The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1914-07-19

musician, and talked with remarkable keen
ness about books and arts. But unless he
reused her, the sadness of her position al
ways lay written In her face. 1t was not
difficult for him to conjure up her dreams in
coming to the city and the blow which, like
a bolt of lightning from selear sky, had
shattered them ruthessly. g.
You must come every day and tell me
how you have progressed, she said.
III obey that order gladly, whenever
can possibly do it. My visits will always be
short
That Is not necessary"
No." said Norton in his heart, but 1t Is
wise"
Always he found Jones waiting for him at
the door, always in the shadow.
"Wen?" the butler whispered
81 have laid neat trap. Whether this
balloon was the one that left the top of this
house / don't know But II there were two
men in it, one of them lies at the bottom Of
the sea-
And the man found?" The buffers voice
was tense.
1T was not Hargreave. I met orts bot
ttin's description did not tally with my recol-
lection"
Thank God! But what Is this trapfr
Il propose to find ont by 1t who is back
OF all this who Hargreaye's real enemies are
Norton returned TO bis rooms, there to await
the call from Grannis. He was sorry, but II
Jones would not take him into his fullest
confidence, be must hold himself to blame for
any bunder be (Norton) made. OF course,
he could readily understand Jones angle Of
vision. He knew nothing of the general run
of reporters be had heard Of them by rumor
and distrusted them. He not aware of
the fact that the average reporter carries
more secrets In his head than prime min
lister. II was then, up to him TO set about
to allay this distrust and gain the mans com.
plete confidence.
Meanwhile that same morning q pretty
young woman boarded the Orient and asked
10 be led to the captain. Her eyes were red j;
she had evidently been weeping. When the
captain. susceptible like all sailors. saw her
his promises to Norton took wings.
This is Capt Has-n?" she asked, ealling
the handkerchief she held In her hand.
yes, miss. What can do for your" He
put his hands embarrassedly into his pockets
and felt the crisp bills. But for that magic
touch he would have forgotten his lines He
squared his shoulders.
al have every assurance that the man vou
picked up at sea Is my father. | am Flor
ence Hargreave. Tell everything
The captains very laundering deceived her.
And then be hustled down the gang plank
and headed for that warehouse. He had a
package which he was as tender Of as il it
had been dynamite"
Thank you" impulsively.
A man has to do his duty. miss. A sailors
always glad to rescue a man at sea-" awk-
warily.
When she finally went down the gang-plank
the sigh the captain heaved almost al
loud az the exhaust from the donkey engines
which were working out the crates Of lemons I
from the hold.
Maybe she Ia his daughter; but two hun
bred is two hundred, and I'm q poor sailor
man"
Then Grannis came In for his troubles
What was chap to do when 81 pretty girl
appealed to him?
II am sorry. miss. bur can't give you
that package. I gave the man receipt and
till it Is presented 70 me the package must
remain in yonder safe. You understand
enough about business to realize that I dill
not solicit the job. 1t was thrust upon me-
I'D give hundred dollars If the blame thing
was out of my safe. You say 1t is your for
tune. That hasn't been proved. 1t may h
gunpowder, dynamite, I'm sorry. but you
viii have to find your father and bring the
receipt"
The young woman left the warehouse, dab
bling her eyes with the sodden handkerchief
al wonder" unused Grannis, as he watched .
her from the window, Il wonder what the .
deuce that chap Norton is up tof The girl !
might have been the mans daughter.
Good Lord, what an l am. There wasn't !
any mani" And so he reached over for the
telephone.
Immediately upon receipt Of the message
the reporter set his machinery In motion,
Some time before dawn he would know who
the arch-conspirator was. He questioned
Grannis thoroughly, and Grannis' description
tailed amazingly with that of Florence Har-
greave. But q call over the wire proved 10
him conclusvely that Florence had not been
out Of the house that morning.
On the morrow the newspapers had scare
heads about an attempt to rob the QaHy
warehouse. 1t appeared that the police had
been tipped beforehand and were on the
grounds in time to gather in several notorious
gunner, who, under pressure of the third
degree, vowed that they had been hired and
paid by man in mask and had not the