The Washington times., 1915-04-18
SIXTH INSTALLMENT.
THE UNSEEN TERROR.
CHAPTER XIV.

M Quest turned away from the
w instrument which seemed
suddenly to have become so
terribly unresponsive, and looked across
The vista OF square roofs and tangled
masses of telephone wires to where the
lights of larger New York flared up
against the sky. From his attic cham
Der the roar of the city a few blocks
away was always in his ears. He had
forgotten in those hours OF frenzied soli-
tude TO fear for his own safety. He
thought only of Lenora- Under which
one of those thousands of roofs was she
being concealed? What was the reason
for this continued silence3s Perhaps
they had taken her instrument away
perhaps she was being ILL., used. The
bare thought opened the door to n
thousand grim and torturing surmises.
He paced restlessly up and down the
room. InaCtion had never seemed to
him wearisome. From sheer craving
to be doing some thing, he paused once
more before the little instrument.
'LcnUra, where are you?" he signaled
II have taken q lodging in the Servants
Club. | am still in hiding, hoping that
Craig may come here. l am very anxi-
Gus about you
up to the window and sat there with
folded arms looking down into the
street. Suddenly he sprang to his feet.
The instrument quivered-there was a
message at last! He took 1t down with
Il little choke of relief.
II dou't know where I am. 1 am
terrified. | was outside the garage
when was seized from behind. The
until | found myself here. | am now
III an attic room with no window ex-
ccpt the skylight. which l cannot reach.
I can see Nottingham nothing. No
one has hurt me no ono comes near
me. Food IS pushed through Il door.
which IS locked again Immediately: The
house seems empty, vet | fancy that L
am being watched all the time. l am
terrified"
Quest drew the instrument toward
him.
..,I II have your message" he, signaled.
Through him I shall reach you before
long. Sind ME a message every now
and then"
Then there was a silence
Quest was conscious of an enormous
fsIing of relief and yet an almost mad
deninS sense of helplessness. She was
Imprisoned by the Hands" She was
had shown themselves ruthless enough
A room with a roof window only! How
could she define her whereabouts? His
first impulse was to rush madly QUE
his common sense interviewed. His one
hope was through Craig. Again he
took up his vigil in front of the wind
ow. Once more his eyes swept the
Of passers-by. Each time a man stop
PC and entered the building. he leaned
D. little forward, and at each disappoint-
ment he seemed to realize a little more
completely the slcnderness Of the chance
upon which he was stalking SO much.
Then suddenly he found himself grip
ping. the window sill in a momentarY
thrill of rare excitement His vigil
was rewarded at last. The man fo.'
whom he was waiting was there! Quest
watched him cross the street, glance
then enter the club He turned back to
the little wireless and his fingers work.
ed as though inspired.
Il am on Craig's track" he signaled.
BE brave"
lie waited for no reply. but opened
tho door and, stealing, softly out OF
the room leaned over the banisters.
His apartment was in the fourth story.
occupied by the kitchen and other
offices. The mems club room was on
the second floor. From where he stood
he heard the steward of the club greet
ing Craig. He was a big man with a
hearty voice. and the sound OF his
words reached Quest distinctly.
say, Mr.. Craig, you're an authority
on South America, aren't you? | bought
some belnS IN lne market tnlS morn
ing which they told me were grown
that way. and my chef doesn't seem
TO know what to make of 'em. l Won
der whether you would mind stepping
up and giving him your advce?'
craigs much lower voice was inauS-
ihle, but 1t was evident that he had
consented, for the two men ascended
to the third floor together. Quest
watched them enter the kitchen
moment or two later the steward was
summoned by messenger and descend
ed alone. Quest ran quickly down tho
stairs and planted himself behind the
Kitchen door. He had hardly taken up
his position before the handle was
turned. He heard Craig's last words,
spoken as he looked over his shoulder
You want to Just soak them for two
hours longer than any other beans in
the world. That's all there is about
IT.
Craig appeared and the door swung
hack behind him. Before he could ut
ter n cry Quests left hand was over
his mouth and the cold muzzle OF an
automatic pistol was pressed to his
ribs
"rurn around ana mount those stairs,
C~"'"," Quest ordered.
T%' man ehrunk away. trembling Tho
r'-'ol prers"i a httlo farther into his
=" retn'rs" Quest renoa ed n~mlv. ~
yNu ute" = wort shall shoot you.
'raig '"rued slowly round nd nbeyed.
lie mounted the stairs with reluctant
fo"'s'cps. followed Nv Quest
Through tho door to YOUR right" the
latter directed. That's right. Now
sit down i'm that chair facing me"
Quest closed the door carefully. Craig
GOT whore he had heen ordered, his