White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-12-27
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yroon, and woman who calls herself
a countess and unfortunately Is one
All l desire is some damaging proof
against them that they are outlaws
In this country. The rest will be
simple"
They have all three taken out
naturalization papers"
The Russian waved his hand airi-
ly. Once they are in Russia those
documents will lever come to light.
This man Braine, 1t has been learned,
has long been in the pay of Prussia,
and has given the general staff OF
that country many plans of our from
teir Notifications. | do not know
what any one of the three looks like.
That is why | sought H~argreave."
Il will gladly point them out to
you said Jones. rubbing his hands
together. a sign that he was greatly
pleased.
That will be very good of you, I'm
sure in a rumbling but perfectly
legible English.
And suddenly they all three will
disappear"
Suddenly, and you may believe me
that from that time on they'll be
heard of never more"
"All this sounds extremely agree
able to me. Mr.. Hargreaye will be
happy to hear that his long enforced
hiding will soon come to an end
"All you have to do. sir. is to point
them out to me-"
1T may take a week or ten days"
MY government has waited for
ten years to gather In this delectable
trio. A month, IL you like"
1.-THE sooner the better. l shall
call this evening after dinner. We
shall begin with Mr.. Braine; and
generally where he Ii is the oma
Vroon will be the most dificult."
After dinner. since you know
some of his haunts. There is a re-
ward"
Jones laughed shortly. Keep 1t
yourself. sir. Mr.. Hargreave would
willingly double whatever this re-
ward is to eliminate these despicable
creatures from his affairs
Thanks"
While this conversation was TAX
ing place Norton idled about: and
feeling the cravings for a cigarette.
prepared to roll one. only to find that
he hadn't the markings" So fate
urged him to step into the nearest
t~obacconist's. He asked for his ia
vorite brand and passed over the
silver.
Braine and his companions saw
Norton enter the shop. 1t agreed
with their plans perfectly. The to-
bacconist happened to be affiliated
with the order. So they hurried INTO
the shop. Jim instantly realized
that he was in a trap.
How can | get out of here?" he
whispered to the toboccconist.
The latter smiled. II have to obey
, these gentlemen. I don't know what
they want you for; but If I made d
move to help you I should find my
own throat cut without saving
yours
The DEVIL"
Jim made a dash for the real door.
10 find IL locked. Even as he FUN
bled with the key. Braine and his
companions flung themselves upon
the reporter and overpowered him
"Ah. my friend Braine," he said.
my friend Norton." jeered the
victor.
And what do you want: some
peaches?"
"A paper. my friend. a little sheet
of paper with invisible writing on 1t.
We promise to give you something
in exchange for It,"
"What?" asked Jim with as much
noncnaiance as ne could assume.
Life"
Search" said Jim. You won't
object to my smoking?' He began
to roll a cigarette while they passed
over him. He struck a match: the
pleasant aroma of tobacco fioated
about his head.
Hes got 1t on him somewhere.
saw him take 1t. He's got his nerve
with him."
The cigarette glowed. Jim smok-
ed hurriedly.
Through every pocket they wen
The contents of his wallet lay scat
tered at his feet; his watch dangled
from the chain. The cigarette grew