Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-20

She Resolved 10 oSS the 6unoIc INTO
the Sea.
die of masculine clothing at once-to
the nearest deserted pier and Il Bs it
into the sea.
Half way to the pier she pasted
ramshackle boathouse, whose wealth
er-warped boards were bulged and
splayed, in several places, until they
looked like the Stats in front of hen
house AS June sped past the boat
house she CHANGED to notice a large
smooth stone-just the thing to weight
the bundle she carried She picked it
up, opened the bundle at one end
dropped in the stone and fastened the
packages string once more. At the
same moment, from the shack just be-
hind her, she heard a mans voice say
ing impatiently:
I'm no blooming diplomat, count.
Come down to cases. What will you
pay?"
June dropped the bundle she held.
She stood transfixed, there, on the
rocky beach, in front of the shack.
Understanding came to her with
rush. So the story was true!
June-the Red Circle blazing and
pulsing on her white hand-had crept
nearer and nearer to the shack. She
peeped in, cautiously, through one of
the wide cracks in the boards.
A crate had been turned upside
down to serve as table, and it stood
close to the aperture in the boards
At the opposite ends of this impro-
vised table, on a couple of boat tres
ties, sat two men.
On the crate-table, just in front of
Drew, rested an oblong metal dispatch
box, perhaps ten inches long, four
inches wide and two inches high.
June drew back from the shack and
glanced guiltily around. No one was
in sight. Near by lay fragment of
wreckage, thick board about five feet
long.
She carried it to the shack's only
door, braced one end of the board
against bowlder in front of the door
and then put the other end just be-
meath the jutting cross-panel half way
up the door.
YES, sir" Todd Drew was vocifer-
ating tits worth an easy two million
dollars to your government-or to any
other warning country-to get these
plans. They're"
He broke off with a yell. For as he
looked down at the metal box that had
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no longer there. He was just in time
to see a woman's small hand drawing
the dispatch box cautiously out
through a crack in the wall boards.
Drew made clutch at the vanishing
hand and seized it by the wrist.
I've got her, count" he cried.
Say, she struggles like wildcat. Run
outside and grab her"
The count leaped for the door. At
the same instant June's other hand APP
peared through the adjoining crack.
Its fingers grasped long pin she had
hastily snatched from her sailor hat.
Into Todd's OBTAINING fist she drove
the pin, right mercilessly.
With a howl Of pain Drew relaxed
his grip on her wrist. Her hands van
ished-the dispatch box and the hat
pin along with them-just as the count
beloved:
II cannot get this miserable door
open! II is jammed!"
June waited to hear no more. She
tore open the end of the bundle, thrust
the metal box into it, closed il again
and, snatching 1t up, raced Zadly for
the pier Nor did she pause until she
h. hurled the bulky parcel far out
into the sea.
Meantime, in the shack. pande-
monium had broken loose. Both men
threw their bodies frantically against
the unyielding door,
AS the door at last fell ToddsX I'D
the count rushed forth. pahx.L
disheveled, in pursuit of the thiefs
ut was a woman!" pulled Drew as
he broke into run. Our only clue is
that / saw the sleeve of a sailor suit
and-and-there was fiery Red Cir
Gle on the back OF her hand!"
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