The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-30
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He could notIcharge that way He dashed to the stairs. rushing into the open, hatless, wild, disheveIled. An automobile stood before the door. He directed it wildly toward the tunnel entrance, arriving there barely in time to see Lucille step inside another motorcar and dart forward like 1tE- ing thing.
 Helpless, hopeless. yet fighting on with bulldog ferocity, Loubeque con- tinued the chase. Times he would lose her. only to pick the car up again in the most unexpected place. Then. for full five minutes, along the wa ter front, she disappeared.
 A husky, irate chauffeur stepped be- fore his driver and slammed open the door.
 .Hey. youse,' he brawIed angrily, "whatta yuh mean chasin' a loidy like dat9
 Loubeque did hot answer. Instead he put q question, snappinS it in a tone of authority that made even the man cringe.
 Where did she go?''
 The driver passed him a grimy card. The international spy turned it over in his hand, reading the address upon it tsand marking that it was not block away. On the obyerse side he read Ensign Howel1.s name. The chauffeur was pointing out upon the harbor. Loubeque looked, marked the slim figure of Lucille standing upright in the briskly manned cutter approaching the big ship. He turned away.
 His shoulders seemed to have slump ed in the half hour, his face to have undergone a chiseling process by the sculptor Suffering. but a smile crossed his face
 Once in the cutter. Lucille for the first time heayed a huge sigh of relief as she glanced back toward the shore and saw Hugo Loubeaue jump from the car in which he had been pursuing her and glance hurriedly up and down the harbor front.
 She clanbered over the sides of the waiting government vessel, being met [ at the deck by the captain himself. His eyebrows rose in surprise as he regard ed the slender slip of a girl facing him, her eyes wet with tears.
 Ensign Howell informed me that Mir. Loubeque''- he began. when she interrupted.
 ttThe papers are here. captain. I have them. They are safe now
 For moment he studied her medi- tatively- She felt an icy chill running up and down her spine Would he turn back and force her to return the pa pers2 At the very suggestion her face f1exeq in every muscle, while her eyes met his cold1y and steadily, a purpose in their depths which even the officer turned away from, convinced that all was well.
 And now that she was safe, the nerv- ous reaction came upon her. In her own tiny cabin. safe finally from the man she had lest seen upon the shore, it seemed the very air was fraught with terrors, horrible fears reaching toward her, gibbering at her with ; threats of periIs greater even than those she had come through already. A light tapping on the door brought her to her feet, heartily ashamed of the false terrors she had allowed to un- nerve her. She opened the door, and Ensign Howell entered.
 Lucille regarded him coldly, in far different manner from the coquettish young woman who had put him off at the house of Loubeque.
 s'Miss-Miss'- he stammered, "why did you send me away from the ap- pointment? The captain wishes to speak with you, and when you tell him the truth it will appear as though I'-
 ssYou need have no fear" she an- swered quietly. Twill you kindly con duct me to the ca aptain? T will explain everythings'
 The captain Of the Terror regarded her steadily as she was brought before him. Seated at his desk. in the very throne of his authority, Lucille felt him a very much more formidable be- ing than when she met him on the deck. This man was her enemy. would be her enemy until the question of possession of the papers had been thor oughIy thrasEed out.
 "Your name, please?" dueried the commander shortly.
 Lucille felt a thrill of pride running through her.
 .sMy name, sir" she said quite simply, sis Lucille Love-daughter of General Sumpter Love, United States army.''
 The commander held out his hand.
 q am in receipt of orders from Washington he said quietly, ito meet Hugo Loubeque, who would turn over to me certain papers and orders which he received from General Love while in command at Manila. and which he sold"-
 ..It's a lfe!" Lucine's voice rang against the sides of the cabin with vibrant force.
 "Yes, lie,'' she repeated, quieting the fury which was racl1ing her. My father did receive the papers There was a military ball in progress st the time He gave them to his aid, Lieu