The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-07-22

operations about here. Come on. Get
| into the boat"
For some reason best known to
! himself. the naturalist seemed to have
| lost all interest in his specimens and
| to have a sudden curiosity about Del
Mars affairs. AS the motor boat sped
| off, he came slowly and curiOusly out
of his hiding place and gazed fxedly
at Del Mar.
No sooner had Del Mars boat got
| little distance out into the harbor
than the naturalist hurried down the
Dodge dock. There was tied Elaine S
own fast little runabout. He jumped
into it and started the engine, follow
ing quickly in Del Mars wake.
Look" called the emissary to Del
Mar, spying the Dodge boat with the
naturalist in it, skimming rapidly aft
er them
Del Mar strained his eyes back
through his glass at the pursuing boat
But the naturalist, in spite of his
smoked glasses, seemed not to have
impaired his eyesight by his studies.
He caught the CLINT of the sun on the
lens at Del Mars eye and dropped
down into the bottom of his own boat,
where he was at least safe from scru-
tiny, if his boat were not.
Del Mar lowered his glass. ''That's
the Dodge boat" he said thoughtfully
4 don't like the looks of that fellow.
Give her more speed"
lei Mar had not gone long before
Elaine decided to take a ride herself.
She ordered her horse around from
the stables while she donned her neat
little riding habit A few minutes
later, as the groom held the horse, she
mounted and rode away, choosing the
road by which I had gone, expecting
to meet me on the return from town.
She was galloping along at good
clip when suddenly her horse SHE'D at
something
Whoa, Buster paciied Elaine
But it was Of no use. Buster still
reared up.
why, what is the matter?" she
asked. What do you see?'
She looked down at the ground
There was a spot Of blood in the dust.
Buster was one of those horses to
whom the sight of blood is terrifying.
Elaine pulled up beside the road.
There was a revolver lying in the
grass She dismountcd and picked it
up. No sooner had she looked at it
than she discovered the initials wv.
j." carved on the butt.
walter Jameson!" she exclaimed,
realizing suddenly that it was mine
Its been fired, too"
Her eye fell again on the blood
spots. Blood and-footprints-i
the brush!" she gasped in horror, fol-
lowing the trail What could have
happened to Walter?
With the revolver Elaine followed
where the bushes were trampled down
until she came to the place where l
had been bound There she spied
some pieces of paper lying on the
ground and picked them up.
She put them together. They were
pieces of the envelope of the letter
which we had decided to send to Wash
ington.
she asked, looking all about but dis
covering no trail
She was plainly at a loss what
course to pursue.
What would Craig 6o?" she asked
herself
Finding no answer, she stood think
ing moment, slowly tearing the en-
VelOpe to pieces. If she were to do
anything at all, it must be done quick
ly. Suddenly an idea seemed to occur
to her. She threw the pieces of paper
into the air and let them blow away.
1t was unscientific detection, perhaps,
but the wind actually took them and
carried them in the direction in which
the men had forced me to walk, after
they had robbed me of the letter.
That's it," cried Elaine to herself.
"Ill follow that direction
=
Meanwhile, the men had hurried me |
off along a trail that led to the foot |
of cliff. Then the trail wound up the
cliff. We climbed it until we reached |
the top.
There in the rock was a rude stair
way. uIeW UdCh buI Cue HAL uIeW
a gun and the other preceded me
down. Along the steep stone steps
cut in the face of the rock they forced
me.
Below, in a rift in the very wall of
the cliff, was a cave in which already
were two more of Del Mars men, talk
ing in low tones, in the dim light.
AS we made our way down the
breakneck stairway, the foremost of
my captors stepped on large fiat
rock. AS he did so, it gave way slight
~ under his foot.
A light in the cave flashed up. I'm
Ter the rock was a secret electric
connection which operated lamp.
Someone coming" muttered the