The Arvada enterprise., 1917-08-02


II you can get Mr.. Ryley on the tele-
I've started to answer 1t in person.
No-don't ask questions. Just finish
dressing me-and don't bother"
But before long Patria interrupted
her dressing of her own volition, to
seize the telephone and secure con-
nection with yacht club whose floats
were moored In the Hudson not far
from Claremont.
A taxicab whose chauffeur risked his
license for lady's whim bore her up
town with such expedition that in less
than twenty minutes from the time
when she had telephoned, she hurried
down the gangway to float beside
which waited motorboat built on rae
ing lines.
Two mechanics were tuning up the
motor. Impatiently waiting till they
pronounced 1t fit, Patria refused their
further services, jumped into the boat
and ordered 1t cast off.
Not until it was we'll away-SO fur
distant that the fog had blOtted the
club landing out astern-did she feel
conscious Of any lessening OF nervous
tension. Now, Mt least-little as she
could possibly hope for, who must
grOpe blindly over u blind sea for
goal Of uncertain whereabOuts-she
was doing what she could; she was
| trying to find the man who had proved
himself never for an instant unready to
risk his life in her interests. and whose
life she never doubted. was now more
grimly imperiled than it ever yet had
been.
And even though she were to find
him. by some wild whirl of the wheel
Of chance to come upon that vessel of
all those hundreds which haunted that
fog-bound harbOr-what then could
she do?
She never stopped to question her
ability to aid the man or hinder his
enemies and herS-if she We're happily
to be permitted to do anything help
full. it would only be when she had
found this man who (she was now
ready to admit) meant more to tter
than all the treasure In the world. 1t
was her business first to find him, then
to fret about resculng him.
Once through the Narrows, how
ever, once astray in the lower bay,
she perforce slowed down, for very
lack of any means Of guessing where
to turn. And for space Of time that
seemed many weary hours she wan
dered hither and yOn over the face Of
that sullen sea, aimlessly, save us she
essayed ever and again to trace some
fog warning to Its source, in the for
lorn hope that 1t might prove to be
the floating prison Of her protector.
Is there Providence in especial
charge of lovers? Who shall deny the
fact? What else led Patria's errant
boat to that quarter Of the harbor
where lay the Sandal?
She found herself at length staring
with incredulous eyes up at that name
lettered in faded gold across the stern
Of an Idle vessel.
Quite automatically she shut of the
purring of her motor. Under decreas-
ing momentum the small boat moved
quickly round the bulk Of the larger.
while she stared and wondered to see
no curious head peering down ut her
over that high rail.
1t seemed her approach must have
been unnOticed. She heard never
sound. saw never n sign of any human
thing about the freighter. And pres
emily she swung her almost wayless
craft In under the side Of the an
chored ship, and, rising, fished with
boathook for loop Of cable that hung
untidily from an open port. Catching
this. she made painter fast. and with
little difficulty scrambled up the side
and in through the pOrt-tO receive II
grinning welcome from half dozen
japanese sailors, who had been pa
tiently waiting.
Her disgust was as extreme as her
efforts to escape were unavailing. She
was promptly seized, II not urgently.
and escorted up from the lower deck
to be presented to the captain mt the
foot Of the bridge companion ladder.
From this parsonage she received n
courteous bow, n sharp scrutiny, scant
consideration. For. though he had an
l1telllEent luce uUu IOoheu unu CuTTIcu
himself like man OF education, he
refused fatty to understand English or
to regard her rs anything more than
some strange stray OF the sen. A few
brusque commands In his japanese,
and PatrIn was led OF to be locked up
In II small. neat stateroom overlooking
the upper deck.
II they Ind counted on any lack Of
courage and resource ns an infirmlty
OF her sex, these japanese had reck-
oned without Pntrin. She was no soon.
cr alone than alert to find way Of
escape. The door was stout and stout
ly locked. but the shuttcred port
seemed frnil barrier to one OF the
lenst determination.
Before attacking II. however. she
took the prccnutlon OF slipping or her
sports skirt. for the greater freedom
OF her slender. knickerbockercd legs. #
by any chance she should be suffered
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