The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1915-05-15

Both of themi" yelled Braine sx-
ultantly. Both Of them together;
what luck!" 4
There was . sharp. nercc struggle:
and when Il came to- an end Har.
greaveswas trussed to . chair.
"Ah. so we meet again. Hargreave!",
said Braine.
Hargreave shrugged. What he
wanted was time.
"A millionl We have you. Where
is II. or I'll twist your heart before
your eyes,"
Father, forgive mel"
II understand. my child"
Where Is TT" Braine seized Flor.
ence by the wrist and swung her to-
ward him.
Don't tell him, father: don't mind
me-" said the girl .bravely.
Braine, smiling his old evil smile.
drew the girl close. It was the last
time he ever touched her.
Look" screamed Olga.
Every one turned, to see jones' face
peering between the curtains. There
was an ironic smile on the buffers
lips. The face vanished.
AFTER him!" cried Braine, releasing
Florence.
after him!" mimicked voice from
the hall.
The curtains were thrown back sud-
denly. Jones appeared, and Jim and
the Russian agent and dozen police
men. Tableau!
Braine was the only man who kept
his head. He foored Norton. smashed
window, and leaped out. The blow
dazed Norton. but he was on his feet
almost instantly and followed Braine
through the window. Across the lawn
the two sped, with an exchange of
shots which emptied both automatics
but did no damage. Braine headed
for his auto. He jumped In, only to
be hauled out again by the furious
reporter. A handto-hand fight fol-
lowed; and the clean life Of the re-
porter told.
There. my angelic friend, believe
that the game is up. There is one
shot left in this automatic. II you
make any attempt to escape. I'll let
you have It; not to kill but to disable
You and your precious countess will
sail tomorrow morning for the Baltic,
and from there you will 60 to the lead
mines" He dragged his prisoner to-
ward the house.
"Your troubles are over. my child"
said Hargreave. as he pressed Flor
ence to his heart.
And mine have begun" murmured
the countess. But have still one
shot"
The police stood encircling her.
Calmly she opened her handbag and
took out her handkerchief. II was
a thick and heavy silk one. Swiftly
she unscrewed the top of her walking
stick ut will be seen now that the
carrying of 1t was not an affectation!,
extracted a vial and threw It violently
| to the floor. An overpowefing sweet
odor filled the room. jones', knowing
how deeply versed Braine was in orr
entail poisons and narcotics, made q
desperate but futile effort to tear down
a curtain to throw over tn, liquid; but
even In the effort he felt his senses
! going. The last he was conscious of
was hooking laugh.
But the entrance Of JIM. dragging
Braine after him, shocked all the BAN
| ter out of the countess. She turned
and rushed madly for the stairs, with
out having the least idea how she was
to manage an escape from the upper
stories. She had thought Braine free.
AS she few up the steps all the past
returned: all her warnings to that stub
born man. This was the end /.
Russia! The horrors of the cold ard
the deadly damps OF the mines .
forever!
Jim. still holding the battered con-
spirator. watcher her fight In amaze
ment. He could not understandable
he pushed Braine into the library and
the vanishing odor assailed his NOS
trils. What these fumes were he new
or knew. but they proved to be transit
tory. Five minutes sufiiced to bring
all back to their senses. For the while
they forgot OLGA.
This man - mine." said Servan.
nodding toward Braine.
He's yours without charge" said
Jim.
| I'm an American Citizen" said
Braine. who. realising what the fu.
ture held. readily preferred long
prison term in America o,the horrors
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