The Yale expositor., 1917-07-19

SESSION. Inc Silent Menace, however,
was not present. He had been there
and his return was mOmentarily ex-
pected.
He is late" commented one men,
Der of the group looking at his watch.
After some time had passed, a taxi
cab dashed up to the landing. -Four
men of businesslike appearance leaped
out and gazed around as If expecting
to be met. In some disappointment
they dismissed the taxi and cautious
ly approached the vessel. The decks
fore and aft were deserted.
II guess this is the boat" specialized
one of the four, noticing the name on
the prov. "It's the L. b. Thomas"
They hurried across the gang plank
into the wagon entrance under the
head rail. There a masked man, lin
gering in the shadows, stepped forth.
"The disguise is excused, gentle
menT"
Sure" grunted one of the men.
THAT was understood"
"You are ready to do businessT
For spot cash only"
Follow"
Several of the ships crew, negroes,
now put in an appearance, hustled
huge box on their shoulders and led
the way to the ship captains cabin.
They deposited their burden and with
drew.
The four visitors entered, followed
Inv Tho in hn xtrhn nInGoH
and locked the door.
'Messieurs," he began, addressing
the Foreign Alliance, whose faces also
were muffled. "These are the Amer
lean munition manufacturers.
The Foreign Alliance returned to
their seats, focusing their undivided
attention upon their leader and the
matter at hand.
Monsieur Karnaviw The man thus
addressed rose. you are the NUM-
ton expert and will outline our prop
osition."
ut is this" briskly began Karnavi,
advancing. 1--WE have here" point
ing to the box, e. an explosive of
hitherto unimaginable potency. We
alone know its composition, several
tons of which are secreted in this ship.
What we lack are castings. These cas-
ings must be In various sizes and
shapes, resembling say, an imitation
bunch of grapes, an ear of corn or a
potato, and so forth. How quickly can
you manufacture the casingsT
"How soon do you want themW
"a carload of the potato sizes with
in two weeks from date"
Delivered where?"
ITO our submarine warehouses at
at =" turning to their silent and
listening leader, at which ware
house, monsieur? Bay, Sound, Capes
or Gulf, or shall we save time by ship
ping via the West Coast?"
Now ensued a short parley in lam
guage which the intensely interested
and somewhat uneasy visitors did not
understand. Presently Monsieur Kar-
navi mentioned certain celebrated
town on the middle Atlantic coast.
The munition manufacturers agreed
that freight facilities to this point
were ideal and that unloading could
be accomplished without the slightest
suspicion.
"Now let us see the color Of your
money and that sample bomb" said
one of the manufacturers, inpatient
". "We can make the deliveries If
the castings are simple to mold"
Another member of the Foreign AL
lance left his seat and taking from his
pocket an ofiicial-like envelope handed
it to his superior. 1t was unsealed.
1t contained a draft payable at the
banking house of Null & Son, one of
the foremost financial institutions in
America, having to do with information
al dealings running far into the mil
lions of dollars.
There was no question of the genu-
inc character of this draft which any
one could cash.
Ts it satisfactory, gentlemen
suavely inquired the leader of the For
elgn Alliance.
The Americans were more profound
ly impressed than they cared to show.
'lulIe. All Slulleu DIOuuiy.
The leader of the Foreign Alliance
now approached the box containing the
sample bomb. 1t was curiously con-
structed affair not unlike a wardrobe
trunk in size and dimensions.
1.-THE lid is on the side," explained
the leader of the Foreign Alliance as
he stopped to release 1t. "Its a pret,J
big hiding place for such little pack
age. But, them He shrugged ex-
pressively. "The package is so dam
gerous. If 1t were to strike the floor
it would explode and blow up the
ship"
The Americans drew back in alarm
as the leader of the Foreign Alliance
opened the lock.
An instant of suspense followed. He
started to raise the lid when 1t flew
open and he drew back startled. Miss
Pearl Dare stepped out Of the box
holding the potato-shaped sample
bomb threateningly in her hand.
"Stop I" she cried, as with wild yells
a.