The Carlisle independent., 1917-06-07

"l Saw You Draw a Dagger and Stab l Him!"
 | laboratory window and climb iE.
 crept up to the window and watched you. I saw you turn on the light and 1 start to search the desk for the | formula. I saw Burke surprise you
 while you were at work. And" Nor
 tons voice rose triumphantly, " I saw
 you draw dagger and stab him !'
 '1ts lie . a damnable lie.N
 whispered Olga, but the truth of Mor- | tons accusation was written unmistak-
 ably in her blanched and haggard | face.
 And so," continued Morton, his face
 distorted by sheer, you're not going 1 to give me away to the police And
 you're not going to bother me any
 more about the book. And you are
 going to give up the search for the formula. In fact, you are going to | clear out of California altogether, un- | less you prefer to be hung.' ''If I don't get it, you won't either"
 screamed Olga, and, drawing a stiletto from the folds of her dress, she sprang
 at Morton with the ferocity of a pan ther So utterly unexpected was her
 action, so lightning-quick, that he was taken off his guard and, before he
 could defend himself, the long, keen blade, descending in a glittering arc,
 laid open his shoulder. Seizing her l upraised arm before she could strike | again, Morton, with a savage wrench,
 gained possession of the weapon. Then, grasping her by the throat with his free hand, he drove the knife deep | into her bosom. As, with a moan, she | crumpled to the floor, a man who, un- | observed by either, had cautiously opened the door, bolted down the stairs and into the street. At the street corner, idly swinging his stick, policeman was standing.
 "Quick, officer," the man gasped | there's been a murder. A mans just stabbed a woman in that house over there !' and he led the way back to the boarding house on the run, with the policeman at his heels. So quickly
 was the warning given that Morton had scarcely come to a realization that | Olga's wound was fatal and that he
 must make his escape, when the po- liceman burst into the room. An in- stant later and he had his prisoner se- curely handcuffed.
 | The man who had given the alarm
 had followed the policeman into the
 room, and, while the officer was en-
 gagged in handcuffing Morton, he had,
 unobserved by anyone, slipped into his | pocket a small, leather-bound volume
 which was lying on the dresser. "Here, you" called the policeman.
 '.just run down to the drug store, will
 you, and telephone for an ambulancel
 This woman is dying"
 "All right" said the man with
 alacrity, and disappeared down the
 stairs. It was the Japanese, Satsuma!
  To obtain marriage license, to en- gage the services of a clergyman for | the following morning, and to find Johnstone and notify him that Cleo had been found took Hook somewhat longer than he had anticipated. so that 1t was nearly eight o'clock when. | accompanied by the lawyer, he re- | turned to the hotel.
 "Please tell Miss Burke that MT. Johnstone and are here," he said to | the clerk.
 The man looked at him In surprise. "But Miss Burke has already gone out to meet you, lieutenant" he an- swered.
 Hope stared at him incredulously. his heart chilled by nameless fear. What on earth are you talking | about?" he demanded.
 "Why," replied the mystified clerk, mot half an hour after you went out someone telephoned here to say that you had been detained and that you wanted Miss Burke to meet you at the Cliff house for dinner and that you were sending car for her. I took the message myself. It was a man speaking. There Is no telephone in Miss Burke's room, so sent the mes- sage up by bellboy, and few min. utes later she came down and got into closed car that was waiting E hope there isn't anything wrong. lieutenantT
 "Wrong!" groaned Hope, white tIi the lips. "Wrongl I should say thers was. Miss Burke has been kidnape.i agaln-under our very eyes. She ii in the hands of the most unscrupulouv gang of scoundrels in America '" (TO BE COlITLNUEDl