The Pensacola journal., 1917-08-16

iNnn-An0 TeDOTfE
that that woman must have made Of o,,-
our conversations. - proaDed Anita
How they may distort it all"
! Constance was thinking rapidly.
1T is now after four O'Clock. she said
finally. looking at her wrist watch ..You
say it was not half an hour ago that
[ Drummond called on YOU. He must he
downtown about now Your husband
will hardly have a chance more than to
glance over the papers this afternoon
| Suddenly an idea seemed ~ occur to
her What do YOU suppose he vNl do
with them" she asked.
Mrs Douglas looked up through her
tears calmer He is very methodical."
she answered slowly. IF 7 know him
rightly. I think he will probably go out
! to Glenclair with them tonight. 70 look
! them over"
Where will he keep them broke in
| Constance suddenly
! He has a little safe I'm the library ont
there WheIr ne keeps all such personal
! papers. I shouldn't he surprised II he
looked them over and locked them up
there until he Intends to use them. at
least until morning"
; Il have a plan exclaimed Constance
eXcitedly. Are you game?'
Anita Douglas looked at her friend
squareiy. In her face Constance read
the desperation Of a woman battling for
life and honor.
! Yes" replied Anita in a low. tense.
tone, for anything"
Then meet me after dinner in the
Terminal Wen go out 20 Glenclair"
The two looked deeply into each others
eyes Nothing was said, but what each
read was a sufficient answer to host of
unspoken questions.
A moment after Mrs. Douglas had
gone, Constance opened a cabinet. From
! lhe laIse back Of a drawer she took two
little vials of powder and a small bottle
with a sponge.
Then She added a long steel bar, with a
pecullar turn at the end. to her parapher-
malta for the trip.
Nothing further occurred until they
met at the Terminal. or, in fact. on the
: Journey out on most OF the ride Mrs.
douglas Kept her face averted. looking
out of the window into the blackness
OF the night Perha ps she was thinking
OF other Journeys out t. Glenclair per
! haps she was afraid Of meeting the
curious gaze of late sofourners who I,,irht
suffer from acute suburban curiosity.
Quietly the two women aUghted and
quickly made their way from the station
. up the main street. then diverged to a
darker and less frequented avenue.
There's the house" pointed out Mrs
Douglas. halting Constance. with little
bitter exclamation.
Evidently she had reasoned we'll He
had gone out there early and there was
.I1n ISM IN IN me norary-
~ Ds,i, lSii iluch OF reader whispered
Sn MRS, DoIslas. oh-its clear to me that
ne, ne mas me stun all right He's devour-
Tbo - soJ',,5 s,V",i''S over II.
5o,,.r "L footsteps approaching
7 ,,itnrfnl, oI' pd.su walk came TO them.
tou., ,i+,.,,, ,'I1 va ne streets OF suburban
stinrtiyaT,. Co,sta,,8n suspieloh and IN
bor tIte ~ Ools'ahce otls'' Grew Anita with
orr tbo bo,.. f1o, .,. oI heoee mat set
There ,,.ss ~ 80 .te. iteNC 20 IL
the sidep.eiL b,,t ~ tI,os S'''Is ~ oil from ON
,lot n 1oraa h,,,le 80 So'uet "a tHe
they wera norfactI,, btd5o, -. la ms oo"eI
Hour after boTr tho,, - S''e sl.a
that light in the Iihrary
IL was no was raadfr- Xii ai M "iL%s
afraid to talk. wondered wbat If ,,'os
that Constance baG u, ~ - was
Finally the light in the IfbraTT v,inkad
out and the house was in darknesS
Midnight passed. and with II the La
belated suburbanite.
At last when the moon had disappeared
under some clouds, Constance pulled An
ita gently along up the Ia wn
There was no sign of life about the
house. yet Constance observed all the
caution she would have if It had been
well guarded.
Quickly they advanced over the open
space to the cottage, approaching in
''e S"au0" as much as possible.
1Iptoeins over the porch, Constance
tried a window, the window through
which had shown the tantaIizing light
1t was fastened.
Without hesitation me pulled out
the long steel bar with the twisted
head, and began to insert the sharp
end between the sashes.
t-you-afratd? chattered her
companion.
NO" she whispered. not looking up
from
sons don't know enough about 9Grn-
mics Against them an ordinary door
lock or window catch is no prutec-
ton at all. Why. with this jimmy.
even woman can exert a pressure of
a ton or so. Not one catch in
thousand can stand it-certqinly not
this one"
Constance continued to work. muf-
Ming the lever as much as possible
in a piece of felt.
At last a quick wrench and the
catch yielded.