The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1916-01-29


the Sea.
die OF masculine clothing at once To
the nearest deserted pier and toss II
into the ga.
Half way 10 the pier she passed a
r~amehackie boathouse. whose wealth
er-warped boards were bulged and
splayed. In several places. until they
looked like the Stats IN front OF a hen
house. As June sped past the boat-
house she CHANGED to notice u large
smooth stone-just the thing to weight
tho bundle she carried She picked II
up. opened the bundle at one end.
dropped in the stone and fastened tho
packages string once more. At the
same moment. from the shack Just be.
hind her. sne heard q mans voice say.
Ing i%mpntiently
I'm no blooming diplomat. count.
Come down to cases. What will you
psy?"
Juno dropped the bundle she held.
She stood tr%ansfxcd. there. On the
rocky beach. In front OF the shack.
Understanding came TO her with a
! rush. SO the story was truc'
June-the Red Circle blazing and
pulsing on her white hand-had crspt
nearer and nearer to the shack. She
peepcd In, cautiously. through one Of
the wide cracks la the boards.
A crate had been turned upside
down to serve as q table. and II stood
close TO the aperture In the boards.
At the opposite ends Of this impro
vised table. on n couple OF boat tres
ties. sat two men.
On tho crate-table. Just In front of
Drew. rested an oblong metal dispatch
box. perhaps ten Inches long. four
inches wide and two inches high.
June drew back from the shack and
glanced guiitily around. No one was
In sight. Near by lay . fragment OF
wreckage, q thick board about i've feet
long.
She carried II to the shack's only
door, braced one end Of the board
against q bowlder In front OF b door
and then put the other end just be
meath the lutting cross-pancl half way
up tho door.
Yes, air!" Todd Drew was vocifer
ating. It's worth an essy two million
dollars 20 your govcrnmcnt-Or 10 any
other warning country-to get these
plans. They're"
lie broke on with q yell. For ~ h
looked down at the metal box that had
lain In front OF him on tho table II VA
no longer there. He was Just In tim
to see y woman's small hand draWinl
the dispatch box cautiously G1
through u crack in the wall boards.
Drew made a clutch ~ the vanishing
hand aud seized It by the wrist.
"I've got her. count" r. cried
Say. she struggled like . wildcat. Run
outside and grab her"
The count leaped FOR the door. A
the same instant June's other hand ap
peared through the adjoining crack
Its fingers grasped Q long pin she hsC
hastily snatched from her sailor hat.
Into Todd's OBTAINING fst she drov'
tho pin. right mercilessly.
With q howl of pain Drew relaxed
HIS grip on her wrist. Her hands van
ished-the dispatch box and the hat
pin along with them-just az the coun
beloved
Il cannot get this miserable doc
open II Is jammedl"
June waited to hear no moro. Sh'
tore open tho end OF the bundle. thrus
tho metal box into II. closed II sgaii
and. snstching u UP. raced madly To-
the pier. Nor did she pause until sh'
had hurled the bulky parcel far GU
Into the sea.
Meantime. in the shack. pande
monirn had broken loose. Both mel
} threw their bodies franticslly agains
the u%nyielding door.
, As tho door at last fell Todd an,
the count rushed forth. painting
~disheveled. In pursuk Of the thief.
at was a woman" puYed Drew q
he broke into . run. Our only clue Il
that ! saw the sleeve OF . ssilor sui
and-snd--thers vas Q nery Red CTR
Gle on the hack Of her hand
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