The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1914-12-16

Vroon, and a woman who calls her
self a countess and unfortunately is
one. All l desire is some damaging
proof against them that they are out
laws in this country. The rest will
be simple"
They have all three taken out nat
uralizatiOn papers"
The Russian waved his hand airily.
Once they are in Russia those docu-
ments will never come to light This
man Braine. it has been learned, has
long been in the pay of Prussia, and
has given the general staff of that
country many plans of our frontier
Notifications. do not know what any
one of the three looks like. That is
why / sought Hargreave."
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
Ineligible 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"
"AIl this sounds extremely agree
able to me. Mr.. Hargreave 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, If you like"
1.-THE sooner the better. I shall call
this evening after dinner. We shall
begin with Mr.. Braine; and generally
where he is is the woman. Vroon
will be the most difficult"
After dinner, then, since you know
some Of his haunts. There is a re-
ward"
Jones laughed shortly. Keep it
yourself, sir. Mr.. Hargreave would
willingly double whatever this reward
is to eliminate these despicable crea-
lures from his affairs"
Thanks"
While this conversation was taking
place Norton idled. about; and feeling
the cravings for a cigarette, prepared
TO roll one, only to find that he hadn't
the "makings." So fate urged him to
step into the nearest tobacconist's.
He asked for his favorite brand and
passed over the silver.
Braine and his companions saw Nor
ton enter the shop. 1t agreed with
their plans perfectly. The tobacconist
happened to be affiliated with the or
der. So they hurried into the shop.
Jim instantly realized that he was in
a trap.
How can 1 get out OF here?" he
whispered to the tobacconist.
The latter smiled. 81 have to obey
these gentlemen I don't know what
they want you for; but if 1 made a
move to help you 1 should find my
own throat cut without saving yours"
THE devil!"
Jim made a dash for the rear door,
to find it locked. Even as he fumbled
with the key, Braine and his COM
panions flung themselves upon the re-
porter and overpowered him.
"Ah. my friend BraineI" he said.
MY friend Nortoni" jeered the vic
tor
And what do you want; some
peaches?"
"a paper, my friend, little secret
Of paper with invisible writing on It
We promise to give you something in
exchange for it"
"What?" asked Jim with as much
as he could assume.
Life"
Search" said Jim You won't OBJ
ject to my smoking?" He began to
roll cigarette while they passed .ver
him. He struck a match; the pleas
ant aroma of tobacco fioated about his
head.
He's got 1t on him somewhere. l
saw him take it. He's got his nerve
with him"
The cigarette glowed. Jim smoked
hurriedly.
Through every pocket they went
The contents Of his wallet lay scat
tered at his feet; his watch dangled
from the chain The cigarette grew
shorter and shorter. Suddenly one of
the men stretched out a hand and
whisked the cigarette from Jim's lips.
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