The leader-enterprise. [volume] (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1912-1915, 1914-11-20
CHAPTER VI.

"Range!" he snarled. MY girl,
haven't l just told you that had to
fight for my life? My boat was in
flames. We had to swim for it till
we were picked up by Long Island
barge tug don't know what became
OF the motorman. He must have
headed straight for shore. And I'm
glad he did. Otherwise he'd be howl
ing for the price of another boat
Olga, for the first time I've had to
let one of the boys have look at
my face. Doesn't know the name;
but one of these days he'll stumble
across it, and the result will be black
mail, unless / push him off into the
dark. 1t was accidental"
The countess leaned forward, her
hands tightly clinched.
But the box!"
Braine made gesture Of despair.
Leo, are you using any drug these
days?''
Don't make fun Of me, Olga" i'm
patiently. Did you ever see me drink
more than a pint of wine or smoke
more than two cigars in an evening?
Poor fools! What! let my brain go
into the wastebasket for the sake of
an hour or SO of exhilaration? No,
and never will /! "rm"keen about the
gray matter I've got, and~by the Lord
Harry, I'm going to keep it. There's
only one dope fiend in the Hundred,
and he's one of the best decoys we
have; so we let him have his coke
whenever he really needs it. But this
man FELTON, has seen my face. Some
day he'll see 1t again, ask questions,
and then
Then what?"
"a burial at sea- he laughed. The
laughter died swiftly as it came,
Threw 1t into eight hundred feet Of
water, on a bar where the sands are
always shifting. He'll never find it,
even If he took the range. He could
not have got a decent one. The sun
was dropping and the shadows were
long. He threw the chest into the
water and then began pegging away
at US, cool as you please, and fired
our tank"
1T looks to me as If he had wasted
his time"
THAT depends. Between you and
me and the gatepost, I've sneaking
idea that this man Jones, whom no.
body has given any particular atten-
ton, is deep, clever man. He may
have been honestly attempting to find
n new hiding place; the advertisement
In the newspaper may have drawn
him. He may have thrown the box
over in pure rage at seeing himself
checkmated Again, the whole thing
may have been worked up for our
benefit, a blind. But if that's the
case, Jones has US on the hip, for we
can't tell. But we can do what in all
probability he expects We'll cease to
do-watch him just as shrewdly as
before
Olga caught his hand and drew him
down beside her. II wasn't going to
bother you tonight, but it may mean
something vital"
"What?" alertly.
For reply she rose and walked over
to the light button. She pressed it
and the apartment became dark.
Come over to the window, quick!"
She dragged him across the room.
over the way, the house with the
marble frontage"
A man emerged lit a cigarette, and
walked leisurely down the street.
mol" she cried, as Blaine turned
to make for the door. doubtless with
the intention of finding out who this
man was. Every night after you
leave he appears"
Does he follow me?"
mo. And that's what bothered mo
at first. / believed he was watching
some apartment above. But regularly
when l turn out the lights he comes
forth. So there's no doubt that he
watches you enter and takes note of
your departure"
BUT doesn't follow me- That's odd.
What the devil is his idea?"
Id give good deal to learn"
Inc shadow and the glowing cigar
cite disappeared around the corner
and the lights in the apartment were
turned on again
hes gone You really think he's
watching me?"
he is watching this apartment. I
know that much"
And even at that moment the watch.
er was watching from his vantage be.
hind the corner.
suspicious" he murmured, tossing
the cigarette into the gutter. Tbev're
watching me for change. I'll drop
cut. know what l know. It's great
world. It's fine to be alive and kicking
ON top of it." He went ON without
haste and took the subway train for
downtown.
is there any way / could get near
ham? asked Brafne., -