The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1917-09-02
HCTANER The Il Man Fish Is.
A Strange Story of Mystery and
FanaticiSm

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projects.
He went over his conversation with
Hictaner, he told his crazy hopes.
Martha, almost beside herself. lis
tened to the somnambulist's voice,
now strong. rapid and Jerking, now
lew and indefinite.
For more than two hours the priest
talked in his troubled sleep, making
great jumps in the narrative. He
touched upon the theft OF Martha's
con In the convent, the work OF vivi-
section at Cabrera Isle. Then he
\ bounded forward.
He anticipated the destruction OF
fleets and the conquest of the world
beneath his iron hand.
Baucis did not comprehend.
But Martha understood only too
we'll
She listened gasping. half-faintinE
as she chung to the wall. and listened
at these frightful revelations.
Hictaner, ali, she had guessed that
he was her son-her son.
A cold sweat stood out on her fore
head. Her eyes glittered feverishly.
Her heart beat furiously and through
her head throbbed awful thoughts,
constantly fed by the priests words.
Then. suddenly, loud cry came
from beyond the wall followed by a
sharp ereak OF the mattress, and the
noise OF fall
Then there was fresh outburst of
anger. another creak Of the mattress
then long and regular breathing.
The father has awakened" said
Baucis. HE fell from his bed, then
went to sleep again.
| When Baucis turned to her mistress
| aha ma NarrNNI~1
face whose pains painted IN II was
inexpressible tenseness.
"Baucis, Baucis." the poor woman
moaned. my son must be saved. He
must be saved. Crimes must be pre-
vented. Blood All, MoisetteF"
And Baucis caught the unconscious
Martha In her arms.
The next morning at 0 o'clock oxus.
Fulbert, and Hictaner were seated IN
the laboratory before the basin used
in repairing the Torpedo.
How many torpedoes7" asked the
priest
"a complete charge" said Axus,
The case of provisionf-
FULL"
The electric batteriesfs
"All fresh"
20 EG6QJT
Everything"
Eyes. everything" said Hictaner.
II am going to leave"
Here Is the ultimatum, my son."
the priest said, handing a little silver
box Theoretically closed, to Hictansr
BE cautious"
Never fearP" said Hictaner. SAd-
mlral Beresford Will be given the ul-
timatum without running any risk"
Then go, my child, and remember
, that today you take the first step on
the road 10 Moisette."
IT know it,"
HIetaner Departs.
And Hictaner hung the silver box to
his belt.
The three men looked at one anoth-
er. Suddenly oxus opened his arms.
Hictaner seemed to hesitate. But
two tears shone in his eyes and he
threw himself into oxus' arms.
Then Fulbert took the young mans
hands in his own and looked deep into
his soul.
az" he said, "wi1l not ask you to
embrace me until you have found |
Moisette."
was IncTe any lenueTuess On ONus i
part Some. perhaps, for Hictaner, af |
ter all, WEE more than the son OF his |
flesh. He was the offspring OF his |
genius.
But as for Fulbert. his smallest |
word, slightest act, only emanated |
from a diabolical plan.
Hictaner sprang into the cavern
and the door closed after him.
Two minutes later, the man-shark
had left the grotto of the Lost Isle
and was speeding toward the Straits
Of Ormuez.
II he had known that his Moisette
was weeping softly alone in a secret
chamber OF the Lost Isle. from which
he was separating himself at full
speed But he was only an instru-
ment in the hands Of Fate, and Fate's
name this time was Fulbert.
Hictaner left the Persian Gulf.
crossed the Straits of Ormuez. round
ed the eastern point OF Arabia. and
headed for Cape Guardafoi, on whose
coast he expected to walt until the
world fleet had left the Red Sea
CTo BE Continued Tomorrow