The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-06-09
Gordon Craig Soldier of Fortune ------by Randall Parrish
Soldier of Fortune
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 @6pen the door and show him in, Pe- terE. and remain where you are within can"
 T entered and found myself upon a plain. uncarpeted deck. the white walls nnd ceiling undec0rated. On one side was double tier of berths, lockeis were between the ports, and heavy curtains draped the two windows aft Opposite the berths was an arm rack conta1ulng variety of weapons, and the only floor covering WAS a small rug beneath desk near the center of the Rpartrnent This latter was litter- cd with papers, among them a map or tyzos ca which courses had been prick cd Beyond these all the room con &ained was small bookcase, crowded with volumes, and few chairs only one uphcRstsrsd- The only person present occupied this, and was seated 1t the desk, watching me, a cigarette smoking between his fingers. It was the olive hued man of the cellar, the one had picked as leader. and his Nsefh gleMrned white in an effort to smile Tn spite of his skin and dark eyes, could not guess at his gationl nllky, but felt am 1nstibctive dislike to AEm, more deeply rooted than before. now LRDE | CCmpE6De0QeO now COD1- pletely was in his power.
 Take a seat, Craig he said, speak ing with faint accent barely percep- tlDse The second chair will be found the more omfortable- Now we can falk eaKEly. May I offer you cigar char
 I accepted 1t more to exhibit my own coolness than from any desire to smoke, but without other response 'I rust you have been fairly com fOrtabse since coming. on board the Sea Gul1.''
 .sAs much so as a prisoner could naturally expect to be- I replied in diRerently- This vessel, then, is the Sea Gull9v
 At present-yes- The name is i'm material, go long as it sounds well and conforms to the manifest. However, sust now the register reads Sea Gull, Henley, master; 850s tons, schooner dEged yacht
 You are under steamF''
 xactly-auxfliary steam power.' @In what trader
 ssOperated for pleasure exclusively, ? a slight tone of mockery in the soft voice "A rather expensive luxury, of course, but available all the year around in this latitude
 s1 failed to catch the captains name-yours, presumeg P
 He laughed, pausing to light anoth- CT cigarette.
 s-Sill. it is one you seem fairly ia, miliar witb-Hen1ey, Philip Henley.'' This statement of his identity, spok en calmly and smi1ingly, was a sur prise.
 -You see, Craig he continued quiet ", apparently eomprehending my state of mind, styour little game is up Mot n bad plan or1gina1ly some thing of a criminal genius that fellow Neale but he failed to count on the fact that I was very much alive and fully capable of attending to my own af fairs By the way, what part did the girl play Inn this little conspiracy Merely a friend of yours who came dEong for company
 @Certafnly not.' replied indignant lE- Have you seen her ?''
 Not yet I preferred coming to ar understanding with you drst.''
 A condition you may not find as easy as you anticipate I retorted angered at his cool insolence. '1f you are Philip Henley then the lady yoI are holding prisoner is your wife
 He laughed leaning back again fl his chair
 ssWeII, hardly Permit me to state my dear sir. that I possess no sucl encumbrance-s
 ".It happens" I contended coldly s.that have seen the marriage certif cate''
 'sOh, you haveI As much forger! as some of these other precious docu ments- You will certainly grant tha ought to know whether am married or not-''
 -I made no assertion relative tl that'
 'sWhat did you assertgN
 That Philip Henley was marie, and that his wife or widow, as tn case may be. is the lady who accompa nfed me to CarrolIton,'