The Carlisle independent., 1917-04-26

Were Enabled to Watch Without Be-
 ing Seen.
 hat heavy veil which could instantly be dropped over her face in case of necessity.
 From their place of eoncealment be- hind the palms Morton and Olga, who had purposely gone to the restaurant early, saw Hope and Cleo enter, and saw them conducted by tho head waiter to table which he had evi. dently reserved for them. And, at small table behind a column, watch ing all four of them. sat Mahlin.
 All at once Olga, who had never taken her eyes from the door, grasped Morton's arm.
 Look" she whispered There he isl"
 In the doorway, parcel under his arm, stood Doctor Owen. A boy was helping him off with his coat. Even as Olga spoke he signaled to the head waiter. They were so close that they cosld hear his words
 Where is Lieutenant Hope sitting% he asked. He is expecting me"
 Yes, sir" said the man, preceding him down the room toward Hopes table. This way. if you please, sir"
 Owen had started to follow the head waiter when Mor.-1, realizing that to obtain possessiorNEf the book he must adopt desperate measures, stepped from behind the palms,
 This is Doctor Owen. isn't it?" he said cordially. 'I am Lieutenant Hope. heard you asking for me It was mighty kind of you to meet me here. Suppose we step out to the bar and have drink before ordering dinner?"
 But the doctor instinctively hesi. tated.
 He had a vague feeling that there was something familiar about the fel- low. And he seemed overnervous in his manner; overeager. And naval of- fcers do not usually appear to be nervous in such ordinary situations.
 Meanwhile the head waiter, suppos. ing that Doctor Owen was following him, proceeded down the room to the table where Cleo and Hope were sit ting.
 Here is the gentleman you were ex- pecting, sir" he said, and pulled out the extra chair.
 Beg pardon, sir" he added, but he seems to have stopped to talk with another gentleman. That's him, there by the door. sir"
 ha hand a paper-wrapped parcel to the man with whom he was talking. Springing to his feet so suddenly that he upset his chair he fairly sprinted the length of the room.
 "Is this Doctor Owen?"
 Yes" said the doctor That's my name.'
 My name is Hope" said the officer rapidly. T wired you yesterday about Fftzmaurice's book. Did you bring it with you?"
 But this man says his name is Hope" cried the bewildered physician. indicating Morton, who, having ob- tained the book, was slowly edging to- ward the door. There's the book uo gut IL III HIS 0anu. l lASt gave it to him."
 Hope whirled on Morton.
 Give me that book" he demanded, advancing threateningly.
 Not on your life, Mister Lieuten- ant" sneered the other. and, as Hope sprang at him, he turned and slipped the book to Olga. AS Hope and Nor ton grappled, Olga dashed toward the door; but. quick though she was. Cleo, who had seen everything, was quicker still. Flinging herself, with all the strength of her 1.-the young body, upon the Russian woman, she wrested the precious volume from her hand. AS she did so she felt the floor of the restaurant heave sickeningly beneath her feet. The building rocked and reeled the chandeliers swung like pendulums gone mad; glassware and dishes went crashing to the floor; the music stopped abruptly; and diners. walters and musicians joined in a mad stampede for the door,
 Its an earthquake," screamed someone. Run for your hves!" and at that moment the ceiling fel1.
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