The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1914-12-08

lover the spot they're exploring. But
just now It floats a quarter Of a
Imiie to the east of the spot"
who were the men in the motor
boat that chased Iones.H
"Only Jones can tell you. Queer old
codger. eh?"
"A bit stubborn. He wants to handle
1t without police assistance"
"And he's right We are not aiming
to arrest anyone" sinisterly There
'can't be any draw to this game. Here.
Ino smoking Too much gas afoat"
Norton put the cigarettes back into
his pocket. whats the real news"
he demanded. you would not bring
me out here just to rebandage that
arm. It really did not need it. Come
out with IT,"
"You'ne sharp"
I'm paid to be sharp"
i've found where the Black Hun
dred holds Its sessions"
by George. that's newsl"
~"The room above is vacant. A little
hole In the ceiling, and who knows
what might happen"
what do you want me to do?"
Tell Jones. When the next meet
A., ing come around I'll advise you. I've
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 a hundred"
Norton drew out a packet OF bills
and counted Off five twenties.
"Why don't you draw the cash your
selfY"
1T happens to be in your name.
son."
Il forgot" said Norton. But what
a chance for mel Nearly five thou
sand, all mine for a ticket to Algiersl"
A grunt was the only reply.
II want you to tell me about the
Perigoff woman"
-. Il know only one thing-that Braine
is there every night"
mol" IS
THE orders are for you to play the
game just as you are playing it. When
wo strike. 1t must be the last blow.
All this hide-and-seek business may
look foolish to you. It's like that Jap
anese game called 30. 1t looks sim
pie. but chess is a tyros game be-
side It. Can you find your way back
all right7"
Il can"
"Well, you'd better be going, That's
all the light have. in this torch here.
Got a lot to do tomorrow and need
tlleep"
Norton stole away with great eau
Ition. 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 homel"
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 walt and waiting is a
terrible game when perhaps death is
balancing the scales. 1t is always
easier to make an assault than to
await It; and 1t is a good general who
always finds himself prepared
But it made his heart ache to watch
the child She went about cheerfully
when any one was in the room with
her. Many time. however, he had
stolen to the door of her bedroom and
heard the heart-rending sobs, a vain
attempt being made to stifie them
ambng the pillows. She was only
eighteen; it was first love; and first
/. loves are pale. evanescent attacfp
ments. It hurt now; but she would
get over 1t presently. Youth forgets
Time. Hike water, smooths away the
ragged places.
The countess called regularly. She
was. OF course. dreadfully sorry over
what had happened. She had heard
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 was
never more surprised in her life when
he threw his arms around her. And
so on. and so forth. half lies and half
truths. till the patient Jones felt like
wringing her neck.
From his vantage point the butler
smiled ironically. He could read the
heart Of this Perigon woman as he
could read the page of a book. The
effronteryi And all the while he
must gravely admit her and pretend
when the blood rioted in his veins at
the sight OF her. But he dared not
swerve a single inch from the plans
laid down. It was a cup of bitter gall,
and there was no way of avoiding the
putting OF It to his lips. She ema-
mated poison as nightshade emanates
It, the upas tree. And he must bow
when she entered and bow when she