The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1914-11-12
CHAPTER VI.

! countess; when late that night Brair
recounted his adventure.
RANGE" he snarled. My gil
haven't l just told you that had
fight for my life? My boat was
flames. We had to swim for it tt
We were picked up by Long Islam
barge tug. don't know what becam
Of the motorman. He must hav
headed straight for shore. And IL
glad he did. Otherwise he'd be how
ing for the price Of another boa
Olga, for the first time I've had t
let one of the boys have look a
my face. Doesn't know the name
but one Of these days he'll stumbl
across it, and the result will be black
mail, unless push him of into tn
dark. 1t was accidental"
The countess leaned forward, he
hands tightly clinched.
But the box!"
Braine made a gesture Of despair.
LEO. are you using any drug these
days."
Don't make fun OF me, Olga" i'm
patiently. Ibid you ever see me drink
more than a pint OF wine or smoke
more than two cigars In an evening
Poor fools! What! let my brain &c
- into the wastebasket- for the sake Of
an hour or SO Of exhilaration? No.
and never will l! I'm keen about the
gray matter I've got. and by the Lord
Harry, I'm going to keep 1t. There's
only one dope fiend in the Hundred,
and he's one OF the best decoys we
have; so we let him have his coke
whenever he really needs It, But this
man FELTON, has seen my face. Some
day he'll see 1t again. ask questions,
and then ."'
Then WHAT"
"A burial at sea-" he laughed. The
laughter died swiftly as it came.
Threw 1t into eight hundred feet of
water, on a bar where the sands are
always shifting. He'll never find it,
even If he took the range. He could
not have got decent one. The sun
was dropping and the shadows were
long. He threw the chest into the
water and then began begging away
at US, cool as you please, and fred
our tank"
ut looks to me as If he had wasted
his time"
THAT depends. Between you and
me and the gate-post. I've a sneaking
idea that this man Jones. whom no.
body has given any particular atten.
ton. is deep, clever man. He may
have been honestly attempting to find
new hiding place; the advertisement
In the newspaper may have drawn
him. He may have thrown the box
over in pure rage at seeing himself
Again, the whole thing
may have been worked up for our
benefit, a blind. But ii that's the
case, Jones has us on the hip, for we
can't tell. But we can do what in all
he expects we'll cease to
lo-watch him just as shrewdly as
oefore."
Olga caught his hand and drew him
Town beside her. Il wasn't going to
'other you tonight. but it may mean
something vital"
"What?" alertly.
For reply she rose and walked over
o the light button. She pressed it =
nd the apartment became dark.
Come over to the window, quick!"
The dragged him across the room.
Over the way, the house with the
,arble frontage"
A man emerged, lit a cigarette, and
'alked leisurely down the street.
mol" she cried, as Blaine turned
make for the door doubtless with
le intention Of finding out who this
ian was. Every night after you
ave he appears"
Does he follow me?'
mo. And that's what bothered me-
first. I believed he was watching
me apartment above. But regularly
hen turn out the lights he comes
nth. So there's no doubt that he
atches you enter and takes note of
'ur departure" {
But doesn't follow me. That's odd.
hat the devil is his idea?"
I'D give good deal to learn"
The shadow and the glowing cigar .
to disappeared around the corner.
d the lights in the apartment were
rned on again.
He's gone. You really think he's Il
itching me?"
He is watching this apartment \
ow that much" o
And even at that moment the watch. 9
was watching from his vantage he.
i'd the corner.
'Suspicious!" he. murmured, tossing g
cigarette into the gutter. They're q
tchins me for a change. I'll drop ,
: know what know. It's sraat y
rid It's fine to be alive and kickin. 9
top Of IT," He went ON without
'ts and took the subway train for
vntown. p
Z there any way I could gst uear
AZ asksd Brains. g