The Washington times., 1916-08-20

the , car we'd STONED following an of
And 1T drew up and the chauffeur
came ana asked US what was the
trouble. And then he stooped over to
look; and the Big Warrior hit him over
hand. And then they dragged him
down to the bushes by the side OF the
road and the steel-faced lady gets out
OF their car and comes along CARRYING
Jean; and l saw she'd stuffed a hand
kerchief In nv girls mouth.
And they put her In the Big War
rtor's car. and there wasn't n thing
! could do 'cept climb on the tailboard.
because l was lust little boy and
they were all great big men. .f 80 !
And then we went driving along I'M
til We met YOU like we did-and now
don't know what we're going to do
because they seemed desperate folks.
and ! cant bear to think they're going
to hurt nv Jean. Oh! Miss Fairfax. do
you think We can save herr"
suddenly l realized that Jeans need
was rather desperate. l remembered a
note Jimmy had dropped on my desk
on the chefs assignment. Peter Raven
escaped from Sing Sing. Get after him"
And remembered Jimmy's ejaculation.
sSay! Miss Fairfax, there's more to
THIS story than, lust the regular cut.
that, when Morton sent Peter Raven
up folks said ne was doing pretty
daring thing. Raven swore he'd get
Morton-and he will. L wouldn't want
to be IN ths district s attorney's boots to,
around New York.
Jean was M9rton's daughter--hisonly
any connection between the kidnapping
which Jimmy had witnessed and the re-
venge which, the convict had sworn to
take? ~.
The Various Clues.
Could It be Raven. who had taken the
little girl? II so. what was his game?
Was he going to force Morton to pay an
enormous ransom?
Suddenly the car drew up at a dilipi-
dated looking old house close to the
river. stopped behind some shrubbery
around a little turn OF the road. Then
| Billie and crept UP to a gap in the
trees and watched cautiously to see
what would happen. .
The three men and the woman whom
| Billie had called the "steel-faoed lady,"
and who l knew must be little Jeans
| governess got out and went I'D to the
house CARRYING Jean with them. Billie
and l crept up through the grounds
cautiously.
| / suppose the bow felt as II lie were
an Indian stalking his prev. After all.
this must be q game to him.
The man whom Billie called the Big
Warrior could be no one other than
Peter Raven. This must be his at
tempt at revenge on Richard Morton.
! The Roverness evidently was In league
dark and sinister about their plotting
something ugly and menacing In the
grim. diiapidated house to which they
had carried the little bound and gagged
figure OF Jean Morton. - - -
We cropt up the paths and stole a,
last into the dark and mustv hall OF
the river house. The house seemed
as completely deserted as II we had
not with our own eyes beheld five
human beings enter It but moment
before.
Night had followed the long twilight
and nll about us Law black darkness,
Cautiously We crept up the stairway
and came at last to door through
| whose casing a beam of light wandered
almost timidlv crept up to the door
| At one side or me room sat Jean firm
ly bound and gagged. The child's face
open window at the further end of tbs
hall could hear the sound OF oars anc
the .creak of a boat as 1t drew UP at thu
side Of the house.
Within the room there were voices
Then the man took to be Peter Raver
CROSSED to a closed and heavily shutteret
window and threw 1t wide,
What are you going to do with tho
kid now you got her asked the man II
smoked glasses In an ugly. raspint
about s25.OO0?"
Raven pointed to the river and SPOKE
savagely. q,
There won't be any ransom said he
so that was to be his revenge on Rich
i ard Morton. The toll the district attor
ney must pay for the legal punishment
he had exacted from Peter Raven wal
made up my mind It should not hap
pen. Jean" Morton was doomed unless
Billie and could save her-but had
woman's cleverness and he had a boy
idealism to bring to this service. Per
haps they would avail.
Billie caught my hand In the darkness
They're not going to hurt my Jean,
said the little boy quietly.
He had the heart of q man. But Jeai
needed the mind OF man. I did no
guess then of what sublime Drawer!
the little lad. whose romance I hat
accepted complacently as bit o
nonsense about which ! was mor'
Il agreeable and sympathetic than mos
Suddenly there was a climax OF nor
ror. Strong arms seized us from be
hind. The door opened and we wer,
dragged from the cool darkness o
the hall into the threatening light o
: the room where Jean lay.
: The hoy struggled with wild fury
: His youth instinctively reacted {,
danger. forced myself to be quit
J calm and cool. had no energy-n,