White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-08-30


greave is alive. we win. Tomorrow
morning. early. Tears of anguish,
and all that. Sailors are easy when
a woman weeps. No color. remem-
Der; just the yellow wig and the
salient features. Now, by-by,"
Aren't you going o kiss me,
lLeo?.
He caught her hands. There is
a species of Delilah about you, Olga.
A kiss tonight from your lips would
snip m locks; and I need a clear
head. Whether we fall or win.
when this game is played you shall
be my wife" He kissed the hands
and strobe out into the hall.
The woman gazed down at her
small white hands and smiled ten
derby. THE tigress has her tender
moments,) He meant 1t.
She went into her dressing room
and for an hour or more worked over
ner lace and hair, till she raj GER
tain that if the captain of the ship
described her to any one else he
could not fail to give a fair deserip-
ton If Florence Hargreave.
But Norton reached the captain first
other reporters had besiged him. but
they had succeeded in gathering
the yaguest kind of information.
They had no description of Har-
greaye, while Norton had. Before
going down to the boat, however, he
had delved into the past of the Prin-
cess Olga Perigoff. 1t cost him a
ipocketful of money, but the end
justified the means. The princess
had no past worth mentioning. By
piecing this and that together he be-
came assured that she had told the
simple truth regarding the relation
ship to ~Florence's mother. A cable
gram had given him all the facts in
her history; there were no gaps or
discrepancies. 1t read clear and
frank. Trust a Russian secret agent
to know what he was talking about.
So Norton's suspicions-and he
pletely lulled to sleep. And he
wouldn't have doubted her at all ex-
cept for the fact that Braine had
been with her when he had introduce
ed H%argreave. Hargreaye had fear
ed Braine; that much the reporter
had ELECTED from the butler. Braine
had beer in New York for nearly six
years. The princess had arrived in
the city but a year gone. And
Braine was a member of several
Fashionable clubs, never touched cards
and seldom drank. He was an ex-
amateur billiardist. Perhaps Jones
the taciturn and inscrutable, had not
told him all he knew regarding his
masters past. Well, we'll; he had
in his time ~untangled worse snarls,
The Office had turned him loose. a
free lance. to handle the case as he
saw fit. to turn in the story when ii
was complete.
But what a story it was going TO
be when he cleared 1t up, The more
mystifying 1t was, the greater the
zest and sport for him. Norton was
like a gambler who played for big
stakes. and only big stakes stirred
his cravings.
The captain of the tramp steamer
Orient told him the same tale he had
told the other reporters; he had pick
ed up a man at sea. The man had
been brought aboard totally exhaust
ed.
Was there another body any
where?"
No"
What became of him ?"
Il sent a wireless and hat SEEM
ed to bother him. IL looked to me
that he did not want anybody 70
learn that he had been rescued. The
moment that the boat touched the
pier he lost himself in the crowd.
Fifty reporters came aboard, but he
was gone. And | could only tell
them just what I'm telling you"
HE had money!"
About five thousand"
please describe him."
The captain did SO. 1t was the
same description he had given to all
the reporters. Norton looked over
the rail at the big warehouse.
WAS it an ordinary balloon?"
There you've got me. My
Marconi man says the balloon part
was like any other balloon; but the
passenger car was a new business to
him. 1t could be driven against the
wind"