The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-10-13
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 'Tn other words" Jim challenged her more coolly-he had drawn fur ther away from her and had quite re- covered himself-''you want me to be lieve that you, instead of being, in that. house as a spy of the regent, were there. for the American cause!'
 "No." she denied as coolly. ''I mere ly told that ito Tou. as 1t might prove possibly interesting to you. I don't care a cartridge whether you believe It or notr' A cartridge?' he repeated.
 N She turned from him abruptly with out offering explanation, and seemed suddenly entirely absorbed in the hanck. landscape the other side of the cur door. Jim observed her . mo- ment as she buttoncl her blouse jack ct close about her neck again and drew on her heavy gloves. Her whole attitude said to him more plainly than words, ''Well, what are you going to do about it?'' ta
 He did not know. and he was aware that she knew that he did not. Her explanation of herself though once she all but had won him with it--of course was absurd. fantastic It ac- counted in no way for her business there in aviator's garb, on the train, nor had she offered reason for her go- ing through the train at the risk of being recognized, as she was. She fas- tened her gloves, but still stood with her back to him. waiting; and as he realized that she was watching his sindecision as he nnirrored himself in the black glass before her, he turned to the other door offthe vestibule.
 The train was rushing steadily at much more than moderate speed through a fiat farming country houses rather close together and now tall spired church told that the train was approS ching { town, and Jim, gazing out wondering idly for an instant what place it might be. A click behind him caused him to jerk about Marion Mar llatt kad lifted the platform step before the other door and, as he turned, she pulled the door in and ran down the car steps
 .sWhat are you doingg.' he cried. rnd grabbed at her; she escaped his fingers and crpuched on the lowest ftep.
 "Corhe backr' he ordered. But as. he shouted to her she leaped- The train dashed o1, and her slight figure was lost from the light from the car. Jim, halted for the instant, now balanced on the bottom step. He swung down and let go, trying to run as his feet etruek the ground, bat he stumbled, { fell. and rolled over and over. He had leaped over the rock ballast of the roadbed and landed in soft, soggy loam which tripped him ard sent him tumbling, but without serioua hurt. The train had passed It was bnly 9 speeding streak. of yellow light far down the track when Jim sat up and dizzily took stock of himself and tried to get up on his feet. p, XII
 Why he had leaped after Marion 1fArlatt was not yet entirely clear iu his mind Whether he had done il because, believing she was a spy. he meant to try to, prevent her escape or because he realized that, after such [ leap, she must be hurt and must need aid he did not know. He got to his feet, still somewhat stunned, and swayed as he stared after the train 1t was half a mile away now and rush ing swiftly, steadily, when suddenly the front caEs, next the middsc rowf Of lighted windows, now the end oi the rows of light. plunged forward and anished A. roaring detonation came