Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-07-11

mind what his name was then-til Hargreave
came into the fold So sure of her was I
that / used her as lure to bring him to us.
She fell in love with him, but too late to warn
him. had the satisfaction of seeing him
cast her aside, curse her, and leave her. In
one thing she fooled us all. l never knew Of
the child till you told me-"
He paused to light a cigaret.
Hargreave was madly in love with her.
He cursed her, but he came back to the house
to forgive her, to find that she had been seized
by the secret police and entombed in the
fortress. l had my revenge. 1t was who
sent in the information, practically bogus.
But in Russia they never question; they act
and forget. So he had a daughter!"
He began pacing the floor, his hands be-
hind his back; and the woman watched him,
oscillating between love and fear. He came
to halt abruptly and looked down at her.
Don't worry. You have no rival. I'll
leave the daughter to, your tender mercies.
The butler" she said, "has full powers
of attorney to act for Hargreave while alb
sent, up to the day the girl becomes of legal
age"
I'll keep an eye on our friend Jones.
From now on, day and night, there will be
a cat at the knothole and ware mouse Could
you make up anything like this grl?" sud-
denly.
"a fair likeness"
Do it. Go to that ship which picked up
the man at sea and quiz the captain. Either
the aviator or Hargreave is alive. 1t is i'm
portant to learn which at once Be very care
full; play the game as only you know how to
play it. And If Hargreave is alive we win.
Tomorrow morning, early. Tears of anguish,
and all that. Sailors are easy when a woman
weeps. No color, rememDer just the yellow
wig and the salient features Now by-by!"
Aren't you going to kiss me, Leo?"
He caught her hands. "There is a species
of Deilah about you, Olga. kiss tonight
from your lips would snip my locks and I
need clear head. Whether we fail or win,
when this game is played you shall be my
wife" He kissed the hands and strode out
into the hall
The woman gazed down at her small white
hands and smiled tendsrly. CThe tigress has
her tender moments y He meant it!
She went into her dressing room and for
an hour or more worked over her face and
hair, till she was certain that If the captain
OF the ship described her to any one else he
could not fail to give a fair description Of
Florence Hargreave.
But Norton reached the captain first Other
reporters had besieged him, but they had sue
ceeded in gathering the vaguest kind of in
formation. They had no description of Har-
greave, while Norton had. Before going down
to the boat, however, he had delved into the
past of the Princess Olga Perigoff. 1t cost
him pocketfu of money but the end justified
the means. The princess had no past worth
mentioning. By piecing this and that together
he became assured that she had told the SIM
pie truth regarding the relationship to Flor
ence's mother. A cablegrar had given him
all the facts in her history; there were no
gaps or discrepancies. 1t read clear and frank.
Trust Russian secret agent to know what
he was talking about.
So Norton's suspicions-and he had enter
tanned some-were completely luled to sleep.
And he wouldn't have doubted her at all ex-