Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1916-06-30
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dtuIcS llhc Some luWdIu uTe, CuduS-
ing all physical dissimiarity to a con-
vincing likeness
Yes. You don't understand, Rich
ard-you are too young. But it Is
women like myself who drive men to
such things. We are educated to be
professional vampires, and the more
brains we have the more deadly we
are" She gave short, ironical laugh
Don't you want to curse me?"
mo-" he answered simply. Il don't
curse you any more than believe my
father does If he is alive If he is
alive I am going to find him. and if
find him, shall tell him that | honor
and love him. There was wrong to
be righted, and he did his best" He
went to the door. and there turned
and looked at her. "If find my ia.
Their, is there any message that may
give him-from your he asked.
''Tell him that that night he Won
me-" she said with defiance. Tell him
that in the brief interludes when dare
to think know that I love him. Tell
him that"
Richard Farquhar bowed and went
out Half an hour later he reached his
club. Captain Sewer. he was Informed.
had just left with Mr. Preston and
strange gentleman. Whereupen Far
quhar turned in his tracks and drove
straight to Preston's lodgings. His
purpose was now twofold. and fired
by a white-hot fury of indignatio In
the strange gentleman" he had rec
ognized Lowe, and Preston was a fool
with a following of other fools. For
in that moment Farquhar had ceased
to be man overshadowed by his own
black destiny. He was once more and
for the last time the officer upon whose
shoulders rested the honor Of a regi-
ment. the great unity which he served.
1t was curious group of men that
confronted him as he hesitated on the
threshold. That which he had expect
ed was not there. Evidently a card
game had been in full swing but had
been violently interrupted. The cards
lay scattered on the square, green table
beneath the electric light, and there
was pile of untouched, apparently
forgotten money. Both Sewer and
Lowe were present. together with
Preston and one other man, whom
Farquhar did not recognize. They
stood far apart from one another. as
though divided by some hidden antag-
onism-Sower by the Preside, where
he maintained an attitude of easy good
nature, touched indefinably with re-
greet; Lowe and the stranger kept to
the shadow on opposite sides of the
room. Preston was standing next the
table, his hands resting clenched on
the polished edge, his boyish face gray
and drawn-ooking. AS Farquhar saw
him the spirit of tension became def
mite, an almost visible occupant of the
quiet room. And yet it was Arnaud's
face which Farquhar saw first and
last. Here was Sylvia Omney's flu
ture-a white-lipped man, whom some
violent emotion had made Temporal
rily old and haggard. He had been
seated by the card-table, but now
looked up. and for an instant they
watched each other in open hatred and
distrust
Farquhar came forward. and his
eyes passed swiftly from one silent
figure to the other. And again it was
Arnaud's face which fascinated him.
what has happened?" he asked.
No one answered for a moment
Preston drew himself up
I'VE were having a quiet game" he
said as though each word were torn
from him by force-"Arnaud, Lowe
and when this gentleman and Cap
tain Sower arrived 1t seems there's
been leakage somewhere. l can't
explain. hardly understand myself.
Mr.. Forth. perhaps you'll be good
enough"
The man addressed bowed His
clean-shaven face was expressionless
'The duplicate plans Of Captain
Sewers new aero-gun have been sto-
len," he said tersely. "They were in
Captain Sewers possession, and he
was instructed to give full information
to the younger officers under his com
mand. Various incidents led him to
believe that the secret had not been
properly kept. He put the matter into
my hands, and I've followed the clue
he gave me-here." He paused, sto-
ically unconscious Of the almost the
atrical tension which his silence
caused. Farquhar. glanced about him.
His own pulses were beating faster.
"Well?" 1t was Lowe who had
broken the intolerable silence. He
had never for an instant lifted his eyes
from the face of the man seated be-
meath the light, and now he took
step forward as though to meet the
answer. Arnaud looked up with a
tw1tching smile. He put his hand to
his breast pocket and drew out thin