The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1917-09-08
|HCTAN ER The Man Fish
~ Z By Jean de Ia Hire
A Strange Story of Mystery and
FGpGticism
FHn0tICISnI

| there, In q low voice. broken by gasps
OF emotion. a dennite understanding
took place.
"Baucis," said Nine. Martha, @dId
you hear? Tomorrow they arrive. I
have told you everything so that you
might understand. You do under
stand. 1t IL tomorrow, do / sayf
Then today, In a few hours, Severac.
father Of my son, will attack the
Lost Isle, and Hictaner, my son, will
you understands
HTes, mistress, yesY'
You viii net be afraid?@
hNo, NOS
lsFour hand viii not tremblsrs
mo mistress, shall be strOug.S
Il hope We shall not need to KIN
scipio, De vou recall what must Be
i'Yes.S
Every well. Baucis, now let US try
to sleep We shall need calm, strong
neryes'
Five minutes later the two women
and arose at Q o'clock In the morns
ing.
Il was the hour when, on the Per.
sian gulf. the light Of the sun made
the water CLEAN with Incompatible
brightness.
Anti was wrong In thinking that
the entire feet was leaving for the
attack on the Lost Isle. II adyaneed,'
but this march, very slow, was only Z
ruse Of war, which Admiral Germinst
had thought Of in the course Of =
conversation with Charles SeysFac.
The result Of his idea was thisi
=.
the direction Of the Lost Isle. At
nightfaIl OF April ~, that night dur
ing which there took place at the
Lost Isle the mysterious converse
tion between Nine. Martha and Bau-
els, the Cyclone detached itself from
the feet, and with It's lights out, pro
ceedsd at full speed toward the Lsst
Isle, plotted By 5evsrac.
At Q O'Clock the following morning
II arrived over the submarine recess
In which Hlctaner lay.
There the Cyclone stopped.
Near the turret, 5svsrao was stan6-
ing on deck dressed In q diving ceS.
tune. The electric mirror was slunR
around his neck By q strap.
He was surrounded by CiseraE,
sainte Claire. First Mate Mathisu,
and some sailors.
Don't be uneasy about me-, SAID I
5evsrac to the lieutenant OF the Va1s
sel. 81 shall conquer or die.
when my foot touches the BubmAs
rine rock under the torpedo bo9t, yua
wTli return to the feet.
Repeat to Admiral Germlnst that
viii have an Interview with him to-
morrow night at the Lost Isle. II he
sees three white fires burning on The
rocks OF the Isle. he may surround ie
and lie at a distance in order to avoid
the mines which must lie scattered
everywhere. When daylight comsas .
he may safely disembark In the
aunches. which can easily avoid the
.orpedoes.
Three white fires viii tell him that
have conquered. II these. fires do
not burn that night he may know
hat i am a prisoner or dead.
Then the admiral will do ls he has
planned. You win not forget any.
hing. N. de CiserAI.
mo, monsieur" replied the officer,
moved IN spite OF himself by admira-
ion for the man who could thus pro-
sed alone against the most formid-
Ible power ever known.
Very WELL" said sevsrac colby,
your hands. gentlemen"
When he had grasped the out
stretched hands OF officers and men,
'everac said:
MY helmet"
Immediately his head was snvsl-
ped in a copper diving helmet. On
IFS back they hung the reservoir Of
air which would permit
lin to breathe In the water for six.
cen hours
BY simple lock. whose spring was
N his left shoulder. within reach OF
lis right hand. Severac could. in the
winkling of an eye, detach the he'll
net from the collar and take II on.
1t was a mechanism of his own IN
'ention and one with which he had ex;
'erimented many times IN the face OF
ituAtions similar to that in which he
Don expected to ind himself. He fit-
ed them together and when It was
lone Ciserat ordered:
ITO the water.
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