Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-07-13

Lucille Opened the Window and Slipped Inside,
Her Bosom HeaOins Tumultuousty at This OPP
portunity TO Search the Suite of Hugo Lou
beque.
"And that is what you would say-woud
te?" His voice not harsh, not even indig-
nant, merely curious.
"Thats what" Thompson Strengthened,
touch of braggadocio about his very figure.
Slowly, neXorably the fingers of Hugo LOU
beque reached out and grasped the mans wrists
Slowly, inexorably, he pressed the cold metal of
the automatic into the useless palm. Slowly, in
exorably that weapon-bearing hand was lifted
lifted until it pressed against the blueing lips of
the thief, then stopped Loubeque's voice was
soft, purrng, soothing.
"Open the teeth my old friend-open them
or I'll knock them out. Put the gun inside your
mouth. It's simple-only second-then longer
trip than you've ever taken before. Don't fight
it's useless-you should know that. Surely you
won't resist and make it hard for your master.
Just thnk-if you DON'T might be called-a
murderer-while-if you follow instructions-its
-iust-suicide-"
with every syllable he rendered the wrists
of the struggling man more feeble, forced the steel
muzzle of the gun more and more harshly against
the tender gums. As he pronounced his final
judgment, the judgment he hoped would prove
that of a coroner, the muffled shot beat against
the walls of the room. Thompson writhed, then
Strengthened. Loubeque held tightly to the wrists
until rigor mortis gripped them about the weapon
He rose slowly, rubbing his hands softly to-
gether as though brushing away something Of
fensively filthy. At the door he looked back and
smiled at the silent Thing that had but moment
before been Man.
Not old Loubeque," he murmured; not
so old, after all"
CHAPTER XXXXX
Lucille Finds EaUesdroppin0 Has More Dtsdd-
vdntdges Than One
AS Lucille stood in the doorway of Loubeques
"a room, her eyes always keenly suspicious to
the slightest trife when about the man, observ-
ing that as he talked with her, his eyes were
fastened upon the gloved hand. Instantly it had
struck her strange he should wear glove in
his room. Then she caught the reflection of his
eyes and the mirror flashing in that palm,
the eyes of the man watching the curtains lead
ing to his bed chamber. They swayed slightly.
Then she made her adieus for She knew Loubeque
not alone.
In her own room she paced the floor nerv-
ously. What did it mean? Someone had entered
Loubeque's room, spying upon him, and the
surreptitious presence had been discovered. The
visitor under surveillance But who could
that visitor be; what was his motive?
Thompson--Gibson Gibson-Thompson. Her
sweetheart and the butler thief both might have
motives for such entry. That it related to the
stolen papers she had doubt. Suppose they
taken by some other just at this last mo-
ment. But the man behind the curtains had
little if any chance against Loubeque, now he had
discovered them
It was not curiosity, merely the fixed de-
termination to any and all risks before allow
ing any in the game this last day to be
outside her knowledge that made her place her
head outside the window. She heard the mocking
voice of Loubeque but dimly-still it was his
voice and surcharged with menace. But how could
she gain an entrance, how see what was trans
piring?
She quietly stepped to the fire escape Two
high and wide lodges separated her from the fire
escape outside the spy's suite. She looked down
and shuddered Black bugs bursts of vapor burst
ing in their wake; tiny mannikins walked about
below She would not dare Came remem-
brance of herself walking across vine ropes with
swapping wild beasts beneath her. She dared
them-why not again?
She dared not look down, dared not think,
dared do nothing save heave sigh of relief when
she found herself safe once more outside the
spy's window It had been easy after all. She
looked back and shuddered then stopped and
peeked within the room, strangng little ex-
preston of rage and shame Thompsons threat
to her ears. Breathlessly she watched the
struggling upon the floor. unable to under