The Washington herald., 1914-09-06

Longer Do You Thing Am Going to Tolerate
Your nterfereneeT
on the sands and knuckling his hair. "I dassent
take you to him. Judith might object. Besides
you for yourself it isn't safe to mingle
with the inhabitants of this tight little island
and you can't get to where Alan is without ming
ling considerably. Sit down. and I'll tell YOU all
about IT, and we'll try to figure out what's best to
be done. Maybe we can manage a rescue under
cover Of night"
And when the girl had settled herself beside him
he launched into a detailed report.
It's Katama island. all right" he announced:
but change has come over the place since
visited it some years ago. Then it was a COM
munty Of simple hearted villagers and fishermen:
now. unless all signs fail it's den of smugglers.
noticed a number Of Chinese about: and that.
taken in connection with the fact that. when
ventured to introduce myself to the village gin
mill and ask few innocent questions, the entire
population. to a child. landed me like a thou
sand brick-the two circumstances made me think
we'd stumbled a settlement OF earnest workers
at the gentle art of helping poor Cinnamon evade
the exclusion laws"
With a wry smile he pursued As for me.
landed out back OF the Joint, on the nape Of nv
neck. and took the count surrounded by lot OF
unsympathetic boxes and barrels that had seen
better days. And when | came TO and started to
crawl unostentatiously away. was just in time
to witness the landing of your amable sister, that
gang Of cutthroats she keeps on the pay roll. and
Alan. in company with choice a crew Of scoun-
drels you'd to I gathered from a few
words that leaked out OF the back door OF the bar
room, that it was as l had thought: Judith had
stolen a boat from the ship' that picked her up,
and rammed it Norton's reef and after she
gathered Alan in, the schooner Of these smugglers
happened along. and she hailed It and struck a
bargain with the captain and signed co-partner-
ship articles or something like that, Anyway, her
lot and the islanders were thick thieves,
and tanking up socially that | actually got
chance to whisper a word to Alan and tell him you
we're all right, and that he'd find US both down
here on the beach, luck served him with an
escape. That all got a chance to say, for
Judith marched up just then and yanked him OF to
his cell. mean to say he's locked up in
little stone hut the edge Of the cliff, with the
door guarded and the window overlooking a sheer
drop of thirty feet to the beach. When Id
that much calculated it about time for
me to get quit Of that neighborhood before Mann
selle Judith nicked me with the evil eye"
You don't think she saw you?' the girl cried.
Il don't think So" Barcus allowed gravey and
then, lifting his gaze, he added as he rose in
bound: Il just know she did-thats ALL"
In another instant he was battling might and
main with three willing ruffans who had come
suddenly into view round a shoulder of rock: but
his efforts were short-ved. foredoomed to failure.
He was weakened with suffering and fatigue-and
the three were fresh and had the courage at least
of their numbers. He was overborne in a twink
ling, and had his face ground brutally into the
sand while his hands were made fast with stout
rope behind his back And when he rose, it was
to find. as he had anticipated, that Roses resis-
taAce had been as futile his own; she, too, was
captive, her hands bound like his. the huge and
unclean paw Of one of Judith's crew cruelty
clamped upon her shoulders.
They were granted time to exchange no more
than one despairing glance when curt laugh fair
ly chilled the blood in Mr.. Barcus. and he swung
sharply between his two guards TO confront Judith
Trine
He was by no means poor-spirited. but he shrank
openly from the look she gave him, and was re-
leved when she, with q sneer, passed him by and