Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-10-07
CHAPTER XVIII.
Scar Face.

OCaF = ace.
Welcher, upon the advent Of Inez
Castro, had left the room. Inez had
handed him a slip of paper-one that
he was anxious to peruse. He went
below to read it. 1t was another little
seductive note from her, asking him
ing place-Lonesome Cove inn, three
miles south of Seaport.
Fortified with proper stimulants,
Welcher made his way at once to that
hostelry.
At last she came. Welcher sprang
forward and caught her in his arms.
You've got to let me see you often
often, do you understand" he said.
Let me tell you, charming one,"
said Inez, that what happens cannot
be helped by me. 1 have husband,
have not? A hard master, this Her
nandez. When he commands, 1 must
obey. If fail"
She looked up. She rose. The door
was still shut, but within the room,
crouching behind Welcher, were three
rlopers-Hernandez and his two
companions, Ponto and the brute.
What are you doing here?" cried
Welcher, stepping back. Il thought
locked the door,"
you are fond of locking doors,
friend Welcher," said Hernandez, but
this time you merely turned the key
"a key which doesn't lock. l have
riphta haro I ip1a oina Cinoo INV xuifo
sees fit to enter, l enter also. May l
inquire of my fair wife" he proceeded
suavely, what the heiress, Annette
Ilington, intends to do?"
None of your business" snapped
Joe Welcher, in return.
"May 1 inquire of you, sir, then"
went on Hernandez, what you intend
to do"
That's none of your business, too"
said Welcher; ''but il you want to
know, I'm going to Annapolis. I'm go
ing to join the navy"
Listen, friend Welcher," said Her.
nandez, you have failed us once. If
you fail us again we will have you
broken. We want that map of the Lost
Isle Of Cinnabar-we want every iden.
tifying thing that came aboard the
Princess with Annette uington, the
child, and you must help us get it.
Understand"
Hernandez pointed toward the door.
Annapolis he said then report to
us at Newport in due course"
Before Welcher was able to report
to Hernandez or to Inez Castro at
Courtier villa, in Newport, other
things happened.
A week later Neal Hardin, in his
apprenticeship seaman uniform, hur.
ried from his training ship to the rail-
road station in Newport and waited
half an hour for a belated train. He
was unprepared for the sight that met
his eyes when the train pulled in.
Annette was more than a dream-she
was superb. Neal seized as mahy suit
cases as he could manage, motioned to
porter to bring the rest, and led his
little crowd toward the street car.
Inez Castro called after him.
Where are you going?" she demand
ed. This is our vehicle. Pile In"
1t was huge gray motor car.
"Yours?" queried Annette.
Notwithstanding the fact that Inez
had never seen the. car before, she
nodded.
"One of mine," she said.
At the villa Inez turned her guests
loose and bade them do as they
pleased. Neal and Annette immediate
ly left the pleasing but unnecessary
society Of the others and wandered
through the rose-lined paths behind
the house.
Annette started suddenly. Look,
look. Quick!" she commanded.
Neal looked. Fifteen PAGES to his
right there was a clump of bushes,
and peering from this clump of
bushes there was a human face, sim
lister, forbidding. Without a word
Neal leaped in the direction of the
face and lodged around the bushes.
Luck favored the pursued and was
against the pursuer. A taxicab came
whirling around a corner. and the in
terloper leaped upon its step, opened
the door and flung himself inside, Civ
ing a quick order to the driver.
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