The Parisian. (Paris, Tenn.) 1907-1962, 1915-02-05

firmation of the thought that had
flashed into my mind
Elaine Dodge was inside!
First had come the limousine, with
Its three bandits, to the spot fixed on
as rendezvous, Later had come the
taxicab. AS it hove into sight, the
three well-dressed crooks had drawn
reyolvers, thinking perhaps the plan
for getting rid of Kennedy might pos
sibly have miscarried. But the taxi
cab driver and the rough-faced fellow
had treasured them with the sign OF
the Clutching Hand, and the revolvers
were lowered.
AS they parleyed hastily, the
roughneck and the fake chauffeur
lifted Elaine out Of the taxi. She was
bound and gagged.
well, now we've got her, what shall
we do with her?" asked one.
"It's got to be quick. There's an
other cab" put in the driver.
"The deuce with that"
"The deuce with nothing" he re.
turned. ''That fellow Kennedy's q
clever one. He may come to. If he
does, he won't miss us. Quick, now!"
&c.," cried the third. see that old
boiler down there at the edge of the
water? Why not put her in there?
No one'll ever think to look in such
place"
With hasty expression of approval,
the roughneck picked Elaine up bodily,
still struggling vainly, and together
they carried her, bound and gagged.
to the tank. The opening, which was
toward the water, was small, but they
managed, roughly, to thrust her in.
A moment later and they had rolled
up huge bowlder against the small
entrance, bracing it so that 1t would
be impossible for her to get out from
the inside. Then they drove off hast
lily.
Frantically Elaine managed to
loosen the gag. She screamed. Her
voice seemed to be bound around by
the iron walls as she was herself. She
shuddered. The water was rising
had reached her chest, and was still
rising, slowly, inexorably.
What was that? Silence? Or was
someone outside?
Coolly, in spite Of the emergency,
Kennedy took in the perilous situa-
ton.
The lower end of the boiler, which
was on slant on the rapidly shelving
beach, was now completely under wa
ter and impossible to get at. Besides
the opening was small, too small
Kennedy gazed about frantically
and his eye caught the sign on the
factory:
Observation-Disclosures. ....."..... ..,...
| T: OXYACETYLENE WELDING co.
~.-... ...,..........
"Come, Walter" he cried, running
up the shore. s-...
A moment later, breathless, we
reached the doorway. 1t was, OF
course, locked. Kennedy whipped GU,
his revolver and several well-directed
shots through the keyhole smashed
| the lock. We put our shoulders to II
and swung the door open, entering
the factory. ...
| Beside work bench stood two lone
| cylinders, studded with bolts.
"That's what I'm looking for" ex
claimed Craig. Here, Walter, take
one. I'll take the other-and the
tubes-and--'
We ran, for there was no time t
lose. AS nearly as I could estimate 1t
the water must now be slowly CLOSING
over Elaine.
''What is it?" I asked, as he Joined
up the tubes from the tanks to ths
peculiar hooklike apparatus he car
ried.
"An oxyacetylene blowpipe," he NUT
tered back feverishly, USED for weld
ing and cutting, too," he added.
With light he touched the nozzle
instantly a Kissing, binding fame
needle made the steel under it incan
descent. The terrific heat from ont
nozzle made the steel glow. Tit
stream of oxygen from the SECOND
completely consumed the hot metal
| Kennedy was actually cutting out
huge hole in the still exposed surface
of the tank-all around, except for ;
few inches, to prevent the heav!
piece from falling inward.
| AS Kennedy carefully bent outward
the section of the tank which he hat
cut, he quickly reached down ant
lifted Elaine, unconscious, out Of thu
water.
Gently he laid her ON the sand.
was the work Of only moment to Gu
the cords that bound her hands.
| There she lay, pale and still. Wa
she dead?
| Kennedy worked frantically to re
vive her.
At last, slowly, the color seemed t.
return to her pale lips. Her eyelid
fluttered. Then her great, deep eye
opened.
AS she looked up and caught sigh
of Craig bending anxiously over her
she seemed to comprehend. For me
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