The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1914-10-07
CHAPTER VI.

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countess, when late that night braine
receunted his adventure.
Range" he snarled. My glr!.
haven't l just told you that had to
fight for my life? Ny boat was IN
flames. We had 70 swim for it till
We were picked up by Long Island
barge tug. don't know wha; became
of the motorman. He must have
headed straight for shore. And In
glad he did. Otherwise ned be howl
ing for the price OF another boat
Olga. for the first time I've had to
let one OF the boys have look at
nv face. Doesn't know the name:
but one OF these days he'll stumble
across it, and the result will be black
mail, unless I push him OF into the
dark 1t was accidental.
The countess leaned forward, her
hands tightly c,!nched
But the box"
Braice made gesture Of despair.
Leo, are you using any drug these
days?"
Don't make fun OF ne. olga" IN
patiently. Did you ever see me drink
mere than a pint Of wine or smoke
more than two cigars in an evening!
Poor fools! What: let ny brain go
into tho wastebaskct for the sake OF
an hour or so Of exhilaracton? NO
and never will I! I'm keen about the
gray matter I've got, and by the LORD
EaTry, In going to keep it. There 5
only one dope fend in the Hundred,
and he's one Of the best decoys We
have: so we let him have his coke
whenever he really needs It. But this
man FELTON, has seen my face. Some
day he'll see It again. ask questions
and then
Then what?"
"a burial at sea-" he laughed. The
laughter died swiftly as it came.
Threw it into eight hundred feet o.
water, on a bar where the sands are
always shifting. He'll never find It.
even if he took the range. He could
not have got a decent one. The sun
was dropping and the shadows were
long. He threw the chest into the
water and then began pegGing away
at US, cool as you please, and hreo
our tank"
1T looks to me as II he had wasted
his time"
That depends. Between you and
ne and the gate-post, I've a sneaking
idea that this man Jones. whom no
body has given any !, rticular atten-
ton, IS a deep, clever man. He may
have been honestly attempting to find
new hiding place: the advertisement
IN the newspaper may have drawn
him. lie may have thrown the box
over IN pure rage at seeing himself
cneckmated. Again. the whole thing
may have been worked up for our
benefit, a blind But II that's the
case, Jones has Us on the hip, for We
can't tell. But We can do what in all
probability ne expects we'll cease to
do-watch him just as shrewdly as
before"
Olga caught his hand AID drew him
down beside her. y wasn't going to
bother you tonight. but 1t may mean
something vital"
WHAT" aiertly.
Fer reply she rose and walked over
to the light button. She pressed 1t
and the apartment became dark.
Come over to the window, quick"
She dragged him across tho room.
Over the way, the house with the
marble frontage"
a man emerged. 1t a cigarette. and
walked leisurely down the street.
NO" she cried, as Blaine turned
to make for the door doubtless with
the intention OF finding out who this
man vas. Every night after you
leave be appears"
Does re follow me?"
"No. And that's what bothered me
O: first. I believed he was watching
some apartment above. But regularly
when turn out tho lights he comes
forth. So there's no doubt that lie
watches ToI enter ard takes note OF
youT departure"
"DU; doesn't follow me. That's cCd
hat e." devil is his iG"a?'
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