Evening capital and Maryland gazette., 1915-10-26
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shown at THE PALACE THEATRE
every Wednesday.
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Annette rapidly Ieaped f4om the
motor boat, tripped up 20 the little
dock and nimbly ascended the rustic
steps that led TO the hotel. She was
met half way by the proprietor, Sol
niger himself
Yes, miss, he called TO her; some
thing urgent, / perceive"
Ny friend, Miss Courtier. is ill."
said Annette she Is in the launch
below Can you help me?"
With pleasure. MISS said the pro-
prietor.
With him at her side. Annette re-
traced her steps. The proprietor en-
tered the motor boat and bent over
inez. He nodded TO himself. as though
recalling description.
With an easy swing they carried
inez out OF the boat, along the dock
and up the rustic steps.
Have you a physician in the
house?"
I'VE have everything-everyt at
Crooked Crag," returned the proprie-
tor, with an insinuating smile.
He. sHmmoned other servitors and
nodded 10 Annette.
1T is two flights up, miss" he said
to Annette.
Giving innumerable directions and
climbing at the head of the little
group behind him. he finally reached
the third-story room.
IF the doctor is about, will you
send him?" said Annette, bowling the
proprietor and his two men from the
room.
at once. mademoiselle," said the
proprietor. with a low bow.
There was a knock upon the door.
Come in" said Annette.
Two men entered, one of whom,
man with a neatly-trimmed Van Dyke
beard, drew Annette to the window,
inquiring gravely about the case.
While her attention was thus occupied
the other man seized the II umbent
figure upon the bed and bore it from
the room. Annette caught a glimpse
of his huge shoulders Just as he dis
appeared.
What is he doing?" she demanded
Where is he taking her to?"
The other man bowed. "To a ply.
sician," he returned, "as you re.
quested"
He crossed the room and deftly
locked the door, putting the key in his
pocket.
But you are a physician" ex-
claimed Annette, alarmed.
He tore from either side of his face
a thin strip of hair. leaving beneath it
smooth shaven jewels. He still wore q
mustache and goatee. Then he turned
to her, and his face was the face of
the man III the shrubbery at the New
port villa. the face OF the smuggler
of cocaine, captured at Seaport and
escaped again.
Il am not a physician" he conceded.
DO you know who | amp
No. she misunderstanding to q
corner
He laughed Il am man with a
saber cut upon my face he said,
pointing to it. You were TO look out
for me. Here l am. Look out"
What do you want of me?" she
demanded.
Hernandez lit cigarette. Moth
ing that is not mine, he said. Il was
a partner OF your fathers"
She started. where is my father?"
she demanded
Hernandez shrugged his shoulders.
Dead these many years; God rest his
soul, be said Il was his surviving
partner and to me belongs the assets
of the firm. One of those assets you
carry on your person next your heart,
the map of the Lest Isle of Cinnabar.
know you have t. tracked you and
your friend here Just TO get it. You
will hand it now TO me"
II will do nothing of the kind said
Annette She drew a long breath
and screamed aloud
Useless" he said. There is no
one within range of your beautiful
soft voice" He took out his watch.
Let me remind you, senorita,' he re-
marked, that my ancestors were of
the inquisition. l will give you five
minutes to make up your mind.
shall leave you alone, you may make
up your mind by yourself. II at the
end of five minutes you have failed,
you must take the consequence"
Inez Castro's handbag was lying on
a dressing table; to her it was the
hand bag of Irene Courtier She
opened it and drew forth card en-
graved with the latter name. together
with little silver pencil. She wrote
hastily upon the card:
Il am Annette Ilington. l am con-
fined in a second-story room IN the
rear Of this building the barred room
where you see the handkerchief. Look
up"
She thrust the. card between the
bars and dropped it. 1t fluttered down
beyond her sight. Then she tied her
handkerchief TO the lower end of one
of the bars As she finished she heard
a rattle at the lock of the door and
Hernandez entered the room.
Ito Be Continuedl
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