The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-02-25


| tween two fingers.
He took the crooks gun and dropped
it into his pocket.
"Sit down." ordered Craig.
Outside, the other six parleyed in
hoarse whispers. One raised a gun,
but the woman and the others re-
strained him and fed.
"Take me to your master!" de-
/ manded Kennedy.
The crook remained silent.
where is he?" repeated Craig.
'Tell mel"
| Still the man remained silent.
Craig looked the fellow over again.
Then, still with that confident smile,
he reached into his inside pocket and
drew forth the tube I had seen him
place there.
mo matter how much you accuse
me-" added Craig casually, mo one
will ever take the word of a crook
that a reputable scientist like me
would do what I am about to do"
He had taken out his penknife and
opened it. Then he beckoned to me.
Bare his arm and hold his wrist,
Walter" he said.
Craig bent down with the knife and
| the tube, then paused a moment and
| turned to tube so that we could see it.
On the label were the ominous
| words:
Germ Culture 6248A
Bacillus Leprae (Leprosy)
Calmly he took the knife and pro-
| ceeded to make an incision in the
|
| derwent a terrific struggle.
"No-no-no-don't," he implored.
''I will take you to the Clutching
Hand-even if he kills mel"
Kennedy stepped back, replacing
| the tube in his pocket.
VERY well, go ahead" he agreed.
We followed the crook, Craig still
holding the deadly box of illuminate of
| mercury carefully balanced so that
| if anyone shot him from a hiding place
| it would drop.
No sooner had we gone than Gertie
| hurried to the nearest telephone to
| inform the Cluching Hand of our
| escape.
Elaine had sunk back into the chair
! as the telephone rang. Clutching
Hand answered it.
A moment later, in uncomfortable |
fury he hurled the instrument to the |
floor.
'Here-we've got to act quickly
that devil has escaped again." he
Kissed. eve must get her away. You |
keep her here. I'll be back-right |
away-with a car"
He dashed madly from the church, |
pulling off his mask as he gained the |
street.
Kennedy had forced the crook ahead |
of us into the car which was waiting, |
and I followed, taking the wheel this
time
(Which way, now-quick!" demand
ed Craig. And if you get me in |
wrong-Ive got that tube yet-you re-
member"
Our crook started off with a whole |
burst of directions that rivaled the |
motor guide-"through the town, fol-
lowing trolley tracks, jog right, jog |
left under the railroad bridge, leaving
trolley tracks; at the cemetery turn
left, stopping at the old stone church"
els this it," asked Craig incredu-
lousy.
"Yes-as I live," swore the crook
in a cowed voice.
He had gone to pieces. Kennedy |
jumped from the machine
Here, take this gun, Walter" he |
said to me. Don't take your eyes off |
the fellow-keep him covered"
Craig walked around the church, out |
of sight, until he came to a small |
vestry window and looked in.
There was Elaine, sitting in a chair, |
man in clerical garb, which to Craig's |
trained eye was quite evidently a dis |
guise.
Elaine happened just then to glance
at the window and her eyes grew
wide with establishment at the sight
of Craig.
He made a hasty motion to her to
make dash for the door. She nodded |
quietly.
With a glance at her guardian she |
suddenly made rush.
He was at her in a moment, pounc- |
ing on her, catlike.
Kennedy had seized an iron bar that |
lay beside the window where some |
workmen had been repairing the stone |
pavement, and with a blow shattered |
the glass and the SASH
At the sound of the smashing glass |
the crook turned and with a mighty |
effort threw Elaine aside, drawing his |
revolver. AS he raised it, Elaine |
sprang. at him and frantically seized |
his wrist
Utterly merciless the man brought |
the butt of the gun down with full |
force on Elaine's head. Only her hat |
and hair saved her, but she sank I'M