The Washington times., 1916-02-04
CONTINUED from Yesterday

handed to surfton. That evening
he called on Iunc. As they sat
in window nook in the library
OF the cottage, he SAID:
Il have surprise for Won, Miss
Travis. I meant to tell YOU about 1t
this morning. but all that excitement
about the monkey and the mysterious
writing on the sand drove it out cf my
mind"
"A surprise for me-" she as;ed "A
new clue in the Red Circle mystery""
Even moro welcome than that. l
think" he made answer. drawing some
thinS hing. ,. from his wsistroat pocket
He held up pearl pendant that
danGled from a slender gold chain. At
sight Of 1t, June cried out with 10Y:
"Oh. my pearls she exclaimed, rap
turously. MY beautiful pendant that
was stolen"
Il told you how we found the jewels
Alma La Sale stole at the ball" said
Max. Il recognized this pendant And
! got leave to bring it back to you at
once
"Oh. thank you! Thank you E. thou
sand times. How shall l ever be able
to thank YOU as l ought to''
BY letting me put the pendant back
where 1t belongs" he answered, his eyes
With an embarrassed laugh she held
cut the chain 10 him, Almost rerer'
emily he took it. rose and stepped be
hind her. Ga'essnely, ne placed The
throat. taking an unduly long time ir
closing the catch tnat fastened ths
t,inket in place.
susted the chain. The perfume of hel
dark hair was in his nostrils. 1t wen
10 his brain like strong drink. :. Thrift
surged thrcuGh the man. Ills wonted
~ CCol nerves We're a-tiESle. His hear
heat like q sledac hammer
in place. But his trembling hand!
were loath TO move away from her. IL!
curls at the back OF her neck.
He was standing behind her. Believ'
ing himself unseen. he StUoued fowCl
rntil his lips rested lightly for, an IN
the opposite oval 6 mirror, saw every
At the almost impcr reptible toucl
Of his lips to her hair sh% felt he
thing strange :, some1hng terrif,yin'
June! he brea,hed. tensely. bend
ing over until his face was Nose 4
hcrs. June! My
Mary appearcd lettering, as If with
"It purpose. Just "utside the 2ro,
June came I" herself win start. n
Though frcr. suI'ic wonderful dream.
II am afraid it is rather late sal
lamar; forcing Commonplace !.T. s tor, ton
Miss Travis. am glad to have bee
able to get back your pendant for yor
And I'm sorry to have had to tell 70
your reformed friend. Sam Eagan.
still a crook and is a fugitive from jus
tice Good night
We was GOnc-leavinC June starin
after him, her eyes wide with wstf'
longing. Mary rgn ,ca cam" ",, forwnrd ,,n%I an
"Oh. my baby, my baby" murmure
the old woman in keen distress. Il sa'
It. 7 saw It all. He's in love with YOU
And-God help us.-you'rc in love wit
him"
"I'm not" denied June. with a sur
den vehemencc. I'm not! I'm not"'
Patrolman O'Hara-newest member {
Surftons dim 'nutivr police force-ws
walking his beat sin a disConsolat
frame of mind. Patrolmsn O'lIara wa
~ love. The mill'art summer moon. &c
night. brought him momentsry Nisior
Of the girl he wanted to marry. B'
common sense brought him far MOI
clear visions Of hcr ohduratc old fath'
wh" would not hear of such a marrias
until Patrolman O'Hara should win pr
motion.
And ir y dead and alive suburb lil
Surfton. what earthly chance was the,
for promotion" There w"ro few crime
10 thwart or to detCCr IN this peacef'
resort There woro no lives to SaVc--c'
copt Of Cramp-smitten swimmers. an
the coast guard looked out for that. n
he might stick 10 this dreary job fC
another ten years without hcing promo
ted.
Patrolman OIIara sighed. Luck VI,
lodging him. That was certain. Yet
was forever looking for chances TO di
tinguish himself. For instance, only tn
very evening, n circular about a fsmol
metropolitan crook had arrived at II
Surfton police station. Oiiara had roa
it six times. He studied the picture
the crooks face until nc felt he Wou
know It a mile away.
Eut what good would that do? 'rh"
was no chanc" that such an illustrio
ornament of tho metropolitan unde
world as Smiling Sam" Eagsn won
drift into place like Surfton No po
Sihle chance that he
PatroIman O'Tara turned a corn
and came to n standstill as abruptly
If he had run into a atone wall. Fif
feet ahead of him WIS an all-nig
lunch room--thC only place on the hlo
whose window lights were still bur
ing.
In front of the lunchroom was
blackboard menu, setting forth &
delights of various StodGY dainties
comfortably low price,
And, in the full flare Of the windo
light, his hat pushed back on his for
head, stood a man, hunErily readil
the menu.
Patrolman OIIara had not studi
that police circular for nothing. At
glance he reCogni2 the man beSi
the black board mrpu. 1t was I
crook whose roEue's gallery phot
graph was reproduced or the clrcul'
1t was Smiling sam" Eagan.
PatroIman O'IIara had visions aga
this time visions OF swift prom
tion. His chance had come. lie ste
ped forward.
NJ SiSht of him EaEan wheeled a
began to shuttle away into the col
narrative darkneSs Of lhe mo'r
street That was uuIl" enough
IatroImau OIIara with 4 shout,
save chase.
sam, at sound Of tho quicken