The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1915-05-13
SIXTH INSTALLMENT
The UNSEEN r
XIV.

With a little gesture OF despair
Quest turned away from the instru-
ment which seemed suddenly to have
become so terribly unresponsive, and
looked across the vista Of square
roofs and tangled masses Of telephone
wires to where the lights Of larger
New York flared up against the sky.
From his attic chamber the IA Of
the city a few blocks away was al
ways in his ears. He had forgotten
In those hours Of ~frenzied solitude to
fear for his own safety. He thought
only of Lenora. He paused once more
before the little instrument.
"Lenora, where are you?" he sig
nailed. Il have taken a lodging In the
Servants club. l am still in hiding,
hoping that Craig may come here. I
am very anxious about YOU"
Still no reply! Quest drew a chair
up to the window and sat there with
folded arms looking down into the
street. Suddenly he sprang to his
feet. The instrument quivered-there
was a message at last! He took 1t
down with a little choke of relief.
81 don't know where l am. I am ter
riied. l was outside the garage when
l was seized from behind. The Hands
held me. I was unconscious until l
found myself here. l am now in an
attic room with no window except the
skylight, which l cannot reach. I can
see Nottingham nothing. No one
has hurt me-, no n comes near me.
Food is pushed through a door, which
is locked again Immediately. The
house seems empty, yet | fancy that /
am being watched all the time. l am
terrified"
Quest drew the instrument towards
him.
Il have your message" he signaled.
"Be brave! l am watching for Craig.
Through him I shall reach you before
long. Send me a message every now
and then"
Quest again took up his vigil In
front of the window. Once more his
eyes swept the narrow street with its
constant stream of passers-by. Then
suddenly he found himself gripping
the window sill in a momentary thrill
of rare excitement. His vigil was
rewarded at last. The man for whom
he was waiting was there! Quest
watched him cross the street, glance
furtively to the right and to the left,
then enter the club. He turned back
to the little wireless and his fingers
worked as though inspired.
81 am on Craig's track" he signaled,
"Be brave"
He waited for no reply, but opened
the door and, stealing softly out of the
room, suddenly confronted Craig in
the deserted hallway. Before he could
utter a cry Quests left hand was over
his mouth and the cold muzzle of an
automatic pistol vas pressed to his
ribs.
Turn round and mount those stairs
Craig" Quest ordered.
Craig turned slowly round ant
obeyed. He mounted the steps with
reluctant footsteps, followed by Quest
Through the door to your right
the latter directed. That's right
Now sit down in that chair facing
me-"
Quest closed the door carefully
Craig sat where he had been ordered
his fingers gripping the arms Of the
chair. In his eyes shone the furtive
terrified light of the trapped Grim
inal.
What do you want with me?" Crail
asked doggedly.
First of ALL" Quest replied, ="
want to know what you have done
with my assistant, the girl whom 20,
carried off from the professors gar
age"
Craig shook his head.
II know nothing about her."
"She locked you in the garage.
Quest continued, "and sent for me
When I arrived I found the garag'
door open, Lenora gone and you
fugitive"
Bewilderment struggled for q me
ment with blank terror In Craig's 81
preston.
"How do you know that she locke
me in the garage?"
Quest smiled, stretched out his RICH
arm and his long fingers played soft
" with the pocket wireless.