Rural Retreat times. [volume] (Rural Retreat, Va.) 1892-1918, 1915-06-22


Harry, I'm going 10 Keep II. There's
only one dope flend in the Hundred,
and he's one of the best decoys we
have; so we let him have his coke
whenever he really needs it. But this
man FELTON, has seen my face, Some
day he'll see it again, ask questions,
and then :"
Then what?"
"A burial at sea-" he laughed. The
laughter died swiftly as it came.
Threw it into eight hundred feet Of
water. on a bar where the sands are
always shifting. He'll never ind it.,
even if he took the range He could
not have got decent one The sun
long He threw the chest into tn
water and then began pegging ava
at us, cool as you please, and FREQ
our tank"
TT looks to me as If he had wasted
his time"
THAT depends. Between you and
me and the gate-post, I've a sneaking
idea that this man Jones, whom no.
body has given any particular atten-
ton, is deep, clever man. He may
have been honestly attempting to find
a new hiding place; the advertisement
in the newspaper may have drawn
him. He may have thrown the box
over in pure rage at seeing himself
checkmated, Again, the whole thing
may have been worked up for our
benefit, blind. But IL that's the
case, Jones has us on the hip, for we
can't tell. But we can do what in all
probability he expects we'll cease to
do-watch him just as shrewdly as
before
Olga caught his hand and drew him
down beside her. II wasn't going to
bother you tonight, but it may mean
something vital"
"What?" alertly.
For reply she rose and walked over
to the light button. She pressed it
and the apartment became dark.
Come over to the window, quick!"
She dragged him across the room.
over the way, the house with the
marble frontage"
A man emerged, lit cigarette, and
walked leisurely down the street.
moi" she cried, as Blaine turned
to make for the door doubtless with
the intention of finding out who this
man was. Every night after you
leave he appears"
Does he follow me?"
mo. And that's what bothered me
at first. / believed he was watching
some apartment above. But regularly
when I turn out the lights he comes
forth. So there's no doubt that he
watches you enter and takes note Of
your departure"
'But doesn't follow me. That's odd.
What the devil is his idea?"
I'D give a good deal to learn
The shadow and the glowing cigar
cite disappeared around the corner,
and the lights in the apartment were
turned on again
He's gone. You really think he's
watching me?"
he Is watching this apartment,
know that much"
And even at that moment the watch
err was watching from his vantage be-
hind the corner.
Suspicious!" he murmured. tossing
the cigarette into the gutter, They're
watching me for change. I'll drop
out. know what know. It's great
world. It's fine to be alive and kicking
on top Of it." He went on without
haste and took the subway train for
downtown.
rs there any way could get near
him?" asked Braine.
Tomorrow night you might leave
by the janitor's entrance. I'll keep
the lights on till you're outside Then
I'll turn them off and you can follow
and learn who he isl
Its mighty important"
"Don't scowl At your age wrinkle
is apt to remain if you once get it
started"
He laughed. "Wrinkles!" She could
talk of wrinkles!
"They are more important than you
think. Every morning rub out the
wrinkle go to bed with"
Il wish you could rub out the gen.