The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1914-09-30

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You we're born in st. Petersburg,
my dear. Have the embassy there ook
up the birth registers"
That would not put me into posses
sion. Nothing but the return of my
father will avail me. And there's a hor-
rible thought always Of my not being
his real daughter"
There's no doubt in my mind. I
have only to recall Katrina's face to
know whose child you are. But what
will you live on?" Here was a far
greater mixup than she had calculated
upon. Surprising after all it was only
a resemblance, that the child was not
Hargreave's, a substitute just to blind
the Black Hundred? To keep them
away from the true daughter? Her
mind grew bewildered over such pos
sibilities. The single and only way to
settle all doubts was to make this
child a prisoner. If she was Har-
greaves true daughter he would come
out of his hiding.
She heard Florence answering her
question: There is a sum Of ten or
twelve thousand in the Riverdale bank,
under the control of my fathers but
Ter. After that is gone, l don't know
what will happen to US, Susan and
me-"
THE door of Miss Farlow's will al
ways be open to you, Florence" re-
piled Susan, with love in her eyes.
This interesting conversation was
interrupted by the advent Of Norton.
He was always dropping in during the
late afternoon hours. Florence liked
him for two reasons. One was that
Jones trusted him to a certain extent
| and the other was that . that
| she liked him. She finished this SEN
tence in her heart defiantly.
Today he brought her a box of beau
tiful roses, and at the sight Of them
the princess smiled family. Set the
wind in that quarter? She could have
laughed. Here was her revenge against
this meddler who took no particular
notice of her while Florence was in
the room. She would encourage him,
poor grubbing newspaper writer, with
his beggarly pittance! What chance
had he of marrying this girl with mil
lions within reach Of her hand?
The peculiar thing about this was
that Norton was entertaining the same
thought at the same time: what earth
ly chance had he:
In the second story window Of the
house over the way there was a wor-
ried man. But when his glasses
brought in range the true contents of
the box he laughed sardonically.
This watching is getting my goat.
I smell a rat every time l see a
shadow" He wiped the lenses Of his
opera glasses and proceeded to roll a
cigarette.
When the princess and Norton went
away Jones stole quietly up to Flor
ence's room and threw up the curtain.
Two round points Of light flashed from
the watchers window, but the saturn
inc smile on Jones lips was not OBJ
served. He went to the door, opened
it cautiously, a hand to his ear. Theu
he closed the door, turned back the
rug and removed a section of the floor
ing. Out Of this cavity he raised a box.
There was lettering on the lid; in fact,
the name Of its owner, Stanley Har-
greave. Jones replaced the flooring,
tucked the box under his arm and
made his exit.
The man l~ounging in the shadow
heard a faint whistle. It was the sig
nal agreed upon. The man FELTON, ran
across the street and boldly rang the
bell. 1t was only then that Florence
missed the ever present butler. She
hesitated. then sent Susan to the door.
II must see Mr.. Jones upon vitality
important business" '.
"He has gone out" said Susan, and
very sensibly closed the door before
Felton's foot succeeded in getting in
side.
1t was time to act. He ran around
to the rear. The ladder convinced him
that Jones had tricked him. He was
wild with rage. He was over the wall
in an instant. Away down the back
street his eye discovered his man in
full flight. He gave chase. AS he
came to the first corner ne was nearly
knocked over by a man coming the
other way.
"Who are you humping into?"
growled FELTON,.
mot SO fast, Felton,"
who the devil are you?"
The stranger made a sign which Eel
ton instantly recognized.
Quick! What has happened?"
Jones has the million and is max
ing his getaway. See him hiking to-
ward the water 'front.'"
The two men began to run.
There followed a thrilling chase.
Jones engaged a motorboat and it was
speeding seward when the two pur-
suers arrived. They were not laggard.
There was another boat and they made
for it.
"a hundred if you overtake that
boat" said Felton's strange companion.
FELTON, eyed him thoughtfully. There
was something familiar about that
voice. .
Great plumes of water shot up into
the air. 1t did not prove a short ace