Omaha daily bee., 1916-08-31
The Secret ii, If Submarine
BY e. Alexander Powell
rrs" Fighting In Fisnders Glory" vivs IL
Copyrighted, 1915, by e. Alexander Powell

"Good--let's see it.
mot quite so fast, my friend" re.
piled the officer. "You don't get the
book until Miss Burke has been re-
leased"
Miss Burke will be released as
/ soon as you hand over the book de-
clared Mahlin. "On my honor
"You haven't any," sneered Hope
81 intend to keep the book until you
release Miss Burke. | don't have to
ttrus, you and I'm not going to"
! IF you don't hands over the book
( I'll take it," snarled Mahlin, and
raised his hand as though giving a
! sigual Hope, who had come pre-
pared for trcachery, whirled abou,
with the Quickness OF thought, No,
was he an instant too soon, for, moi
nace away, was Satsuma, in his up
yaiscd hsad knife. Hope, acting
with the hghtningl'e decision of :
trained boxer, launched an uppercut
which caught the japanese squarely
on the point Of the jaw. Under the
terrific impact OF the blow Satsuma':
head snapped back as though his neck
was broken. Keeling backward, his
legs struck the low windowsill and
too dazed to save himself from
Hopes impact, he plunged outward
and downward to the stone-paved
court. four stories below, So quickly
did it occur that before Mahlin fully
realized what had happened Hope wa:
again facing him and he was looking
into the muzzle OF the others weapon
Hands up" ordered Hope curtly
and Mahlin, recognizing the fulfill,
Of resistance, sullenly obeyed,
~ am pressed for time" said Hope
taking out his watch, 80 can only
give you three minutes in which to de-
eide whether you are going to tell me
where Miss Burke Is"
will you let me go il tell yot
where the girl ISL" asked Mahlin, Wis
IDLY weakened. will you give me
your word not to turn me over to the
policc?"
If Miss Burke is unframed shall
not mention your name to the police
but If you've injured haii
of her head III send you to San Quen'
tin for life"
you hold the winning hand,
growled Mahlin, captivating. dc
you know where Suisun bay isf'
"Yes."
"On the south shore, about hall
way between Martinez and Cornwall
there's an abandoned pier. At the
end of it there's an old storehouse
She's in there"
Picking his way down the stairs ID
the darkness, Hope gave sigh Of
relief as the door Of the empty house
closed behind him and he found him
self in the open air again, Fastening
to the nearest drug store he tele'
phoned for touring car, stipulatins
that the driver must be familiar with
the roads leading to Suisun bay. Hi
stopped at the hotel to pick up the
anxious Hook.
To reach the bay by motor is nc
easy matter, for the roads leading tc
it are b ut little used, so it lacked onl,
few minutes to midnight when the
driver brought his car to stop al
the shore-end of the rambshackle pier
which Mahlin had described.
Inserting in the paddock the key h
had obtained from Mahlin, Hop.
pushed open the door,.
"Cleo," he called anxiously. Cleo
Are you there? Its Hope"
But to his summons there was nc
answer. Cleo was gone. Suddenl,
Hook, who was advancing slowly
with the match sheltered in his cup,
ped palm, gave an. exclamation and
stopped dead. Had he taken another
step he would have plunged through
an open trap door in the floor of the
storehouse into the waters of the bay
which gurgled and Tapped the timbers
of the pier only few feet below
That someone had recently gone
through that trapdoor was all too evi.
dent, for on the floor beside it, as
though tossed there hastily, lay .
woman's hat, a pair of high-heeled
satin slippers and an evening coat.
Come" he said at last, pulling
himself together, We've no time tc