Omaha daily bee., 1916-08-30

dressing the driver OF tne SiosSu 'o.'
cab which she found standing at the
curb in front of her hotel. rs this
the car Lieutenant Hope sent for
mel"
"Yes'm," replied the man, a short,
thickset fellow, whose features were
effectually concealed by the upturned
collar of his coat, a pair OF goggles
and a visored cap which was pulled
well down over his face. He said l
was to wrive you to the Cliff house
and he'd meet you there -
The most direct route to the Gin
house leads through Golden Gate
park. Instead Of keeping to the main
thoroughfare, however, the driver,
when we'll into the park, turned down
one of the innumerable branch drives,
which, owing to the greater intervals
between its lamps, was comparatively
dark. and brought his vehicle to an
abrupt halt in the dense shadow OF an
immense oak. The car had barely
stopped before the door was flung
open. a man sprang inside, revolver
was pushed into Cleo's face and a
hoarse voice warned her, Not a
sound, Miss Burke, II you value your
life" Almost simultaneously the
driver threw open the other door. and
in an instant the terrified girl was Sc
curely bound and gagged and the car
sped away.
When the car finally stopped, the
man beside her threw open the door,
and, aided by the driver, removed the
gag and united the cords with which
She was bound, but the circulation
had been checked so long that her
limbs refused to support her and her
captors had to assist her to the
ground. There was no moon, but by
the faint light of the stars she made
out that they had stopped in the
shadow of low, windowless building,
evidently storehouse of some sort,
at the end of long and disused pier.
This much she had time to see be-
fore her captors, unlocking the door
of the storehouse, half led, half push
ed her inside. The feeble light of the
lantern revealed the evil, cruel faces
of Mahlin and Satsuma.
1t was Mahlin who broke the 81
lcnce.
1--WE have brought you here in or
der to ask you some questions, Miss
Burke he began, politely enough, but
the look in his eyes belied the suavity
of his tone. "If you answer them
truthfully you will not be harmed.
81 want to know" he said, advanc-
ing until his face was within few
inches of hers and fixing her with his
steely eyes, what you have done
with the book on metallurgy"
q" don't know what
you mean she stammered.
Eyes you do" snarled Mahlin. you
know the book I mean--the one that
that doctor handed you in the restau-
rant at Sandstone, just before the
earthquake"
ooh, that book" said Cleo, OBJ
viously surprised. "But there was
nothing in it--no formula, | mean"
mo matter about the formula" said
Mahlin roughly. Where is the book
now? Who has it,"
~ suppose Lieutenant Hope has it,
she answered. AT least he brought
it back with him from Sandstone,
though ! haven't seen it since"
"Are you telling me the truth" de-
manded Mahlin, Selling her by the
shoulder and staring at her so closely
that she quailed.
"Of course Pm telling you the
truth" she answered with spirit.
I'm going to find out if you are"
he answered, moving toward the door.
God help you if you have lied to
me, young woman. If you have
You'll wish that you had never been
born"
Come along, Satsuma," he called
to the Japanese. 1--WE must be getting
back to town"
When Hope, returning to the hotel
with tombstone, learned from the
clerk that Cleo had left an hour be-
fore, so frantic was the young officer
with anxiety and grief that for time
the lawyer feared for his sanity.
But, despite his grief, he neglected
nothing which might lead to Gle s
rescue. He promptly communicated
with the police and within an hour a
score OF plain-clothes men were
securing the city.
Were doing everything in our
power, Mr.. Hope" the chief Of police
assured him. 81 have fifty men work
ing on the case now, but it looks to
me like a clean getaway
As Hope was leaving police head
quarters a patrol wagon backed up
to the curb and out of it scrambled
two policemen escorting tall and
fashionably dressed young man on
whose wrists glittered handouts