Arizona republican., 1914-09-18

sufficient means to do as she pleased and be per fectly safe from any danger?
 But was she safe from any dancer? Had she not been in danger before-ves, on the train. And the reason because Thompson knew she held the ruby necklace. Thompson was one to bn feared and respected. He had well nigh proven himself able to cope with the mighty Loubeque himself. ...
 She unlocked the door very softly and slipped down the sestbuled aisle. She had reasoned out the answer. Thompson had escaped Loubeque and, foed in his attempt to gain the necklace, still one of the pursuit.
 Swiftly she stepped down the aisle. through car after until she halted abruptly and moved back again. For. dozng against pillow in the tourist car, long gash over his eye rem derng him bit yillainous looking was the but ler-thief.
 Lucille sought her compartment, her brain awhirl. It a three cornered fight now. Loubeque to retain the papers and to protect her in her wealth; Thompson to gain the ruby neck lace and revenge himself upon his master. But she-Lucille only sought the papers. Nothing else counted against that And Loubeque held the papers,
 Let the three cornered fight go on. All the parties to it save herself had double motives. She wanted but the papers that would lead to the fulillment of her hearts desire Nothing could divert her from that And she close to them-so close-so close that she must win.
 CHAPTER XXXXVI
 Lucille Indmlges Feminine Instinct. [ UCILLE thrilled with inexpressible delight A when she found herself once more in San Francisco Somehow, it seemed harbinger of good that she should come back to the place where last she had her sweetheart. She imagined him rowing the city, using every means in his power to find her. She knew he had read aright the message she shot him from the win dow of Louoeque's mysterious house, that he ha led the assault upon that house, and that not even the secret exit made by the occupants could divert him from his purpose of finding her. All at that thought she fought against the natural instinct to hunt him up and rely upon him. She had far better chance than he with Loubeque. She only caught herself hoping that the international spy would return to his home
 She knew the hope foolish it immed- lately turned out to be. Not for the cunning brain of such as the spy to go back to place from which he had been driven and which he had every reason to believe would be under surveillance Instead of doing this he promptly took motor to the St. Francis. relying upon the very audacity of his move to protect him.
 Lucille followed him quietly, almost meekly. They had but little to say to each other. Both knew the others thoughts too well to waste time in words; both knew the others relentlessness of purpose. And, more than anything and every thing else. both knew that the fight between them must be settled very shortly, that any move must be made quickly
 Lucille slipped out of the hotel her second day, undecided as to what to do and caring little to plan or plot. Before this opportunities had pre- sented themselves. Providental opportunities which no could have foreseen. Only at such times had she been enabled to make satisfac- tory move. And she felt con.inced that the very justice of her would permit her to win when the last hands dealt in this strange game And always there was Thompson to be reckoned with.
 Thompson was the man who had been capa- be enough to be the right hand Of Hugo Lou beque: Thompson was the one who, when he turned against his former master, was the one who excited such alarm in the spy that he took the most elaborate precautions against him; Thompson was the man upon whom she con- vinced herself with feminine intuition she must depend. Thompson would lay open a way. And the hate of Thompson would turn itself against the hate of Loubeque and then her great Love would have it's innings
 Somehow this utterly illogical, unreasonable viewpoint upon the situation buoyed her hopes to such extent that she went out the great doors of the hotel, fairly beaming with satisfac- ton. And in this mood, for the first time since leaving Manila abruptly in the aeroplane of Harley her thought turned from the sweetheart she felt in the city to the thought of meet ing him. And simultaneously with this thought dismayed alarm.
 She stopped short the song upon her lips frozen there as she looked down at herself. For the first time in months idea recurred to her, an idea that seemed to have formed major portion of her ideas in life before that time clothes.
 Clothes She fairly blushed as she looked upon the beautiful dressed upon the street. Clothes! Why, she looked a perfect rag amuffn. She became frightfully self-conscious, ascribing the gances of admiration bestowed upon her from pedestrians to her shabbiness. Uncon- sciously her hands sought the precious necklace. She shuddered and drew into areaway. Sup pose she should meet Lieutenant Gibson here. Would he not be bit ashamed of her?
 She speeded swiftly and furtvely down the street Self-reliance had become part of her from her experiences but the thought of obtain ing money was something that appalled, her. She had never known anything of money in her life. Things had always seemed to just to her without the necessity for worrying
 Resolutely she bit her lips and forced her way through the doors of jewery establish ment fighting her resolution to the point of ap- preaching the bespectacled important looking behind the counter. Somehow. she could not repress faint smile at sight of the gittering baubles temptingly outlined beneath the glass. She found her amusement intensified by the obvious lack of impression she made upon the salesman as he looked her over.
 As he bent forward politely, questioning her to her pleasure. her hand sought the necklace and brought it forth, laying it quietly upon the counter
 "I wished to sell,' she murmured bashfully
 The salesman stared from her to the neck. lace, his eyes growing wider and wider with be wilderment he looked upon such stones as he had never seen before in his life.
 "The proprietor" he muttered