my thoughts had
bcen running in this line. Foolish
thoughts they must seem to one who
reads OF them, and 1t may be that
was not well balanced and clear
headed. Yet the sequel would tend
rather to contrary conclusion.
Cameron was still reading tho paper
and / sat with pair Of binoculars at
my eyes, sweeping the waters fnr the
trailing smoke Of a liner or some OBJ
ject Of lesser interest.
Presently tic silence was broken by
my companion.
4 see" he began. dropping the pa
per to his knees. that China !s really
In earnest IN her anti-opium cfnspaign.
Two Peking onicials have died from
the effects Of too hasty breaking OF
the habit Men do not die In the at