The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-01-13


heard above the loud drone of the en-
gines. what have we gained? What
do we know?'
Look" said She Look at them
below us yonder. They want what
we want. They pursue what we pur-
sue? Why? Believe me, they know
that the coin is on ahead. If they
know it, why shouldn't we? Monsieur
lie comte, your ride this morning was
an inspiration. The accident of fol-
lowing what might have been the
wake of fish, but was the flash of
submarine accident Of seeing
yonder cloud of smoke ahead-that
was fate fighting with us. Believe
me, Roleau is yonder on that boat!
Believe me, he has the coin. Fate is
fighting with us at last, 1 say. The
end of all our troubles is at hand
AS they swept forward, now near,
now dropping off from the course CT
the speeding yacht, always Kitty
turned her glass upon the decks of
the water craft At length she ex-
claimed:
1T is he! I see him. He is there,
standing looking back. He has no
glass. He cannot recognize us now.
But it is he. All! trust yonder faith
full soul not to be travelling in vain. I
am sure, as though I saw it, that he
has the coin with him there. I am
sure, as though I saw him, that it is
Count Sachio himself in yonder sub
marine pursuing him. Come! Lit
orally, we must fly"
And fly they did. Moment after mo-
ment, hour after hour, until at length
the smoke above Gretzhoffen harbor
thickened, until the towers of the
cathedrals and the palace appeared,
until the shipping grew more distinct,
until the long green slope of the coast
Notifications showed to the eyes OF
Count Frederick, high above the level
of the sea.
eve will make it safely, made
moiselle," said Count Frederick, at
last For some reason the subma-
rine does not attack, do not know
why. The three of us soon will be
within reach of our own guns. won
der"
The wonder of Count Frederick was
not ill placed. In few moments they
heard the dull report of a 30-centi-
meter piece of one Of the coast bat
teries-saw the white cloud of smoke
burst from the emplacement in front
of the disappearing gun. On ahead
they saw the white splash of the she'll
across the bows of the advancing
yacht
what do they mean?" exclaimed
Count Frederick. "Ah, see. The
yatch carries the ensign of the royal
navy of Grahoffen! It is armed. Our
gunners take it for an enemy. Now
heaven send them bad aim for once!"
A shot, and yet another followed,
bracketing the yacht between the
ranges. Count Frederick held his
breath for what he knew would come.
Come it did. The yacht, struck full
by the impact of a heavy shell, reeled,
careened, half broke apart and began
to settle by the head.
cit is too bad!" exclaimed Count
Frederick: sunk by our own men!
Yonder yacht was coming to our har-
Dor for protection, carrying our own
man-carrying our own fortune-the
Gretzhoffen coin! And now all is
LOST"
He turned the prov Of the air craft
full toward the settling yacht. The
wake of the submarine was no longer
visible.
Then, what the men of the GretZ-
hoffen batteries saw-what the men
of the submarine might have seen had
their periscope then been above the
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the air craft which they so long had
followed. It swept down now like
giant bird, at a keen angle, as though
itself would dip into the sea. Below
it there swept the great anchor rope,
it's end whipping white here and there
on the tops of the waves.
"Ahoy, Roleau!" cried the voice of
Count Frederick.
Roleau looked up at this summons
from the clouds, and saw above the
rail Of the air craft he so long had
noted in wonder two faces that he
knew and loved! A great sob shook
his giant chest Even his callous soul
was affected. Out of the very deep
they had come-his master and his
mistress-to save him, when he
| thought all was lost! He lifted UP his
| hands.
The whipping rope coiled and
| turned, twisted this way and that. But
the steady hand at the rudder of the
| air craft guided it straight onward.
| downward.
Roleau reached out, made swift
grasp, felt himself swept free, of his
feet. An instant later, hand over
| hand, he began his ascent from what
had been the EXTREMIST peril Oc AtS
life.
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