Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1917-01-05
A sinister CLEAN came into Street

i a message from IOurVlII0, HS 6dAu'
sAnd as soon as Captain Karl leaves
the room, inform Major Won Brenig
that / alone. single-handed, have cap
tured an English spy" Already Street
man was gloating over his intended re-
prisal.
Before executing his errand L1euten-
ant Baum-at Streetman's request
handed his revolver to the spy from the
Wilhelmstrasse.
! "Sergeant-send for a military auto
mobile. Have it come here at once.
have a little matter at Tourville to
attend to, personally" Streetman said.
AS he lay bound in the cellar he had
heard almost every word Of Larry's
instructions to the pseudo Madame de
Lorde.
sa
sYour hands up this timer Street
man snapped the moment Captain Red
mond stepped inside the public room
Of the Lion dor.
Larry obeyed with lightning alac-
rity. And he gazed at Streetman open
mouthed.
"How the devil did you get loosen"
he asked.
''You are going to die, my friend, )"
the other said. He was in no mood
for footless explanations. Essentials
were all that interested him at the mo-
ment
sWell, go ahead, and hurryY' Larry
said somewhat bitterly. It was hard
| to lose, when he had come so nearN to
winning the game. !" Ills not SO pleas
ant standin' here waitin' for death as
you seem to think" he fold Streetman.
But his enemy was not vet ready.
''No, you shall not die as soldier,
but as a spy" he threatened. II could
have shot you as you came in that
door, but / wanted to give you a
chance"
''This is a hell of chancev' Larry
retorted.
'At least your information will
never reach the English Streetman
informed him. ST have sent for mo-
tor and shall find the lady Of Tour
vile. And as you die, want you to
take with you the thought that not
only has that lady"
What taunt lay upon the fellows lips
Larry never knew. For the moment,
Captain Redmond forgot his own dan
ger as he caught sight of small,
| light figure that crept up behind Street
man. It was Jeanne Christophe-
not the quaint little Jeanne whom
Charlie Brown had known. Pale, in
| tense, silent, she stole up to Street
man like some avenging fate. In her
hand cleaned a long knife. And it
was already raised when Larry gave
smothered shout.
"Look out, Streetman! Look out be-
hind you!" he called.
But Henry Streetman only smiled
complacently.
"Oh, that is an old trick!' he an
swered. IT do not take my eyes from
you"
Something stayed Jeanne's hand
even as it fingered in the air. Perhaps
she quailed at the thought Of what
she was about to do. Perhaps it was
that she paused to gloat over her vic.
| tim.
my God, girl! What are you de-
ing? No-not like that! Give him a
chance!" Larry begged her. But little
Jeanne did not seem to hear him.
Every dramatic!' Streetman said
with contemptuous curl Of his lip.
He was positive that Larry was sham
ming.
And then Jeanne Christophe struck.
With all her strength she sheathed the
knife in Streetman's back.
He gave one groan aud toppled for
ward upon the floor at Larry's feet.
"What have you done?" Larry cried,
Mortified at the tragedy.
Little Jeanne was quite calm. She
was no longer frightened. Something
akin to an ecstasy filled her with a
strange elation. Her greet eyes seemed
not to see Captain Redmond. And
with her white, pathetic face raised
heavenward she said
HE killed my father. A
life for life! Father, you are
avenged"
Larry took one swift look at that
figure huddled upon the floor. Street
man had not moved.
"Hurry, girl, hurry! They'll shoot
your he said.
Her answer filed him with amaze
ment.
."'No, m'sieu, they will not" she told
him. '"They Will think you did it. I
was there listening. He has sent
soldier to inform them that he has cap
tured you, Captain Karl"
"And the girl-did he tell him about
the girl at Tourville?" Larry asked
her, while a horrid fear clutched his
throat
mo, m'sieu-he did not. He had
sent for an automobile to go there. He
would attend to that matter himself"
Captain Redmond breathed prayer
Of thanksgiving. Ethel was still safe.
Jeanne Christophe urged him to hide.
But Larry's first thoughts were Of the
little Belgian girl. Hurriedly he di-