Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-06-25

NolNeT upon ner knee.
There was someone just outside the
door now, and every nerve in her
slender body was trembling, but she
did not move and scarcely dared to
breathe. Someone touched the latch
of the door and ratified it and her
heart gave great jump. Then, from
behind the sand dunes she heard q
familiar whistle, and she knew that
her father was approaching.
The rattling of the latch ceased alb
ruptly and she heard smothered ex-
clamation through the thin walls. In
another instant she heard a faint
swishing sound as someone darted
through the tall grass, and moment
later Cornish's voice called to her.
Jumping up quickly she threw open
the door and fell sobbing into her
fathers arms.
why what's happened, little girl7"
he asked soothingly. Did my silent
approach startle your"
"No-not that!" she whispered.
Someone was here at the door-just
a moment ago!" And in low tone
she told him quickly of all that had
happened.
Cornish stood thinking for mo-
ment. Then he took the revolver
from Adele and went outside. Inn
patiently she awaited his return, but
1t was more than 10 minutes before
he slipped quietly back again.
81 can't find anybody lettering
about" he said uneasily. 81 can't un-
rhot ~
about here. He couldn't have pos
sibly known where we were going
to land. Whoever took the boat did
us good turn, however, as the in
spector would have been able to place
1t in an instant. Don't worry. The
man at the door may have been q
tramp of some sort seeking shelter
for the night. In any event, you go
to sleep and forget 1t. I'll keep q
sharp lookout"
His reassuring tones were like
tonic to her, and, rallying quickly
from her fright. Adele asked eagerly
what he had been doing all day.
Darlington and Sir Harry will be
here tomorrow" Cornish told her.
you had an answer to your wire%
she asked incredulously,
II did better than that" ne replied.
81 talked with Farndale over the long
distance telephone. l spoke guarded
ly, of course, and even if Scotland
Yard had been listening on the wire,
they will not be able to make any
thing of what passed between u.s."
How splendidi" Adele exclaimed
with enthusiasm. Luck certainly
1 seems to be with u.s."
Doesn't it?" Carnish agreed. al.
though he was far from sanguine af-
ter having heard of the days happen
ings about the shack
Darlington and Farndale will leave
London tonight in Sir .Harry's motor,
announcing their intention to spend a
fortnight at Sir Harry's shooting
lodge, which is only few hours ride
from here. They'll run out to the vii
lage about a mile from here to pick
up a Mr.. Gilmore, the gentleman
who suggested the trip by telephone
this afternoon"
But what about Lord Harcourt-
and doctor?" Adele went on.
81 couldn't take a chance of bring
ing one out here tonight" Cornish
explained. "The village is only a
small one and l wouldn't trust to the
medico's keeping his mouth shut. I'll
meet Farndale when he arrives to-
morrow and then we'll make a detour
of the village, running close enough
to the shack here to carry Harcourt
to the machine. How does he seem?"
about the same, l think. It's
strange he doesn't regain conscious
ness. 1t frightens me sometimes, yet
I believe he is safe enough" Adele
said. "Oh, dad, 1t would be terrible
If anything happened to him-if
your"
HE will be all right" Cornish said.
quieting her. You're just tired and
overwrought, that's all Well pull
him through this and the other things
as well. Thus far we've succeeded
in outwitting MacBee, and everything
will come out right before long, I'm
sure"
"Oh, l hope sol" Adele said, wear
lily.
"I almost forgot!" Cornish said
! |
. starved" And he handed her pack
age of food he had brought from the
village.
"I haven't thought of eating until
now," Adele said, "but believe am
a bit hungry"
~ don't wonder" her father an
swered. when you've eaten just
turn in and get sleep. Pm going out
to watch the ocean and smoke cigar.
The smoke won't do him any good in
here"
And he stepped out. eager to renew
! his search for the mysterious visitor
! who had eluded him so successfully.
? "a nice mess you've got yourself in
. to, Henry Cornish!" he muttered to
, himself. But you've started this
thing and you're going to see 1t
Ehrough!"