The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1915-02-25
CHAPTER V--Continued.

IL was midnight when he made his
street, he glanced about cautiously.
On the corner he saw n policeman
swinging his night stick. Otherwise
the street was deserted. Braine pro-
ceeded ~jauntily down the street.
And yet, from the darkened doors of
the house across the way, the figure of
a man emerged and stood contemplat-
Ing the windows of the Perigoff apart
ment. Suddenly the lights went out.
The watcher made no effort to follow
Braine. The knowledge he was after
did not ~necessitate any such procedure.
OF course. Florence read the per
sonal." She took the newspaper at
once to Jones, who smiled grimly.
"You see, | trust YOU"
And SO long as you continue to
rust me no harm will befall you. You
were left In my care by your father. l
am to guard you at the expense of my
life. Last nights affair was a miracle.
The next time you will not find it SO
easy to escape
Nor did she.
There will be no mex time.' grave
iy. "But | am going to ask you a d.
rect question. Is my father alive?"
The buffers brow puckered. II have
promised to say nothing, one way or
the other"
She laughed.
why do you laugh?'
II laugh because IL he were dead
there would be no earthly reason for
your not saying so at once. But | hate
money, the name of it, the sound of it,
tho sight of It. 1t is at the bottom OF
all wars and crimes. | despise it,"
THE root of all evil. Yet il per-
forms many noble deeds. But never
mind the money. Let us give our at
tention to this personal. Doubtless it
originated in the same mind which
conceived the letter. Your father
would never have inserted such a per.
sonal. What! Give his enemies a
chance to learn his secret? No. On
the other hand want you to show this
personal to all you meet today. Susan,
thN ASpOt WI W Vftls bOdf Il 4 abOut
II. Say that you wonder what you
shall do. Trust no one with your real
thoughts"
MOT even you, Mr.. Jones'" thought
the girl as she nodded.
And tell them that you showed it
10 me and that | appeared worried"
That night there was a meeting of
the organization called the Black Hun.
dred. Braine asked If anyone knew
what the Hargreave butler looked like.
Il had a glimpse O. him the other
night; but being unprepared. l might
uot recognize him again."
vroon described Jones infinitely.
Bfaine could almost see the portrait.
'Vroon. that memory of yours is
worth q Not Of money" was his only
comment.
": hope it will be worth more soon"
Il believe I'll be able to recognize
Nj. jones II ! see him. Who is he and
what Is he?"
"He has been with Hargreave for II
years There was a homicidal ease in
which Jones was active. Hargreave
saved aim. He is faithful and uncom
municf tive. Money will not touch him.
n he lnes know where that million is,
hot irous could not make him own up
to It. ,e!he only way Ia to watch him.
follow Tim, wait for the moment when
tell grNw careless. No man is always
a his rettle; he let's up sooner or
nteT."
He Is bring watched. as you know"
vroon nodded a~pprovingly. THE cap
tain Of the. tramp steamer Orient. BY
ths way. wss seen with roll OF
money. He vas In n Of the water
front saloons, .braggins how he had
Hoodwinked some one"
did he say where he'd got the
oashS' asked Brine.
''Thoy tried to pump him ON that.
but he shut up. Wall. we have agreed
Mat FELTON, SHAH watch from the street