The log cabin Democrat., 1914-12-04
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peared? what nau become or the man?
 we know who the thief was, miss." reported the conductor little later eHe had the compartment facing your section. The screen is cut out. He must have dropped out the window after working his game"
 Lucille smiled faintly.
 "A medium sized man. rather dark, plainly dressed, with features that mo- body would notice especially and--s IIvid scar across the side of his face ybe murmured
 The man looked at her ir Surn"jse
 "Thompson." she u'r"''."'''' if was Thompson. was Iositive rrcrp the first"
 As the conductor c"rr"borated hej description Vf the thief he lay baci | against the dusty cuStio..s of her sea idly watching the train charging across the landscape She had started badly but she clinched her teeth firmly. HeI curpose WAS firm as ever her rage sI bit higher.
 Hugo Ioubelue cursed rofoundly toI himself as he paced up a..d down theJ floor of his San Francisco house. From below came the sounds of his servants searching into every Hook and cranny of the mysterious house for the packet of papers and documents he knew Lu ellie had hidden here.
 He drowned heavily as he went to the window and looked down upon the street, deserted now save for the old woman who trudged toward the place. She carried d basket of fruit over her arm and Loubeque smiled grimly as she disappeared from his sight then reappeared after being turned away from the door by the servant. As he idly studied the woman some thing about her caught and held his attention She moved slowly. but there | was an affectation about that slow | ness.
 Loubeque's eyes were fastened, like | those of a hawk now, upon the old woman. She had stopped beside the l alarm box on the corner amppost | Suddenly the bent form straghtenedl 1 and he read the impulsive resolve of | youth in every movement of the illyl l attired old woman. Her hand grope6I l upon the ground. He saw her pickl up stone and smash the fire alarm. Came the sound of fire engines | rolling down the street LOubequeI l watched the woman. She dashed to | ward the captain as he darted up ip| his light buggy. pointing eagerly toward the house of the spy. her eyesl i glowing with excitement. Then Lou beque smiled as he pressed a bell anal ordered the search to stop immediately | Before the rush of firemen with their | hose the door opened. Their heavy feet slumped upon the stairs, through out the house. But Loubeque did not 1 move. He watched Lucille as she tossed aside the habiliments she had worn over her girlish clothes She looked swiftly about to make certain no one was in sight Then she swiftly approached the extra truck upon which the slickers and hats of the firemen were laid. Once more she looked about her, then flung herself into long rub Der coat and damned helmet ove, her head.
 Swiftly Loubeque peered over the stairs. Without an instant's hesita ton Lucille had sped to the basement. He tptoed to the room that had been as signed her when he held her captive here. Pressing button, one wall of the room opened. He peered below, watching her as, below, she searched fever1shly for the papers,
 LoubeQue quietly moved back to his own room Slowly his fingers reached out Came slight clink of machinery Then the spy stepped below and re | ce1ved the assurance of the fire captain that everything was well His smile was that of man quite positive that everything was more than well.
 Continued next Friday.