The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1917-06-24

"One week" she murmured. When /
the Arroyo sails-that night shall give .
you my answer"
Gordon shot a peculiar glance at her
half doubt, half surprise. But she was
gone. AS she hurried unexpectedly out I
OF the Junta she fancied she caught a
glimpse of familiar figure II must have
been Dummond. Every move at the Juuta
was being watched.
At-the Doe riding house all night she
waited. She must see Santos. Plan after
plan whirled through her brain as the
hours dragged.
It was not until almost morning that.
seeing a light, he tapped cautiously at
her door.
You were not at the Junta tonight"
There was something of jealousy in
the tone
mo. There is something wanted -.
say to you where we should not be in
terrupted." she answered as he sat down
A fold Of her filny house dress futter-
ed near him. Involuntary he moved
closer. His eyes met hers. She could
feel the passions surging in the man be-
side her.
II saw Drummond again, to-day" she
began. Ca plain Gordon"
The intense look of hatred that blazed
in the eyes Of Santos frightened her.
What might have happened II he instead
Of Gordon had met her at the Junta
she could not have said. But now she
must guard against 1t. 1t flashed over
! her that there was, only one thing to be
done.
She rose and laid her hand on his arm.
AS quickly the look changed. There was
! only one way to do IT; she must make
/ this man think they understood each
other wthcv+ saying so
You mt get the cOunterfeiting plant
down the diately-alone.
Don't tell any of the others until It is
there safely. You were going to send
Il down on the Arroyo next week. It
must not go from New York at all. II
must be shipped by rail. and then from
New Orleans. You must"
'But-G ordon?" His voice was hoarse.
She looked at Santos long and earnest
ly II will take care of him." she said
in a tone that Santos could not mistake.
! "No-Ranlon, no. After the revolution
perhaps-who shall say? But now-to
| work.
It was with sigh of relief that she
sank to rest at last when he had gone.
For the moment she had won.
Piece by piece. Santos and she secret
~ carried out the goods that had already
been collected at the Junta, during the
next few days Without a word to
soul they were shipped South. The
bexes and barrels remained in the
musty shop. apparently Undisturbed.
Next the order for the arms and
ammunition was quietly diverted so
that they, too, were on their way to
New Orleans. Instead, cases re-
sembling them were sent to the Junta
headquarters. Drummond. least Of all.
must be allowed to think that there
was any change in their plans.
While Santos was at work gather
ing the parts, the stamping machine,
the press, the dies, the plates, and
the rest of the counterfeiing plant
! which had not yet been delivered,
was not collecting money from the
! concession grabbers. haunted the Jun
! ia. There was every evidence of &C
! tivity there as the week advanced.
She was between two fires, yet never
J had she enjoyed the tang Of adventure
more than now. 1t was a keen pleasure
! to feel that she was outwitting Drum
mond when. as some apparently insur-
mountable difficulty arose. she would
/ overcome it. More delicate was it, how
| ever. to preserve the balance between
| Santos and Gordon. In fact It seemed
/ that the more she sought to avoid Cor
/ don, the more jealousy did he pursue
| her. It was a tangled skein Of romance
and intrigue that Constance was weaving.
At last all was ready. It was the night
| before the departure Of Santos for the
| South. Constance had decided on the
! last interview in her own rooms where
! the first had been.
/ Il shall go ahead preparing as If to
/ ship the things on the Arroyo" she said.
| Let me know by the code the moment
| you are ready
Santos was looking at her, obIivious
! Of everything else.
He reached over and took her hand.
/ She knew this was the moment
/ o ufa
Come with me-" he asked suddenly.
She could feel his breath. hotly. on
her cheek.
It was the final struggle. If she
let go of herself all would be lost.
mo. Ramon" she said softly. but
without withdrawing her hand. 1T
can never be--listen."
| 1t was terrific, to hold in check a
nature such as his
I went into this scheme for-for
money I have il. We have raised
nearly forty thousand dollars. Twenty
thousand you have given me as my
share"
She paused. He was paying no at
ltention to her words. His whole self
was centered on her face.
with me-" she continued, half
YEARLY withdrawing her hand as she
assumed the part she had decided on
rRur herself with me. Roman. love is
uedu-Qedu nave seen TOO uluCn OF
the world. Nothing has any fascina-
ton for me now except excitement.
MONEY"
He gently leaned over and recov-
cred the hand that she had withdrawn.
Quickly he raised it to his lips as he
had done that first night
You are mine" he whispered. mot
his"
She did not withdraw the hand this
time.
''No-not his-nobody's,"
For a moment the Adventures un-
derstood each other.
Not his" he muttered fiercely as
the threw his arms about her wildly,
Ipassionately.
'Nobodys" she painted as she gave
one answering caresa, then struggled
from him
She had conquered not only Ramon
Santos but Constance Dunlap,
Early the next morning he was speed
ing southwark over the clicking rails
Every energy must be bent toward keep
ing the new scheme secret until it was
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