Evening capital and Maryland gazette., 1915-11-09
SEVENTH lNsTALLMENT
THE GUN RUNNERS
CHAPTER xxx.
Identification.


Senorita Inez Castro-known to her
immediate audience by the pseudonym
OF Irene Courtier-drew back in alarm
and alright.
But, charming friend Annette she
cried. you have been snatched liter
ally from the Jaws of death" She
wrung her hands in despair. She
turned to Neal and laid her hand upon
his arm What are we to do?" she
cried. I'VE are but a handful of
women-champio by our solitary
sailor boy We are no match for these
adyenturers. Why not give it up?"
Annette sprang to her feet. "Never," +"
she cried Never will give it up.
The lost isle is mine 1t is my fa.
Tiers. too. am fighting for him,
Irene. and he is fighting in me. His
blood is in my blood"
There was a knock upon the door
Come in" said Mrs. Hardin.
The door opened and a man in the
uniform of common seaman entered
Hardin" he said. been looking for
YOU everywhere. The commander
wants you to report to him at once
He grinned a bit sheepishly. beside
that" he added, "he told me I might
hand you this
lie passed to Neal folded sheet OF
paper Neal opened it and read it
A flush crept into his face and his
eyes sparkled.
Godfrey" he exclaimed. Il never
thought"
le handed the paper to his mother
"Annette-Irene. he said Il have
been promoted-promoted from sea
man on the Jackson TO gunner on the
cruiser Albany"
The bearer of the note saluted once
more. "Rank-chief petty officer" he
explained, and the cruiser Albany is
due hereabouts this week
Ten minutes later when the excite
ment in that hotel suite at Martinique
had subsided-at least to some extent
irene Courtier leaned forward toward
Annette.
Charming friend she began, "let
us get down to cases--let us look
things in the face. What is the situa.
tion now?"
For one thing" Annette returned.
these pirates don't know-cant
know--that am alive
irene Courtier smiled reassurins
smile.
"Of course" she responded. How
could they know?"
They've got me at disadvantage
went on Annette They've got my
parchment map of the lost Isle of Gin.
nabar-and my locket with my fa
Tiers picture in it, It's evidence"
All said Irene, leaning farther
forward, map or no map we shall
spike their guns. Let me plan out a
campaign
She rose, seized a sheet of paper and
an envelope and placed them before
Annette Ilington. Charming friend"
she said, write as | dictate"
At the end of five minutes Irene
took the sheet of paper from the table
and read it aloud. This is what she
read:
To the Fathers Of Santa Maria Mis-.
sion, Santa Maria, Lower California,
Reverend Fathers. As sole heir OF
the fayeliy of llington am entitled to
possession Of the original grant to the
lost Isle Of cinRabar-the same isle
granted to my ancestor BY Joseph
Bonaparte, the king Of Spain. more
than century ago have solved the
secret Of the map and am on my way
10 you. 'nclose my photograph for
he purpose of Identification.
Sincerely,
ANNETTE ILlNGTON.
So iaF 50 good, said Irene Cour.
Ger Now add this postscript,
ase:
5 Ay photograph is identified
upon the back by the signature and
seal of the governor of Martinique.
A. !.
But it isn't" exclaimed Annette.
Irene held up her hand. "You have
a photograph" she said. Get it at
once"
Annette obeyed.
Now" went on Irene. adjusting her
hat, let US go on to the governor of
Martinique
In half an hour they were in bis
presence. Annette proffered her re-
quest. The governor nodded.
He placed his signature upon the
back of the photograph and impressed
his seal in sealing wax also upon the
back