Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-06-20
LUCILLE LOVE. The Girl of Musteru


which she could not describe even to herself.
Suddenly the reason for her being upon the
traln came to her and her hands sought her
breast, then her throat. With little cry she
staggered back into the arms of the women
Roobed! she gasped. 81 have been robbed n
=, The women looked at another pityinely,
tnen lncredulously and finally believingly as they
caught m the pallor and sanity on the girls face.
TRY and think, my dear" one of them plead
You have been asphyxiated-the lght-socket in
your section was loose and the escaping gas"
Lucille did not answer. Summoning all her
strength, she turned the knob of the door and
sought the conductor He looked incredulous at
the girls charge, but investigation showed that
she light had been tampered with Nothing.
however, could be done before reaching Sen
francisco except a search of the car
Lucille went with him from plaoe to plaza
scanning every face But she knew who had
done this thing. When she fought against the
fingers OF the drug they had been the fingers OF
thompson. When she had slipped from peaceful
slumber into the drugged stupor it was Thomn-
son she had been bravely fighting
But Thompson-where had he disappeared?
What had become of the man? She knew it had
Deen him. knew it even though the face shs
looked into while she fought had been SCARED
recently, showed white streak that Qaye :
sinister expression to his otherwise snug coun-
tenance.
She wondered If that streak had beam IA
bullet-made one of the Mexican who for love a
her, had given up his life out there ON tho ranch
Of Loubeque. Whether or no, she was positive
that Thompson was the thief
I'VE know who the thief was MYsss rn-
ported the conductor little later "He had Tn
compartment facing your section. The screen In
cut out. He must have dropped out the window
after working his game"
Lucille smiled family
"A medium sized man, rather dark utsinTv
dressed with features that nobody would notice
especially and-a livid across the side of his
face" she murmured.
he mn olraJ.
Thompson" she murmured eyes. e yas
thompson. was positive from the first"
. AS the conductor corroborated her descrin-
tion OF the thief, she lay back against the dusty
charging across the landscape. She had startaa
badly but she clenched her teeth firmly. Her
purpose was firm as ever, her rage bit higher.
CHAPTER xxxvIn.
Tho Keen Eyes OF Louoeque
HUGO LoUBEQUE cursed profoundly to him
self as he paced up and down the floor Of
ms San francisco house. From below came the
sounds of his servants, searching into every
nook and Granny of the mysterious house for
the packet of papers and documents he knew
Lucille had hidden here. Already they had been
through the place twice and as yet no sign had
come to light of their resting place.
He frowned heavily he went to the win
dow and looked down upon the street, deserted
now save for the old woman who trudged toward
basket
her arm and Loubeque smiled grimly as she dis
appeared from his sight, then reappeared after
pelng turned away from the door by the servant.
They had been bothered a great deal the
last two days by all sorts of women venders and
peddlers and agents, bothered until he had or.
dered an explicit sign over the entrance, barring
them. But now, as he idly studied the woman
something about her caught and held his atten-
ton. She moved slowly but there was an affecta-
tion about that sowness which had no kin with
decrepitude.
Came a ring at the door bell as the post
man stepped up the little walk But Loubeque
did not heed him. His eyes were fastened like
those of a hawk now, upon the old woman. She
had stopped beside the alarm box on the corner
lamp post. Suddenly the bent form Strengthened
and he read the impulsive resolve of Youth in
every movement of the lily attired old woman.
Her hand groped upon the ground. He saw her
pick up stone and smash the fire alarm. He
waited, his eyes still fastened undeviatingly upon
her figure
Came the sound of fire engines, rolling down
the street in q black cloud Of smoke, engines,
they always seemed, of destruction that could
have nothing to do with saving lives or property
Loubeque watched the woman She dashed to-
ward the captain as he darted up fh his light
buggy, pointing eagerly toward the house Of the
spy, her eyes glowing with excitement. Than
Loubeque smiled as he pressed bell and or
dered the search to stop Immediately.
Before the rush of fremen with their hose
the door opened. Their heavy feet slumped upon
the stairs, throughout the house. But Loubeuus
did not move. He watched Lucille as she tossed
aside the habiliments she had worn over her girl
ish clothes. She looked swiftly about to mako
certain no one was in sight. Then she swiftly
approached the extra truck upon which the
slckers and hats Of the fremen were laid. Once
more she looked about her then flung herself
into long rubber coat and jammed helmet
over her head.
Loubeque smiled once more, broader smile
this time, as she darted up the walk and into
his his house. Swiftly he peered over the stairs.
Without an instant's hesitation Lucille had sped
to the basement. He tiptoed to the room that
had been assigned her when he held her captive
here. Pressing button, wall of the room
opened. He peered below, watching her as, be-
low, she searched feverishly for the papers.
Loubeque quietly moved back to his own
room. Slowly his fingers reached out. Came a
slight clink of machinery. Then the spy stepped
below and received the assurance of the fire cap
tain that everything WELL His smile was
that of man quite positive that everything was
more than well.
CHAPTER xxx.
The Best Laid Plans.