The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-05-22

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Fanny Adale, Baron Hu1ed and Joan
d Lima.
Suspicion rife In his mind. ParF
bowed over the hand offered him by
the woman who might or might not be
Patria Charming. To each Of the 9TH
ers In turn he nodded gravely.
awful jolly to meet you here. Don.
I do 80 want you to be the first to
know: I have promised to merry Senior
de Lima"
To the Mexican, alert to rise with a
brilliant smirk Of self-satisfaction and
q proffered hand, Donald bowed pro-
foundly. His own hands remained
clasped behind his back.
II am happy to be able to congratu-
late Senior De Lima" he said quietly;
and turning, left the Casino.
One more move that would be only
natural in an impostor!
He was firmly persuaded that the
girl to whom he had Just been talking
was not the true Patria Charming.
But how to prove that7 How to
avenge that crime which had made
possible the substitution Of this i'm
postor?
Parr set his wits to cope with that
problem. Pending their solution, he
applied himself to the task Of keeping
Baron Huroki under close but unos.
tentatiOus surveillance.
Late in the afternoon Huroki was
surreptiti0usly waylaid by a .low-caste
japanese, from whom he received q
message which seemed to cause the
baron considerable perturbation. The
messenger was duly identified as one
Of the colony of fishermen on Limbo /;
he returned to little sloop, which
had just come in from the island and
made fast to q dock on the business
waterfront Of the community. Baron
HurOki himself returned to his hotel
and remained there, clOseted with Juan
de Lima, till nightfall. Under cover
Of darkness he sailed forth, closely
dogged by Donald Parr, made a cir
cuitous way to the waterfront and
boarded the slOop. which Immediately
cast of and set sail for the harbor
mouth.
Now what pressing business dragged
Huroki away to Limbo island BY
night
Parr made it his own business to
find out. Il there were something on
Limbo that interested Baron Hur0ki
80 profoundly, 1t was sure to prove no
whit less interesting to the United
States secret service.
Within fifteen minutes Of the time
when the sloop had sailed. Donald
launched his seaplane and rose to an
altitude whence he could espy the
island, formless blur Of darkness on
the face Of waters silvered by moon
light.
THE HUMAN BOMB.
Half-buried In the side of the larg-
est dune on Limbo island, the dwelling
which Senior Juarez had shared with
his japanese associate, Captain HAIKU
seki, was a shack Of q single room,
with one window and two doors. OF
these last one, nike the window; opened
upon the hollow In which the other
huts Of the station were gathered to-
gether; the remaining door led. by way
Of a short, timbered tunnel, to huge
vault followed out In the heart Of the
June, wherein very considerable store
Of arms. ammunition, mines and high
explosives was sheltered. On the far
Their side of the dune-here a cOncave
bluff, wave-eaten-the vault had two
great doors behind which biplane
stood lightly poised, ready for instant
use in emergency.
BY this means alone Patria Chan
ming hoped, with the aid Of the Mexi-
can, to contrive an escape from the
refuge which had proved so quickly the
cell Of two condemned prisoners.
For the shack was In a state Of siege.
Since the dispute between Juarez and
Hakuseki the hollow had been picketed
with armed Japanese. As yet these
had made no offensive move; but the
understanding was Implicit, that neith-
er prisoner might set foot outside the
shack save at penalty Of death. Patria,
condemned by Baron Huroki's ukase
that no stranger might visit the island
and live to tell OF 1t. JuareT death
sentence signed BY his Owa act Of
mutiny. Thus the interesta Of the two
were one, In bonds Of common peril.
Juareg had schemed . scheme to
hoodwink the enemy which Patria had
Endorsed. She waited now, alone In
TIE shack, for the Mexicen's return
! from masking Ill things ready at the
tar ode Of the vault.
There was no light other than .
feeble giimmer Of moonshine altering
IN through c1Dcks around window and
door. The girl sat In . corner. the tin
Of nitrogiycersn on the table before her,
automatic pistol In hand, her pose one
Of tense vigilance.
Noiselessly In his bare feet, Juarez
returned, preceded by the flicker Of an
electric torch, bringing with him a
modern magazine rifle newly 6lched
from the stores In the vault.
care You readyf r he whispered.