Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-27
BY j. w. M'CONAUGHY.
wight, 1913, by The Evening Journal
Publishing Company.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.


II turned and saw him-his leering.
! suakelike eyes fastened on me and a
hideous smile on his awful facet"
She shuddered and seemed unable to
go on.
What did you do?" demanded the re-
porter.
Il was paralyzed with fear. He locked
the door and came slowly toward me. He
picked up knife that was lying on the
table-one of his samples-looked at me,
then put it down again"
Again the voice broke off abruptly and
Howell squirmed
"Yes!' he exclaimed.
"Then he said: You are the spy of
Victor Holt! So that's the way he got
his information. Well now I've got you
BOTH Then, without another word to
me he began looking through the tele-
phone book for a number. I was so pet
rifed with fear that 1 couldn't even cry
out He found the number and then he
said, have just learned that your friend,
Holt, is at the Cafe Rossamano and three
Of my men are there waiting for a word
from me to put him out of the way. I'm
going to give that word now and then
I'm going to settle with you.
"Ie took up the receiver and called
the number All l could see were the
knives of the assassins plunging into
my brothers. heart! I sprang upon him,
grasping the phone, and tried to call for
help, but he clapped his hand over my
mouth and held me- Then he asked for
Sevelli--Enrico Sevelli-the eldest of his
gang. In another instant it would have
been too late! Then my eyes fell upon
the knife on the table. I grasped i'll
Oh, God!'
She broke off and held her arms across
her eyes as if to shut out the picture
of what followed Howell arose silently
and put d hand on her shoulder. At last
her arm went down and she raised her
head
Then what?" he asked gently.
GAS he fell he grasped the house phone
and telephoned the office that he had
been stabbed by woman, but before he
could speak my name he fell to the
floor"
And they didn't get you!" exclaimed
Howell, eagerly.
NO, I reached the street in safety"
"Yes-then what?"
81 jumped into a taxi and drove to
the Rossamano My only thought was
to get to my brother with the Informal
ton I had secured"
you didn't think they had killed him?"
81 hoped they hadn't" she replied. and
a sudden hard CLINT came and passed into
her eyes For they hadn't got the word
from Alvarez.'
you bet they didn't agreed Howell,
with grim enthusiasm
~ reached the Rossamano." continued
tl,. ma. ,f,,,r
down the stairs. But before I could get
to him two men seized him and third
took hold of me.
CHATS where | butted in" nodded
Howell with a look Of mournful reproach
at his battered fist. why didn't I kill
him. But where did you go them
Victor Holt Abducted.
"a saw my brother pushed into a cab
bv those two men. ran and ran, try
ing to catch it, butt couldn't, I
couldn't And her voice broke.
~ see" nodded Howell He thought
swiftly for a minute or more. Then sud
denly:
"But. look here" he exclaimed. why
should YOU be afraid? With this story
Won walk clamly into police headquar-
ters and they'll start pinning medals on
you"
NO" returned the girl instantly
"That's the one thing ! can't do don't
know what they'd do to Victor"
"Of course," he frowned. They'll hold
him to keep you silent
The girl raised her eyes 10 his in per
feet trust and confidence,
"Now. are you going to give me up?'
she asked softly
"Give you up?' he exploded. Il should