The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1914-12-31


Jones Paused by Window.
pleased.
That will be very good of you, I'm
sure" in a rumbling but perfectly
intelligible 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"
| All 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 week or ten days"
MY government has waited for ten
years to gather in this delectable trio.
A month, if you like"
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 I get out of here?' he
whispered to the tobacconist.
The latter smiled. Il have to obey
these gentlemen, I don't know what
they want you for; but If I made a
move to help you | should find my
own throat cut without saving yours"
THE devil!"
Jim made 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 Brainel" he said.
my friend Norton!" jeered the vic
tor
And what do you want; some
peaches?"
"a paper, my friend, a little secret
OF paper with invisible writing on 1t.
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
lect to my smoking?" He began to
roll cigarette while they passed over
him. Ee struck a match; the pleas
ant aroma of tobacco fioated about his |
head
Hes got it on him somewhere l
saw him take it. He's got his nerve |
with him"
The cigarette glowed. Jim smoked |
lurriedly.
Through every pocket they went. |
The contents of his wallet lay scat I
-ered at his feet, his watch dangled |
rom the chain. The cigarette grew
shorter and shorter. Suddenly one of |
The men stretched out a hand and
~hisked the cigarette from Jim's lips
He threw it to the floor and stamped
out the coal.
Il thought SOL" he exclaimed, hold
ng out the scrap of burnt paper to-
wards Braine.
The words Dear Hargreave" were
all that remained of the message. With
snarl of rage Braine whipped out his
revolver
Il will give you one minute to tell
me what that paper contained"
And after that minute is up?"
"A bullet in your stomach"
Quick as a fash Jim's hand shot
'ut, caught the loosely held revolver.
gave it wrench, and brought it down
'avagely upon Braine's head. Then
ne reversed it and backed toward the
ront entrance.
"Au revoir, till we meet again, gen.
.lemen!"