Arizona republican., 1914-07-03

There was sudden fame of malice in his heart,
only cold, deadly purpose. Anything and every
thing that stood in his way must be swept aside
or crushed-that all.
Aloof from the excited passengers and Of
hcers who had been brought to the deck by the
thunder of the aeroplane's motor he watched
Cheers rose at the mastery manipulation of the
plane Then the avator's purpose of landing on the
liners deck became clear. 1t seemed impossible
yet so big feat it that already bets were
being made on the success of the attempt. The
air-man was circling now, looking down through
his powerful glasses to gauge the distance Hugo
Loubeque stood motioness. mpassive imper-
turbed The explosions of the motor died out so
abruptly as to make the succeeding silence fairly
thunderous in its contrast Then the plane swoop-
ed down toward the deck, nose-on righted itself
and glided TO o perfect landing.
Lucille separated herself quickly from the pas
sensers. She was beginning to think again, to
realize what task lay before her. The orders
and papers of her father upon the boat but
who carried them she did not know Of all these
hundreds anyone might be the thief 1t had
seemed SO simple before that the contrast be-
tween the resolve and its execution appalled, her.
Harley interrupted her mood of black depression,
taking her hand and wishing her luck
Everything is arranged with the Captain"
he reported. And, Miss Love-" he added earnestly
81 don't know what there is to be done but you
cannot help succeeding when you start with such
spirit
The encouragement filmed her eyes. binding
out the sight of the aviator be started his
CINE once more and. with one short glide, to-
ward the element he loved Only the drumming of
the motor came back to her and its monotone
seemed to shape itself into words. words of cheer
and hope Yes, she must win. She could not lose.
Her slender figure Strengthened as she turned
from the rail- her head uplfted itself courage
ously, almost defantly.
The sound of her own name. repeated twice
in hoarse whisper of ncredulity brought her
out of her abstraction. She looked wond erngly
at the man who had called her by name amazed
at the emotions twitching his powerful face
frightened at the expression in his luminous eyes,
eyes that stared at her though she were a
ghost.
Hugo Loubeque mastered himself with an eff
fort. He had never seen the Generals daughter
before this girl with the face and form of her
mother. and this apparent resurrection of what
had been living memory so long had stunned
him out of his usual composure. 1t irritated him
that his senses should be tricked. that he should
lose control of himself under any circumstance
and he drew aside quickly.
Il beg your pardon" he murmured as she
passed him. Il thought I recognized" He stop
ped abruptly. amazed at the expression of de-
light and craft, and JOY and guile which mingled
on her face she stopped and stared into his
face And in the clash of eyes the man knew
that this slip of a girl recognized him for her
enemy. the man she would be obliged to battle
with; knew it just as he knew the purpose urg-
ing her whit less strong than his own.
Lucille stared after his retreating figure, her
lips parted. her eyes twin stars for the hope
that had been kindled there.
1.-The voice On the telephone she whispered
over and over to herself.
And her eyes turned toward the land, the
land where her sweetheart was: her eyes turned
shorewards her heart flashed messages
of hope to him.