The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1914-12-31

! the oath lifted his cigar. came QUICK
upheaval in the throng. The spy smil-
ed 10 himself, then moved toward the
plank. He looked down upon the crowd
of men surrounding the slip of a girl.
surrounding her so closely she was hid
den from sight The policemen were
! fighting their way to the ship. Came a
scream i'll a wcnan'S voice. LoubeQue
bent forward, his knuckIes showing a
blue whiteness from the ferceness of
his grip upon the liners rail.
"Help. help! Cap
! The officers whirled in the direction
of the girls voice. The crowd of men
/ damned closer. resisting. without the
appearance of resistance. the shoulders
of the law. Froa- outside the jam
darted woman clad in deep mourn
ing. Easily the throng of men gave
| way before her. Her arms We're about
the neck OF the girl who had screamed,
snlothering her lips with kisses.
MY poor, dear sister, she sobbed
uncontroIlably, her arms about LII
Giles waist, bearing her through the
crowd of men.
The captain stood at Loubeque's ell
! bow, his face troubled. The policemen
| fought their way to the center Of the
| group to find no woman there. Their
leader, Il sergeant, stepped toward the
captain.
You sent wireless, sir, regarding a
young woman
The captain turned to Loubeque, his
eyes threatening.
hn hn l,o
| become Of
Hugo Loubeque lazily pointed his
cigar toward a black. high powered
| motorcar leaping out into the city's
street.
'"The insane grip he smiled 81 be
lieye saw her step into that machine
captain
The sergeant waited curiously.
Knowing there was something between
the two men. seeming the atmosphere
Of hatred, he waited.
'No use now, sergeant" sighed
Lucille's friend.
| Something told Lucille as she stood
at the ships rail that trouble awaited
her once her feet were set upon the
wharf. And her hand closed about
| the diary hidden in the bosom of her
dress, the diary Size had read so many
| times she knew it we'll nigh by heart
| the diary with it's tale OF gigantic
power and unscrupulousness in the &C
complishment of one purpose, the de
struction of her father. What chance
did the honest, simple minded captain
have, What chance did the officers of
a mere municipality have when the,
opposed themselves to one VINO over
threw nations and their rulers by tic
lifting OF his hand?
Her steps were laggard as she march
ed down the plank. Almost imme
! dlately she felt pressing forward in
the fore ranks Of the crowd. pressno
forward that tended in her direction
She looked about her and found a
mans face staring into hers from ev-
cry direction. There was no enmit1
on those faces. They We're not brutal
not even evil. But there was a fixed
! purposefu lness about them, grim re
gard Of her that told her instinctively
they were tie ninions OF Hugo Lou
| beque. Yet not Il hand was laid upon
! her, not voice lifted. She tried to
force her way forward, but a steady
resistance met Der. Then Just rs a
heavily yelled woman pressed toward
her. with eyes that glittered menace
matching poorly the affectiuna1e pos,
OF her form, Lucille lifted her voice
only to have her appeal smothered BY
the fierce embrace Of the woman who
continually referred to Lucille us he,
poor sister
She did not know how it was work
ed, but the crowet of men opened read
| lily for the escort and herself-not on;y
opened, bat assisted them alon. theil
way. The door Of 4 great limousine
stood open before her Swiftly she
was hustled into the car, and before
her companion had closed the door the
car shot forward, gaining speed with
every rod
The futility of further resistance
! made her sink back against the cush
IONS, sick with apprehension of what
t was to come, dull apathy gradually
closing about her and soothing her
tired eyes. After all, she had known
that Hugo Loubeque would be able to
do as he said
The car leape. like Il living thing
through the streets Of the city and
then doubled upon its tracks so that
she might have 80 chance to place Ger
tain sites and gain some idea thereby
what her ultimate destination was
Lucille studied her captor from unde,
cover of her heavy lashes. She could
| see but little Of the face for the heavy
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