The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1916-01-08

ing boat with q kicker in 1.-THE Onl'
notorboat in the place. It was wei
manned, with q crew of six of tn
most disreputable-looking character
that ever drew the breath of life. Her
nandez talked to them-tith money
mo lights" he cautioned, "ant
muffle that kicker. And be quicl
about it now"
1T is all right, senor," said the maj
at the tiller; I'VE r about all hours
of the night. No one thinks of us
one way or the other" He pointed
out to sea. you perceive" he said
there are other fisher boats"
Good" said Hernandez, "the more
the merrier."
Without lights they kicked to with
in almost hailing distance of the AL
bany. Then Hernandez. showed a
light. 1t was Immediately answered
from the deck. "It is good" he said,
I'VE understand each other"
Inez fastened from the deck and en-
tered her cabin.
Her cabin was Annette's as well.
Her plans well laid-and she had felt
they were the only plans to make-she
retired for the night, but not to
sleep.
AT three o'clock she rose, and n
twisted the bundle that Joe had
filched for her. She sighed with salts
faction as she shook it out Of it's
folds. 1t was a uniform-one of
Meals. She donned it swiftly-hur-
riedly-silently. There was no light
in the cabin, save the moon, sitting in
through port holes. Annette's face
was bathed in light. But Annette was
fast asleep.
She was totally oblivious to the
presence of the providing figure in
male uniform who stole neal and ever
nearer-who now CROPPED about her
neck.
Suddenly, with M quick and final
tug Inez wrenched at the chamois
bag.
Annette woke with a scream upon
her lips. But the hand of Inez was
quicker than Annette's voice. Inez's
hand closed over Annette-her knee
crushed down her breast.
The wildcat in Annette rose. She
was a fine fighter. She squirmed with
one twist out of the grasp of this
unseen foe, and grappled with her as
sailant. Inez was no match for her,
and soon found it out. /.
Annette dragged her to the ray of
moonlight and looked at her.
She gasped and dropped her hold.
"You-Irene Courtier," she cried.
But Irene-Inez Castro if you please
was no longer there. In that in
stant-and that was the instant for
the last few seconds she had waited
form that instant she had leaped to
her feet and made her getaway.
And Inez knew the Albany-every
part of that huge b%attleship she had
studied with the care of an engineer.
She knew just what to do and where
to go, and how to elude pursuit. She
rushed to one spot where safety lay,
reached the rail, leaped over it, and
with the agility Of a professional diver
struck the water with scarcely a
Now" said Hernandez to his helms
man, like mad for that spot of white"
Inez, fresh and supple notwithstand-
ing her struggle-in fact the struggle
had nerved her up-swam toward the
boat and the boat steamed
toward her. Within a short time
almost less time than it takes to tell
it-Ponto was once more kicking the
Brute. And the Brute in turn leaned
over the side of the kicker, and with
The sweep of one powerful hand and
drew a dripping object from the
1t was Inez, gasping for
Now, like the devil for the Shore"
whispered Hernandez.
They obeyed. But if Inez now gasped
or breath, Annette had ceased to gasp
or breath. Her first coherent thought
vas to feel for her chamois bag. 1t +
vas safe. Her next effort was speech.
She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Her third was action. She darted to
he deck and gave the alarm.
Within a moment a launch was
manned and had put off from the
ruiser-Neal in command. s
Suddenly n Of Meals men point
d toward the shore. The searchlight {
f the cruiser was playing upon a S
ticker making full speed south.
That's our boat" said Neal, like
he devil now" {
In five minutes they caught her. {
Zeal saw at a glance she showed no !,
ghts. 1t convinced him. Without a r
,ord he swung his launch alongside b
nd his men leaped GRO the gun
ale. Every jack tar either had his
ian by the throat, OF was tickling
is ribs with a knife. !
We've got EN- ALL" said some
ody. &
Where's the woman" queried Neal.
But there was no woman-no Inez :
What's more there was no :
ernandez, no Ponto, no Brute.
mo use," said Neal, the birds have
,wn. No use chasing Them" he con-
,ded, when those birds fly, they fly.
eve got to give 'em credit"
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