The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1915-03-06

-on my recommendation you tool
him." Lanstron said.
Yes. on yours. Lanny. on friends
You"-she put a cold emphasis on the
word-''you wanted him here for your
plans. And why? You haven't an
swered that yet. What purpose OF the
war game does he serve in our gar
den?"
His look pleaded for patience. while
he tried to smile. which was rather dif-
fcult in face Of her attitude.
Not altogether In the garden; part
ly in the tower" he replied. You are
to be in the whole secret and in such
way as to make my temptation clear.
hope. First. think you ought to sec
the setting. Let US go in
1mpelled by a curiosity that Ian
stron's manner accentuated. she en-
tered the room. Apparently Lanstron
was familiar with the premises. Pass
ing through the sitting-room into the
room adjoining. where Feller stored
his tools, he opened a door that gave
on TO the circular stone steps leading
down into the dungeon tunnel
Il think we had better have light,
he said. and when he had fetched one
from the bedchamber he descended the
steps. asking her to follow.
They we're in a passage six feet IN
height and about three feet broad.
which seemed to lead on indefinitely
into clammy darkness. The dewy walls
sparkled in fantastic and ghostly
iridescence under the rays from the
lantern. The dank air lay moist against
their faces
This is far enough. He paused
and raised the lantern. With its light
full in her face, she blinked There.
at the height of your Chin"
She noted a metal button painted
gray, set at the side of one OF the
stones of the wall, which looked IN
real. She struck the stone with her
knuckles and it gave out the sound OF
hollow wood, which was followed, as
an echo. by little laugh from Lam
stron. Pressing the button, a panel
door flew open. revealing telephone
mouthpiece and receiver set in the
recess.
Like a detective play" were the
first words that eprang to her lips.
"Well?" AS she faced around her
eyes glittered in the lantern rays.
We'll. have you any other little tricks
to show me? Are you sle!ght-of-hand
artist, too. Lanny? Are you going to
take machine gun out OF your hat?"
That is the whole bag" he an
it than have it described to you"
Having seen it, let us go!" she said.
in a manner that implied further reck-
oning to come.
IF out OF a thousand possible
sources one source succeeds, then the
cost and pains of the other nine hun
dred and ninety nine are more than re-
paid he was saying urgently, the sol
dier uppermost in him. Some of the
best service we have had has been abb
surd in its simplicity and its audacity.
In time of war more than one battle
has been decided by thing that was
trifie in itself. No matter what your
preparation. you can never remove the
element of chance An hour gained in
information about your enemy's plans
may turn the tide in your favor. A
Chinese peasant spy, because he hap
pened to be intoxicated. was able to
give the Japanese warning In time for
Kuroki to make full dispositions for
receiving the Russian attack In force
at the Sha-ho. There are many other
incidents of like nature in history. So
is is my duty to neglect no possible
method, however absurd"
BY this time he was at the head OF
the steps. Standing to one side, he Of
fered his hand to assist Marta. But
she seemed not to see 1t. Her aspect
was that of downright antagonism.
However absurd. Yes. 1t is absurd
to think that you can make me party
to any of your plans. for" She broke
of abruptly with staring eyes. as II she
had seen an apparition.
Lanstron turned and through the
door of the toolroom saw Feller enter
ing the sitting-room. He was not the
bent, deferential gardener. His fea-
lures were hard-set, a fighting rage
burning in his eyes, his sinews taut
as il about to spring upon an adver-
sary. When he recognized the in
truders he turned limp. his head
dropped, hiding his face with his hat
brim. and he steadied himself by rest
ing hand on the table edge.