Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-09-18

L.L ' - Z|2l } ; war game does he serve in our gar den?"
 His look pleaded for patience, while he tried to smile, which was rather diff ticult in face of her attitude.
 Not altogether in the garden: part ly in the tower.' he replied. You are to be in the whole secret and in such a way as to make my temptation clear, hope First, think you ought to see the setting. Let us go in"
 lmpelled by curiosity that Lam stron's manner accentuated, she en- tered the room. Apparently Lanstron was familiar with the premises. Pass ing through the sitting-room into the his tools, he opened a door that gave on to the circular stone steps leading down into the dungeon tunnel.
 "I think we had better have q light" he said, and when he had fetched one from the bedchamber he descended the steps, asking her to follow.
 They were in a passage six feet in height and about three feet broad, which seemed to lead on indefinitely into clammy darkness. The dewy walls sparkled in fantastic and ghostly iridescence under the rays from the lantern. The dank air lay moist against their faces.
 This is far enough He paused and raised the lantern. With its light full in her face, she blinked There, at the height of your chin!'
 She noted a metal button painted gray, set at the side of one of the stones of the wall, which looked un- real She struck the stone with her knuckles and it gave out the sound of hollow wood. which was followed, as an echo, by a little laugh from Lan- stron. Pressing the button. panel door flew open, revealing a telephone mouthpieee and receiver set ill the recess.
 Like detective play!" were the first words that sDrang to her lips. eyes glittered in the lantern rays. Well. have you any other little tricks to show me? Are you sleight-of-hand artist, too, Lanny? Are you going to take machine gun out of your hat ?'
 That is the whole bag he an swered. I thought you'd rather see it than have it described to you"
 Having seen it, let us go!" she said, in manner that implied further reck- oning to come.
 If out of thousand possible sources one source succeeds, then the cost and pains of the other nine hun dred and ninety-nine are more than re- paid," he was saying urgently, the sol dier uppermost in him. Some of the best service we have had has been ab- surd in it's simplicity and it's audacity. In time of war more than one battle has been decided by a thing that was a trihe in itself. No matter what your preparation, you can never remove the element of chance. An hour gained in information about your enemy's plans may turn the tide in your favor. A Chinese peasant spy, because he hap pened to be intoxicated was able to give the Japanese warning in time for Kuroki to make full dispositions for at the Sha-ho. There are many other incidents of like nature in history. So is is my duty to neglect no possible method, however absurd"
 By this time he was at the head of the steps. Standing to one side, he of fered his hand to assist Marta. But she seemed not to see it. Her aspect was that of downright antagonism.
 However absurd! Yes, it is absurd to think that you can make me party to any of your plans, for" She broke off abruptly with staring eyes, as if she had seen an apparition.
 Lanstron turned and through the door of the toolroom saw Teller enter ing the sitting-room. He was not the bent, deferential gardener. His fea- lures were hard-set, fighting rage burning in his eyes, his sisews taut as if about to spring upon an adver- sary. When he recognized the in truders he turned limp, his head dropped, hiding his face with his hat brim, and he steadied himself by rest ing a hand on the table edge.
 'Oh, it's you. Lanny-Colonel Lan- stron!" he exclaimed thickly. T saw that some one had come in here and naturally l was alarmed, as nobody sut myself ever enters. And Miss Gal. land!" He removed his hat delerential- ly a1id bowed; his stoop returned and the lines of his face dropped. "I was so stupid; it did not occur to me that you might be showing the tower to Colonel Lanstron."
 We are sorry to have given you a fright" said Marta very gently.
 ''Eh? Eh!" queried Teller, again deaf Fright? Oh, no, no fright. It might have been some boys from the town marauding."
 He was about to withdraw, in keep ing with his circumspect adherence to his part, which he played with ! sincerity that half-conyinced even him. self at times that he was really deaf |