The Washington times., 1914-10-04
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( There's the police boat. you TOOL.
, Jump" voice called to Florence.
She flung herself into the water with
out the slightest hesitation.
All this came about something alter
this fashion. When Norton arrived al
the foot of Corey street boatman m
formed him that young woman OF his
description had gotten into fast motor
boat and had gone down the river.
Was there any struggle?
Struggle? None that | could see
She didn't make no fuss about going.
Have you a launch
Yes. but the other boat has half ar
hours start, and I'd never catch her 1T
a thousand years. But there's hydro,
plane a little above here. You mSn'
! interest the feller that runs it.
Thanks"
But the aviator would not listen.
A life may hang in the balance
man. eXpostulated Norton, longing 10
pommel the stubborn man.
What proof have / of that"
Norton showed his card and badge
oh. l see." jeered the aviator. a
little newspaper stunt in which | am TO
be the goat. II can't be done. Mr Nor
ton: it can't be done
"A hundred dollars
Not for five hundred and the avi-
ator callously turned away toward the
young woman with whom he had been
Conversing prior to Norton's approach.
Inc TWO walked q dozen SdTuS ave os'
Norton had not served twelve years
as a metropolitan newspaper man Tor
nothing He approached the mechanics
who were puttering about the machine
How about twenty apiece ne
began.
ror what" the men asked.
For sending that paddle around
few times
Get up into that seat, but don't touch
any of those levers" one OF them
warned. Twenty is twenty. Jack. and
the boss is a sorehead today anyhow.
Give her 4 shove for the fun OF II.
1t was dumfOunded aviator who saw
his hydropane skim the "ater and a
moment later sail into the air. hesc
swift moving days a reporter OF the
first Caliber is supposed to be able 10 run
railroad engines. submarines. flying ma
chimes. conduct war: able TO shoot,
walk. run. swim. fight, think. go with
out food like a python, and live with
out water like camel Norton hah
fown many times during the last toHr
Years. At the moment he called out 70
Florence to jumr he dropped to th'' Wa
ter with all the skill of an Old-tim"r and
took her aboard And he could not use
line of this exploit tor his paper
Jones heard the bell 1t was the agent
from the Black Hundred. lie smiled
jauntily.
Well, GlI ION we W. GU! H'i'h N''u ~
last. haven't We? | want that money.
or Harireave's daughter taxes another
sea voyage. and this time she will not
jump overheard. \ million; and no
more nonsense.
Give me fifteen minutes 10 decide,
begged Jones. hoping against hope
Fifteen seconds
Then we can't do business what.
Give you a million. knowing YOU aIl to
be pack of liars? Bring Miss Florence
back and the money ir yours. We ar"
tired of fighting" AS. indeed. Jones
really was. The strain had been ter
rife for weeks.
THE money first. We don't lie any
better than you do. Fork over. You'll
have to trust us. We have no use for
the girl once we get the cash.
And you'll never touch penny of VI.
YOU blaCkguard." cried Norton from tho
doorway.
The agent turned to hold tho reporter
and the girl. He did not stop to ask
0Iostions but bolted. He never got be-
vond the door. however.
ALWAYS the small fry sighed Jones.
and II could have put my hands on
the money Id have given II TO him.
All. girl. II doesn't do any good to talk
to you. does it,"
But they told me he was dyirE
Jones shrugged.
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