The Cook County news-herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Cook County, Minn.) 1909-current, 1916-11-08

A sinister CLEAN came into Street
mans eyes.
lieutenant, 60 to Captain Karl at
once. Say that someone is here with
message from Tourville," he said.
"And as soon as Captain Karl leaves
the room, INFORM Major Won Brenig
that alone, single-handed, have cap
tured an English spy" Already Street
man was gloating over his intended re-
prisal.
Before executing his errand Lieuten-
ant Baum-at Streetman's request
handed his revolver to the spy from the
Wilhelmstrasse.
"Sergeant-sendf for military auto
mobile. Have it come here at once. I
have a little matter at TourviAe to
attend to, personally" Streetman said
As he lay bound in the cellar he had
heard almost every word of Larry's
Instructions to the pseudo Madame de
Lorde.
"Your hands up this timer Street.
man snapped the moment Captain Red
mond stepped inside the public room
of the Lion dor.
Larry obeyed with lightning alac-
rity. And he gazed at Streetman OPEN
mouthed.
"How the devil did you get loosen"
he asked.
"You are going to die, my FRIEND"
the other said. He was in no mood
for footless explanations. Essentials
were all that interested him at the mo-
ment.
"Well, go ahead, and hurryw Larry
said somewhat bitterly. 1t was bard
to lose, when he had come so near to
winning the game. "'Tis not so pleas
ant standin' here waitin' for death as
you seem to Think" he told Streetman.
But his enemy was not yet ready.
mo, you shall not die as a soldier,
but as a spy" he threatened. II could
have shot you as you came in that
door, but 1 wanted to give you a
chance"
''This is hell Of a chance!' Larry
retorted.
AT least your information will
never reach the English,' Streetman
Informed him. II have sent for mo-
tor and shall find the lady of Tour
vile. And as you die, I want you to
take with you the thought that not
only has that lady"
What taunt lay upon the fellows lips
Larry never knew. For the moment,
Captain Redmond forgot his own dan
ger as he caught sight Of small,
light 1gure that crept up behind Street
man. 1t was Jeanne Christophe-but
not the quaint little Jeanne whom
Charlie Brown had known. Pale, in
tense, silent, she stole up to Street.
man like some avenging fate. In her
hand cleaned a long knife. And it
was already raised when Larry gave
a sn4othered shout.
"Look out, Streetman! Look out be-
hind your he called.
But Henry Streetman only smiled
complacently.
ION, that is an old trickv' he an
swered. II do not take my eyes from
you"
Something stayed Jeanne's hand
even as it fingered in the air. Perhaps
she Quailed at the thought of what
she was about to do. Perhaps it was
that she paused to gloat over her VIC
tim.
my God, girl! What are you do
ing? No-not like that! Give him a
chance!" Larry begged her. But little
Jeanne did not seem to hear him.
Every dramaticv' Streetman said
with contemptuous curl of his lip.
He was positive that Larry was sham
ming.
And then Jeanne Christophe struck.
With all her strength she sheathed the
knife in Streetman's back.
He gave one groan and toppled for
ward upon the floor at Larry's feet.
"What have you done?" Larry cried,
Mortified at the tragedy.
Little Jeanne was quite calm. She
was no longer frightened. Something
akin to an ecstasy filed her with a
strange citation. Her great eyes seemed
not to see Captain Redmond. And
with her white, pathetic face raised
heavenward she said
HE killed my father. A
life for life! Father, you are
avenged"
Larry took one swift look at that
figure huddled upon the floor. Street
man had not moved.
Hurry, girl, hurry! They'll shoot
your he said.
Her answer filed him with amaze
ment.
mo, m'sieu, they will not" she told