The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1914-11-06
Harold MacGrathl


Of her was that used her as a lure
to bring him to us. She fell in love
with him, but too late to warn him. /
had the satisfaction Of seeing him cast
her aside, curse her, and leave her. In
one thing she fooled US all. l never
knew of the child till yor told me-"
He paused to light a cigarette.
"Hargreave was madly in love with
her. He cursed her, but he came back
to the house to forgive her, to find
that she had been seized by the secret
police and entombed in the fortress. /
had my revenge. 1t was I who sent in
the information, practically bogus. But
IN Russia they never question; they
act and forget. So he had daugh-
teri"
He began pacing the floor, his hands
behind his back; and the woman
watched him, oscillating between love
and fear He came to a halt abruptly
and looked down at her.
Don't worry You have no rival.
I'll leave the daughter to your tender
mercies."
THE butler" she said, has full pow
ers Of attorney to act for Hargreave
while abse mt, up to the day the girl
becomes Of legal age"
TN keep an eye on our friend Jones.
From now on, day and night, there will
be a cat at the knothole, and ware
mouse! Could you make up anything
like this girl?" suddenly.
"A fair likeness"
do it. Go to the ship which picked
up the man at sea and quiz the cap
tain. Either the aviator or Hargreave
is alive. 1t is important to learn which
1t once. Be very careful; play the
game only as you know how to play 1t.
And If Hargreave is alive. we win. To
morrow morning. early. Tears Of an
guish, and all that. Sailors are easy
when a woman weeps. No color. re-
member; just the yellow wig and the
salient features. Now. by-byl"
Aren't you going to kiss me, Leo?"
He caught her hands. There is a
species of Delilah about you. Olga A
kiss tonight from your lips would snip
my locks; and l need a clear head.
Whether we fail 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 tenderly. (The
tigress has her tender momentsD He
meant it,
She went into her dressing room and
for an hour or more worked over her
/, face and hair, till she was certain that
If the captain of the ship described her
to anyone else he could not fail to give
a fair description Of Florence Har.
: greave.
I But Norton reached the captain first
v other reporters had besieged him. but
4 they had succeeded in gathering the
= vaguest kind of information. They had
I no description of Hargreave, while
4 Norton had. Before going down to the
/ boat, however, he had delved into the
!. past Of the Princess Olga Perigoff. II
4 cost him pocketful of money, but the
r end justified the means. The princess
z had no past worth mentioning. BY
u piecing this and that together he be
came assured that she had told tn,
a simple truth regarding the Relationship
to Florence's mother A cablegran
, had given him all the facts in her his
r tory; there we're no gaps or discreI
D. ANGLES. It read clear and frank. Trus
a Russian secret agent to know wha
10 he was talking about.
q So Norton's suspicions-and he ha
ia entertained some-were completed
N lulled to sleep And he wouldn't hav
I doubted her at all except for the fac
ID that Braine had been with her whe
ID he had introduced Hargreave. Hal
greave had feared Braine; that niue
AZ the reporter had elected from the bu
<, Ter. But there wasn't the slightef
w evidence. Braine had been IN Me-
q, York for nearly six years. The princes
,k had arrived In the city but year gonl
And Braine was a member of sewers
,dl fashionable clubs, never touched card
~ and seldom drank. He was an expel
", chess player and wonderful amatey
70 billiardist Perhaps Jones, the tacituT
at and inscrutable, had not told him a
ID he knew regarding his masters pas
>" Well, we'll; he had In his time u
TO tangled worse snarls. The Office hs
turned him loose, a free lance,
~ handle the case as he saw At. to tuI
In the story when 1t was complete.
IN But what a story It was going to
o. when he cleared It upi The more my
tifying It was, the greater the zest al
sport for him. Norton was like
n gambler who played for big stake
In and only big stakes stirred his era
d ings.
he The captain of the tramp steam
Sc Orient told him the same tale he hs
nd told the other reporters; he had pick'
ct. up a man at sea. The man had be-
III brought aboard totally exhausted.
on WAS there another body al
on where?"
ng NO"
Ist what became of him?"