White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-01-10

pOiitC otOOu Cntlltllls HtI.
Calmly she opened her handbag and
took out her handkerchief. 1t was
a thick and heavy silk one. Swiftly
she unscrewed the top of her walk
ing stick cit will be seen now that the
carrying of it was not an a~ffectation)
extracted a vial and fell violently
to the floor. An overpowering sweet
odor filled the room. Jones, know
ing how deeply versed Braine was In
oriental poisons and narcotics, made
a desperate but futile effort to tear
down a curtain to throw over the
liquid; but ever in the effort he felt
his senses going. The last he was
conscious of was a mocking laugh.
But the entrance of Jim, dragging
Braine after him, shocked all the
turned and rushed madly for the
stairs, without having the least idea
how she was to manage an escape
from the upper stories. She had
thought Braine free. AS she flew up
the steps all the past returned, all
her warnings to hat stubborn man,
The horrors of the cold and the
deadly damps of the mines -
forever,
Jim still holding the battered
conspirator watched her flight in
a~mazement. He could rot under
stand-till he pushed Braine into the
library and the vanishing odor assail-
ed his nostrils. What these fumes
were he was eve to know, but they
proved to be transitory. Five min
utes suficed to bring all back sto
their senses. For the while they
forgot Olga.
This man is NINE" said Servan.
nodding toward Braine.
Hes yours without charge" said
Jim. II am an American citizen"
said Braine. who, realizing what the
future held, really preferred a
long prison term in America to the
horrors of Russian exile.
Your certificate has been de-
stroyed," said Servan, and the
state department considers your
papers void because you obtained
them under false oaths. You are an
undesirable citizen; and the repub-
lie is happy { olearn that you will
be taken off its hands"
And because added Norton.
you have laid too many mines in
the Matchmaking business. and
the government does not propose to
have them made known to the pub
lie through a long and useless
trial. 1t was a long run. old top;
but right is right. And by the way.
| WANT you to meet Mr.. Jedson, for
merly of Scotland Yard.
He indicated Jones, who started
Yes" vent on the reporter. Il
recognized him long ago."
at is true" said Hargreave, TAX
ing Jones hand in his own. Fiji
teen years ago I employed him to
watch my affairs, and very well
has he done so. And to you, you
wretch turning upon the haggard
Braine, listen; there is a million,
and you have been within a foot
of it a dozen times. 1t has been
under your very nose. Do you re-
member Poe's 'Purloined Letter?
Ha' Under your very nose. within
touch of your hand! Now, take him
away, Mr.. Servan. The police will
be satisfied with the prisoners
they have"
So, presently. Hargreave, Jones,
Florence, and Jim were alone. That
smile which had revealed to Flor
ence her fathers identity stole over
his face again. He put his hand ON
Jim's shoulder and beckoned to
Florence.
Are you really anxious to marry
this young NAM"
Florence nodded.
We'll, then, do so. And go to
Europe with him on your honey
moon; and as a wedding present to
you both. for every dollar that he
has | will add a hundred; ana
when you get tired of travelling you
will both come back here to live.
The Black Hundred has ceased to
exist"
And now said Jones shaking
his shoulders.
"Well?" said Hargreave.
My business is done. Still"
Jones paused.
60 on" said Hargreave soberly.
We'll the truth is. sir, I've grown
used to Won And if vouIl laf mo