The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1916-12-01
A sinister CLEAN came into Street

Lieutenant, 60 to Captain Karl at
once. Say that someone Is here with
a message from Tourville," he said.
"And as soon as Captain Karl leaves
the room, inform Major Won Brenig
that alone, single-handed, have cap
tured an English spy" Already Street.
man was gloating over his intended re-
prisal.
Before executing his errand Lieuten-
ant Baum-at Streetman's request
handed his revolver to the spy from the
Wilhelmstrasse.
"Sergeant-send for a military auto
mobile. Have it come here at once. /
have a little matter at Tourville to
attend to, personally" Streetman said.
As he lay bound in the cellar he had
heard almost every word Of Larry's
instructions to the pseudo Madame de
Lorde.
"Your hands up this timer Street
man snapped the moment Captain Red
mond stepped inside the public room
of the Lion dor.
Larry obeyed with lightning alac-
rity. And he gazed at Streetman open
| mouthed.
"How the devil did you get loose"
he asked.
"You are going to die, my friend"
the other said. He was in no mood
for footless explanations. Essentials
! were all that interested him at the mo-
ment
"Well, go ahead, and hurry" Larry
said somewhat bitterly. 1t was hard
to lose, when he had come so near to
winning the game. "'Tis not so pleas
ant standin' here waitin' for death as
you seem to think" he told Streetman.
But his enemy was not yet ready.
mo, you shall not die as a soldier,
but as a spy" he threatened. 81 could
have shot you as you came in that
door, but ! wanted to give you a
chance"
"This is hell Of a chancew Larry
retorted.
"At least your information will
never reach the English" Streetman
informed him. 81 have sent for a mo-
tor and 1 shall find the lady of Tour
vile. And as you die, want you to
take with you the thought that not
only has that lady"
| What taunt lay upon the fellows lips
Larry never knew. For the moment,
| Captain Redmond forgot his own dan
ger as he caught sight OF a small,
light figure that crept up behind Street
/ or hA hut
not the quaint little Jeanne whom
Charlie Brown had known. Pale, in
tense, silent, she stole up to Street
man like some avenging fate. In her
hand cleaned long knife. And it
was already raised when Larry gave
smothered shout.
"Look out, Streetman! Look out be-
hind your he called.
But Henry Streetman only smiled
complacently.
"Oh, that Is an old trickw he an
swered. 81 do not take my eyes from
you"
Something stayed Jeanne's hand
even as it fingered in the air. Perhaps
she quailed at the thought Of what
she was about to do. Perhaps it was
that she paused to gloat over her VIC
| tim.
my God, grill What are you do
ing? No-not like that! Give him
chance!" Larry begged her. But little
Jeanne did not seem to hear him.
VERY dramaticr Streetman said
with a contemptuous curl of his lip.
He was positive that Larry was sham
| ming.
And then Jeanne Christophe struck.
With all her strength she sheathed the
| knife In Streetman's back.
He gave one groan and toppled for
ward upon the floor at Larry's feet
what have you doneg" Larry cried,
horrifed at the tragedy.
Little Jeanne was quite calm. She
was no longer frightened. Something
akin to an ecstasy filed her with
strange elation. Her great eyes seemed
not to see Captain Redmond. And
with her white, pathetic face raised
heavenward she said
HE killed my father. A
life for life! Father, you are
avenged"
Larry took one swift look at that
figure huddled upon the floor. Street
man had not moved.
"Hurry, girl, hurry! They'll shoot
your he said.
Her answer filed him with amaze
ment.
"No, m'sieu, they will not" she told
him. "They will think you did 1t.
was there listening. He has sent a
soldier to inform them that he has cap
tured you, Captain Karl"
"And the girl-did he tell him about
the girl at Tourville? Larry asked
her, while a horrid fear clutched his
| throat.
mo, m'sieu-he did not He had
sent for an automobile to go there. He
would attend to that matter himself"
Captain Redmond breathed a prayer
Of thanksgiving. Ethel was still safe.
Jeanne Christophe urged him to hide.
But Larry's first thoughts were of the
little Belgian girl. Hurriedly he d.
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