Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-05-23

lumpy masses Of furniture and vague
outlines Of walls and doors. She clos
ed the door behind her and stood trem-
bnng-this was somehow like burglary,
she felt-at least it had the thrill OF
burglary.
The girl tiptoed around high back
ed chair, CROPPED her way to the gen.
erals desk and fumbled there. Her
hand fell upon the double tubes of the
binoculars. She picked them up, part.
ed the curtains and stepped through
the opened glass doors to the balcony.
Not q sound anywhere but the faint
cluck and cackle of cargo hoists down
In the harbor. Jane put the glasses
to her eyes and began to sweep the
light pointed vista below the cliff.
Scores Of pin prick beams Of radiance
marked the neet where it choked the
roadstead-red and white beetles eyes
in the dark. She swung the glasses
nearer shore. All, there lay the Sax
onia, with her three rows Of glowing
portfolios near the water; the binocu
lars even picked out the double column
Of smoke from her stacks. Three brief
hours and that mass OF shadow would
be moving-moving-
A noise, very slight, came from the
library behind the opened doors. The
marine glasses remained poised In the
girls hands while she listened. Again
the noise-a faint metallic click.
She hardly breathed. Turning ever
SO slowly, she put one hand between
the curtains and parted them so that
she could look throughsinto the cav
ernous gloom behind her.
A light moved there-a clear, round
eye Of light. Behind it was the faint.
est suggestion Ola figure at the double
doors just blur Of white 1t was, but
It moved stealthily, swiftly. She heard
q key turn in lock. Then swiftly the
eye Of light travelled across the library
to the door leading to General Gran.
dall's room. There It paused to cut
the handle Of the door and keyhole be-
meath out Of darkness. A brown hand
slipped into tho clear shaft Of white.
ness. put q key into the keyhole and
softly turned 1t. The same was done
for the locks Of Lady Crandalps door,
on the opposite side Of the library, and
for The one Jane had just closed be.
hind her-her own door. Then the cir.
Gle Of light, seeming to have an intel.
ligence al its own, approached the
desk, hew swiftly to drawer and
there paused. Once more the brown
hand plunged into the bore Of light.
the drawer was carefully opened, and
q steel blue revolver reflected bright
sparks from it's barrel az it was with.
drawn.
Jane, hardly daring to breathe and
with the heavy curtains gathered close
70 that only a space. for her eyes was
left open, watched the orb Of light fas-
cinated.4 It CROPPED under the desk,
found nest of slender wires. There
was "snick, snickg' and the severed
ends Of the wires dropped to the floor.
The burnished dial Of the wall safe,
sets near the double doors, was the next
object to come under the restless,
searching eye. While light poured
steadily upon the circular bit Of steel
delicate fingers played with It, twist
ing and turning this way and that.
Then they were laid upon the handle
of the safe door, and 1t swung noise
lessly back. A tapering brown hand,
white sleeved, fumbled In small
drawer, withdrew q packet Of papers
and selected one.
Jano stepped boldly :.:s:cc the room
.Sahibah!" The white club OF the
electric fash smote her full in the face.
"What are you doing at that safe.
Jaimihr Khan?" Jane spoke as steadi.
" as she could though excitement had
its fingers at her throat, and all her
nerves were twittering. She heard
some sharply whistled foreign word,
which might have been curse.
Something that concerns you not at
all. Sahibah," the Indian answered, his
voice smooth ~ oil. He kept the light
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