Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-08-12

his teeth as he smiled at Brent. The
next second the room was dark again.
but Brents swift Celtic imagination
had been touched to an almost super
stitious thrill at the sight.
Smoking under IRE, eh?" commented
Charles. stili smiling. TT shall be duly
recorded in your obituary notice.
so YOU intend to shoot me?" asked
Chris. pleasantly.
last, my dear Brent. You must see for
yourself that / can't afford to let you
go. As a special privilege 1 will shoot
YOU with one of your own. bullets" And
he laid his own revolver on the table.
while he still kept Chris covered with
the weapon he had discovered in tho
pocket of the dressing gown.
Brent made gesture with his hands
of who appeals TO the world at
large. Who says Germans have no
sense of humor?r he demanded. NO
account of my death would be complete
unless your own peculiarly tasteful re-
marks were included, my dear Herr Won
ManteL"
oh. you know that, do your"
Yes. / know that and quite a lot OF
other things. too. ! know. for Instance.
that you are not going to fire on me-"
Indeed. may / ask why?'
For the very simple reason that you
would rouse the house, and that.
fancy, is the last thing you wish to do
BY Jove. you are plucky chap. You
seem to have made good use Of your
time. / must say"
Yes" agreed Chris. Diplomacy and
spy hunting are amusing recreations
for the man who has to stay at home,
and. turning. Chris began to saunter to-
ward the window.
"Stay where you are" ordered
Charles. fiercely, "or youll be a dead
man. I'll blow the whole lot Of US TO
pieces with that box there"
Brent paused, and Sanderson swept
swiftly between him and the window,
sim keeping him covered. What Brent
had been maneuvering for had come to
pass, and making a dash at the table
he snatched UP Charles revolver.
Charles sprang forward. but too late.
and the next moment the two men We're
looking at each other over their leveled
weapons.
Shall we call it stalemate. Ell. mein
herr?' asked Chris with his pleasant
smile
TO hell with stalemate and with you.
too" cried Charles and aiming straight
at the little box on the table he pulled
the trigger of his revolver. The ham,
mer clicked. and that was all. No de-
donation followed. Brent was laughing
, outright by now.
'-Checkmate. 1 think" he observed.
"A loaded revolver. my dear Won Man
tel. is bad weapon for dipiomatist.
never carry one. BY the way, I'm
sorry to trouble you, but do you mind
putting up your hands? It's very un-
comfortable. / know, but it seems to
be the smart thing TO do here. lie felt
conscious of the bad taste of his gibe
even as he uttered IL, for he knew that
! he saw before him heartbroken man.
In that moment Charles had realized
that he had been absolutely outplayed
and not loophole was left to him.
| His years of work, his ambitions SO
nearly realized. were to come to moth
; ing. He flung away the useless re-
yolver and knew that his life, what re-
manned of it TO him, was as futile as
the weapon. And there is nothing more
ridiculous than an empty revolver In
a moment of emotion
, For Gods sake. shoot me and have
done with it,, he said.
The sound of shot pricked out into
: the night, but not from Brents re-
: yolyer Pennicuik had fired his rife.
$ yerberations.
$ What's that" almost shouted
: Charles.
gerous career. Pennicuik is quite a
). crack shot, they tell me. No. don't
n move. Keep your hands up"
: Again the bright light swept the room
and died into darkness.
4 Brent was glad when the light swept
d away: the next moment the dun boom
: of naval guns broke upon their ears
Charles half turned his head. That.
said Chris grimly, his pity vanishing at
the thought of what this man had
: meant to happen that night. that is a
: moving target. Submarines are tricky
: little things to hit. but think theyh
E manage it all right
4 That was 1t, then. SAID 1ndries-
: Your signals understand and.
: maddened by rage and hopelessness. he
= sprang toward Brent with his hands
K out
y ITO BE CONTINUED IN NEXT SUN.
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