The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-06-18

nalI or that preLCy Iace or ms DurnoO to a crisp you'll do what I tell you to do. Do you understand? I'll scar him worse than was scared, if you try any tricks with me in this!"
 "In--in what?" demanded the white-faced girl.
 "In exactly one-half hour I want you to walk past the soldiers monu- ment and hand me a paper. That paper is somewhere in your father s vault. It Is one-half of code list and chart, on a square of yellow manila. Do you understand?"
 "But how am to know this paper? ?'' asked the terrified girl, fencing for time.
 It's chart, map, one-half of the map of Windward Island. For old Golden wasn't such a fool as he seemed"-and again the venomous laugh sounded low over the wire. "Tf your father had got hold of my half of that map a little earlier in the game he wouldn't have needed to dig for ten years through that sand looking for his precious treasure Now it's my chance, and I want that paper. And unless you want your secretary to come home 8 rather unpleasant thing to look at. you're going to have that map in my hands in half an hour. So tell me quick. what your answer is. Do get it?"
 "But-but it may not be here," par ried the girl.
 Its there all right! And I want your answer, and I want it quick Will you bring it?"
 Yes, I'll bring it." she at last said over the wire. Then she sat motion less. with her hands gripping the desk
 Give me police headquarters" she called out as she caught up the re- ceiver. The next minute she was ex- blaming to the desk official at Center street the news of Legar's latest threat and the needof forestalling it.
 She found 1t at last, in package of 1aded deeds and papers to do with Wlndward Island, and while one glance at it persuaded her that it was indeed a chart of the island, the fact that it represented only one-half of this island tended to convince her that Legar had spoken the truth.
 She crossed to the rosewood desk.
 Confronting her, with slightly tri- umphant smile on his deep-scarred face, stood Legar himself.
 II am intruding, I know" he began in his suavely calculated tones, "but there was possibility, you see, of your friends in uniform interrupting our meeting beside the soldiers mon ument!"
 The girls fingers, as she edged away along the desk, closed determinedly on the scrap of manila paper still held in her hand.
 Her movement was arrested by the ringing of the telephone bell close be- side her. As she stood watching Le- gar that call was repeated again and again.
 Answer that phone!' he suddenly commanded.
 Why he should order her to do so she could not understand.
 The next moment great load seemed to lift suddenly from her heart, and a renewed wave of au- dacity swept through her body, for the voice that spoke to her over the wire was the triumphant voice of Manley himself Manley declaring that he was free said that he would hurry back to her as fast as wheels could carry him.
 ''Who spoke then?" cried Legar, his face clouded by a move which appar- ently was an unexpected one from his standpoint. But the wine of hope now singing through the girls veins made her more crafty more ready to face Legar with his own. weapons. Instead of answering him her hand moved out to the bell button, for with the ring ing of that bell, she felt, would sure ly come help. And once the slip of manila was back in the vault. and the door locked, she now had little to