The leader-enterprise. [volume] (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1912-1915, 1914-12-14

ing come around I'll ADVISE you. - w
stumbled upon dissatisfied member.
So, buck up, as they say. We've got
two ends of the net down, and with
little care we'll have them all. Now
let me have hundred"
Norton drew out packet of bills
and counted off five twenties.
'Why don't you draw the cash your
self"
"It happens to be in your name,
son."
Il forgot" said Norton. But what
a chance for me! Nearly five thou
sand, all mine for a ticket to Algiers!"
A grunt was the only reply.
Il want you to tell me about the
Perigoff woman.
Il know only one thing-that Braine
is there every night"
.No!"
"The orders are for you to play the
game just as you are playing it. When
we strike, it must be the last blow.
All this hide-and-seek business may
look foolish to you. It's like that Jap
anese game called 90 1t looks sim
pie, but chess is a tyro's game be-
side it. Can you find your way back
all right?"
81 can
well, you'd better be going That's
all the light l have, in this torch here.
Got a lot to do tomorrow and need
Sleep"
Norton stole away with great eau
ton. His first intention was to pro-
coed straight to the city, but de-
spite his resolution he found himself
within a quarter of an hour gazing
up at the windows of the Hargreave
house. mot at home!"
Quite unconscious of the fact, he
was as close to death as any mortal
man might care to be. The police
man suddenly looming up under the
arc lamp proved to be his savior.
The lull made Jones doubly alert
He was positive that they were pre-
pairing to strike again. But from what
direction and in what manner? He
had not met the gift of clairvoyance
so he had to wait; and waiting is g
terrible game when perhaps death is
balancing the scales. 1t is always
easier to make an assault than tt
await it; and it is a good general who
always finds himself prepared
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the child. She went about cheerfullJ
| when any one was in the room with
her. Many time, however he ha(
stolen to the door of her bedroom anC
heard the heart-rending sobs, vail
attempt being made to stifle then
among the pillows. She was only
eighteen; it was first love; and frs
loves are pale, evanescent attach
ments. 1t hurt now; but she would
get over it presently. Youth forgets
Time, like water, smooths away thu
ragged places.
The countess called regularly. ShC
was, of course, dreadfully sorry owe
what had happened. She had heart
something about his character; news
paper men weren't always the best
This one was a mere fortune hunter
a two faced one, at that. She wal
never more surprised in her life whel
he threw his arms around her. Ant
so on, and SO forth, half lies and hal
truths, till the patient Jones felt lik,
wringing her neck.
From his vantage point the butle,
smiled ironically. He could read thu
heart of this Perigoff woman as HI
could read the page of a book. Tit
efrontery! And all the while h
must gravely admit her and pretenC
when the blood rioted in his veins a
the sight of her. But he dared no
swerve a single inch from the plan.
laid down. 1t was cup of bitter gall
and there was no way Of avoiding thu
putting of it to his lips. She ema
mated poison as nightshade emanate'
it, the upas tree. And he must bow
when she entered and bow when sht
left! Still, she had done him an in
direct favor in breaking up this low,
business.
One afternoon Braine summoned hi
runabout and called up two physicians
When he was ushered into the desert