The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1915-05-15
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way Of the Russian agent. provided he
could abduct his trio without serious
~ clashing with the New York police
authorities. Il was recognized fact
that the local police force wanted the
newspaper glory which would attend
the crushing OF the Black Hundred.
It would be an exploit. But their glory
was nil; nor did Servan take his trio
back with him to Russia.
Many strange things happened that
night. Ike night Of the final adven-
ture.
Florence sat in her room reading.
The book was '.Oliver Twist" not the
pleasantest sort of book to read un-
der the existing circumstances. Sew
eral times--she had reached the place
where Fagin overheard Nancy's con-
fession-she fancied she heard doors
closing softly. but credited it to her
Imagination. Poor Nancy, who want
ed to be good but did not find time to
be! Florence possessed q habit ia
miliar to. most Of US: the need of ap-
pies or candy when we are reading.
So she rang the bell for her maid.
intending to ask her to bring up some
apples. She turned to her reading.
presently to break on and strike the
bell again. Where was that maid? She
waited perhaps 1--WE minutes, then laid
down the book and began to investi-
gate. &
There was not q servant to be found
In the entire house! What In the
world could that mean? Used as she
was to heartrending suspense, she was
none the less terrified. Something had
taken the servants from the house.
From whence was the danger to come
this time? Where was Jones? Why
did he not return as he had promised?
Il was long past the hour when he
said he would be back.
She went into the library and picked
up the telephone. She was told that
Mr.. Norton was out ON an assignment,
but that he would be notified the mo-
ment he returned. She opened a draw
er In the desk. She touched the au-
tomato, but did not take It up. She
left the drawer open, however.
Earlier, at the newspaper ONCE that
night, Jim went into the managing ed
itors once and laid a bulky manu-
script on that gentleman's desk.
rs this itf'
1T is," said Jim.
"You have captured themr'
mo; but there Is net about them
from which not one shall escape.
There's the story Of my adventures, Of
the adventures Of Miss Hargreave and
the butler, Jones. You'll find 1t ex-
citing enough. You might just as well
send 1t up to the composing room. At
midnight I'll telephone the introduce
ton. It's a scoop. Don't worry about
that"
The editor riffied the pages.
"A hundred and twelve pages. 300
words to the page; man It's novel!'
It'll read like one"
.Sit down for moment and let me
skim through the first story
At the end Of ten minutes the editor
laid down the copy. He opened draw
er and took out two envelopes. The
blue one he tore up and dropped into
the waste basket Norton understood
and smiled. They had meant to dis
charge him II he fell down. The other
envelope was fat one.
open It," said the editor, smiling a
little to himself
This envelope contained check for
$500. two round-trip first-class tickets
to Liverpool. together with innumer'
able continental tickets such az are
issued to tourists.
"Why twor' asked Jim. innocently
Forget II, my boyS forget It. You
ought to know that in this ONCE we
don't employ blind men. The whole
star Il ON. There you are. . fat check
and three months vacation. Go and
get married: and II you return before
the three months are up I'll nre you
myself On general principles."
Jim laughed happily and the two
men shook hands. Then Jim went
forth to complete the big assignment
Five minutes later Florence called him
up 70 learn that he had gone.
what should she dot Jones had
told her 10 Stay n the house and not
"a leave Il. But where was hef why
did he not GOMEZ What was the mean
Ing q this deoertion BY the servants
she wandered about aimleesly, lookinl
oot Of Window, imaglnine forms II
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