The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1913-01-11
CHAPTER IIl.-contlnued.

CHAPTER Ill.-Continued.
On the instant his brain became &C
tive again. 1t did not take long, as
matter of fact, to find the car; though
when he stumbled on 1t, turned about
and neatly slowed away close beside
the partitioning wall, he gave start
II was such tangible evidence Of
what had threatened to grow vague
and unreal on his hands He squeezed
himself into the narrow space between
it and the wall, finally thrusting his
head under the curtains of the ton
neau.
1t was high and dry, empty as last
years cockleshell. Not sign of life,
not a loose object of any kind except
filmy thing which Hambleton found
himself observing thoughtfully. At
last he picked 1t up-a long, mist-like
veil He spread 1t out, held 1t gin.
Rerly between a thumb and finger OF
ZACH hand, and continued to look at
" abstractedly Part of 1t was clean
and whole, dainty as only bit Of
woman's finery can be: but one end
OF 1t was torn and twisted and
stretched out of all semblance to It.
self. Moreover, 1t was dirty, as II 1t
had been ground under a muddy heel.
1t was, in It's way, shrleking evil
dence Of violence, OF unrighteous
struggle. Hambleton folded the scarf
carefully, with its edges together, and
put 1t In his pocket.
Jimmy's actions from this time on
had an incentive and spirit that had
before been lacking. He noted again
the number Of the car. and returned
to the edge of the dock to observe the
yacht She had steamed up river a
little way for some reason known only
to herself. and was now turning very
slowly. She was but family lighted and
would pass for some pleasure craft just
coming home. But Jim knew better. He
could, at last. put two and two togeth-
er. He would follow the Face-in-
deed, he could not help following It..
In him had begun that divine expert
ence OF youth--of youth essentially,
whether 1t come in early years or late
of being carried of his feet by a
spIrit not himself. He ran like a
young athlete down the dock to the
nearest workman. evolving schemes
as he went.
The dock-hand alphabetically trun-
died small keg from one pile Of
freight to another, wiped his hands
on his trousers, took dry pipe out
of his pocket. and looked vacantly up
the river before he replied to HANDLE
toms question.
.Queer name-Jene Dark they call
her"
II was like pulling teeth to get in
formation out of him. but Jim applied
the forceps. +
The yacht had been lying out in the
river for two weeks OF more. possibly
less: belonged to foreign paris; no
one Whereabouts knew who itg owner
was; nor its captain; nor its purpose
in the harbor OF New York At last,
quito gratuitously, the mann volun-
teercd personal opinion. Slippery
boat In gale-wouldn't trust her.
Hambleton walked smartly back.
taking a look both at the yacht and
the motor-car as he went. The yachts
nose pointed toward the Jersey shore:
the car was creeping out of the dock.
As lie overlook the machine. he saw
that II was in the hands of mechanic
in overalls and jumper. In answer
TO Iiambleton's question as to the
owner of the car, the mechanic told
him pleasantly to go to the devil, and
for once the sight OF coin failed to
produce any perceptible effect But
the major-general. waiting half a
block away, was still in the humor of
giving fatherly advice. He welcomed
Jim heartily.
That's a hole I amt got no use
Cor. 'Ow'd you make out?"
We'll enough. for all present pur.
poses. Can you undertake to do a Job
for mel"
IF II amt nothing I'd have to ar.
rest you for. might consider It," he
chuckled.
Il want you TO go TO the Laramie
Club and tell Aleck Van Camp--got
the name7--that Hambleton has gone
or on the Jeanne D'Arc and may not
be back for some time: and he In to
look after the Sea Gull"
Held on. young man; you're not
going to do anything out Of reason. as
one might sayT'
"Oh, no. not at all; most reasonable