Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-07-13

The door slapped open just as she was ex-
ploring the drawer of the table. She felt herself
seized by the wrists, uttered a cry of protest
and dismay and pleading, only to look into
strange, brutal faces, the faces of house detec-
tives and not the sardonically friendly one Of
Loubeque.
"Nipped in the acti" grated one of them, as
he dragged her toward the door. "The cabaret
dame, too! -
Protesting weeping, hysterical, Lucille
dragged to the elevator and bundled into a cab.
Unable to think, to reason, she only realized the
full extent of her calamity when the green globe
before the grim police station loomed before her
eyes, as she was roughly assisted from the cab
and taken before the uniformed sergeant behind
the desk.
She might have been unconscious little
was she actually aware of what transpiring.
Acute vet merely subconsciously so, she knew
she defended herself stoutly against the charge
of being hotel sneak-thief showing over five
thousand dollars to prove she did not need to
stoop to such work. She feverishly cited the
obvious righteousness of Hugo Loubeques maxi
ing such charge against her. In explanation
of her presence on the fire escape she had moth
ing to say. The sergeant was frankly puzzled
Obviously this girl not thief. The bril-
liant idea struck him of summoning the jeweler
from whom she claimed to have received the
money. Also the failure to produce Loul- 1ue
argued heavily against the house detectives
And all the while Lucille paced up and down
the floor, white-faced miserable, her lips moving
as she muttered over and over Again her princi,
pal worry, forgetful of the horrible mess she had
gotten herself in:
give thirty this afternoon-Ensign Howell
calls for the papers Five thirty-fve thirty--I
must be there-must -must-must-"
And the station house clock grinned wide
derision at her, it's hands pointing ironically to-
ward the hour of four.
CHAPTER XXXxX1
An Ensign Feels His Dignity Offended.
IT lacked but fifteen minutes to five before she
found herself upon the street with the jeweer
who had rushed to her assistance and, after
a,,-ffL h. of9o date nnftv
had arranged her release personally agreeing to
produce her when desired On the sidewalk he
told her that only his knowledge of her parent
age, her possession of the necklace and her
speaking to him before of the stolen papers
abled him to believe her story
"If you know Loubeque has the papers, he
demanded triumphant cncher to his ex-
ordium, "why don't you call on policeman to
protect you and to rescue them"'
Lucille smiled family at his commonplace
advice, realizing the absolute impossiblity of i'm
pressing anyone with the power of her enemy.
And she must hurry to the mysterious house
where Ensign Howell to call at five thirty.
Even she thanked her friend, bidding him
goodbye at the door of the motor car, coughing
impatiently for the passenger who had sum-
moned it, she noticed a policeman Importantly
swinging his club, sole symbol of authority, and
thought of the slim chance he would have
against a spy who might swing rulers to work
out his ends. No. the little jeweler could never
be made to understand.
Hurriedly she searched the streets for the
ing mattered to her now. She did not care what
happened to her. She cat-a tiger cat
more savage than any she had encountered in
the jungle, for they had failed and she would
not fail in this, her last attempt against the in
ternationa spy.
She had ten minutes leeway before the En-
sign was due to call, ample opportunity if sne
had not forgotten any details of the message.
The house was vacant just as she had thought it
would be, for Loubeque would never trust him
self for long time to the place that had once
been raided. 1t would suffice for this short bit of
business-that ALL
She let herself easily by the door, the
smashed lock of the raiding party never having
been replaced. Swiftly she rushed through the
familiar rooms, the sliding rooms that held so
many horrible menacing thoughts for her. With
lightning fingers she examined sliding panels,
moving picture frames. In the desk drawer of the
spy she found a medium sized automatic, the
silencer still fastened on it, She shed tear,
she moved to the basement, for the gallant cap
tain of the liner who had lost his life through
one of these weapons while endeavoring to assist
her.
In the basement, as she expected, she came
upon the system of levers that controlled the
intricate machinery of the household Plainly
marked they all were also the speed and velocity
with which the work might be done indi-
Gated by simple system of buttons. Lucille
tested several, finding they answered readily to
her touch, when she was interrupted by the
changing of the bell.
The last act in the play about to be be-
gun Ensign Howell was at the door, unless the
spy had detected her trick in tampering with the
message of the carrier pigeon. All the weeks, the
months of peril and privation things for
gotten things that became nothing against
the work before her now. Steadily she ascended
the stairs.
Her right hand, which had been casped the
revolver concealed beneath her coat, unclasped
and sigh of obvious relief from her lips
she opened the door to greet young Ensign
in uniform. She did not quite know what she
would have done had it been Loubeque.
"Ensign Howell?" she murmured, flushing
prettily at the admiration and astonishment on
the officers face at being greeted by such Wis
ion. 81 very sorry" she murmured hurriedly
as he started to enter "but Mr.. Loubeque was
obliged to leave hurriedy. He left word that he
would surely be at any place convenient after
eight forty-fve."
"Any place convenient" The officers tones
were more of surprise than vexation.
"That is" she hesitated where it would be
convenient for cutter or boat of sort to
take him to the Terror. That matter is of such
Importance he does not care--that is"
The young man Strengthened himself, his face
wearing expression of wounded dignity. Lucille
heaved sigh of relief.
"That is quite Mr.. Loubeque's privilege" he
snapped. 81 shall write the address a card
where the cutter will lie there can be no
further mistake"
Lucille accepted the card negligently, hold
inc her ewes ayerted that he might not read the