The Dolores star., 1915-09-24

4 the car forward to overtake the one
! ahSad.
Such was the entrance Of the strang.
err MARCUS Del Mar-into America
How managed to pass the time
during the FIRST few days after the
stg1nge disappearance Of Kennedy I
don't know. IL was all like dream
Tho apartment empty. the laboratory
empty. my own work on the Star
4 embarrassing, Elaine brokenheafted.
life Itself . burden.
Hoping against hope, the next day
decided to drop around ut the Dodge
house. As entered the library nh
announced saw that Elaine, With .
faith for which envied her, was SIT
ting at . table. her back toward the
door. She was gazing sadly 1t . pho
tograph. Though could not see It.,
needed not to be told whose It was.
She did not hear me come in. SO en-
crossed was she in her thoughts. Nor
did she notice me at first a. stood
Just behind her. Finally i put my
hand ON her shoulder az II / had been
an elder brother. -.
She looked up into my face. Have
you heard from him yeti" she asked
anxiously.
could only shake my head sadly.
She sighed. Involuntarily she rose
and together We moved toward the
garden. the last place we had seen him
about the house.
We had been pacing up and down
the garden. talking earnestly. only .
short time when man made his way
In from the Fifth avenue gate.
rs this Miss Dodge?" he asked.
the time. though ! think she thought
he might be the bearer Of some mes.
sage from Craig. Az q matter Of fact.
he was the emissary TO whom the Ste
nographer had thrown the torpedo
model from the Navy building in
Washington.
His visit was only part Of deep
laid scheme. Only few minutes be.
fore three crooks-among them our
visitor-had stopped just below the
house on side street. To him the
others had given final instructions and
. note. and he had gone ON. leaving
the two standing there.
II have . note for you."f he said,
bowling and handing an envelope to
Elaine, which she tore open and read.
Washington, o. c.
Miss elaine Dodge,
Firth avenue, New York.
My Dear Miss Dodse:-Ths bearer,
Mr.. Bailey Of the Secret Service,
would like to question you regarding
the dfsappsarance Of Mr.. Kennedy and
the model Of his torpedo.
Morgan Bertrand,
United States Secret Service.
Even as we were talking, the other
two crooks had already moved up and
had made their way around back Of
the stone wall that cut OF the Dodge
garden back Of the house. There they
stood. whispering eagerly and gaz.
ing furtively over the wall as their
man talked to Elaine.
it4 After a moment stepped aside.
while Elaine read the note, and as he
asked her few questions could not
help feeling that the affair had very
suspicious look. The more l thought
Of 1t, the less liked it. Finally I
could stand it no longer.
Il beg your pardon" excused my
self to the alleged Mr.. Bailey, but
may speak to Miss Dodge alone just
q minute?"
He bowed, rather ungracefully I
thought, and Elaine followed me aside
while told her my fears.
II don't like the looks OF it my.
SELF" she agreed. Eyes, I'll be very
careful what / say -.
'ttstSW hfaa sswes~ere talking could see
out OF the corner of my eye that the
fellow was looking at us askance and
frowning. But II ] had had an X-ray
eye might have seen his two COM
panions on the other side, of the wall.
peering over as they had done before
and showing every evidence of annoy.
ance at my interference.
The man resumed his Questioning OF
Elaine regarding the torpedo. and she
replied guardedly. as. in fact. she could
not do otherwise.
other side Of the wall. az though some
one were attacking someone else.
kThere seemed to be several of them
for a man quickly flung himself ovel
the wall and ran to US.
They're after u.s." he shouted t.
Bailey.
Instantly our visitor drew a gun ani
followed the newcomer as he ran t.
get out Of the garden in the opposite
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