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is in the employ of the telephone com- pany. If not I shall be forced to ask aN of you who cannot prove who you are to accompany me"
 There was no answer. No one of us was anxious to turn informer.
 "I have a description of Horace Blnns," said the officer, although at present he is travelling under the name of Kent Height, five feet four inches; slender, dark hair and eyes"-
 Excuse me-" interrupted Bopp. "What are you going to do with the smuggler when you get himT
 we shall have to take him to De troit and thence to the federal prison at Leavenworth, Kan"
 Will you give him square mealp Bopp asked anxiously.
 Why, yes" smiled the officer. We have q good cook on board, and we would not starve a prisoner"
 "All right" Bopp sighed Do fit the deScription?"
 The officer laughed q knew you all the time, BinnS Step lively. Get aboard, and we'll have you safe in jail in no time''
 With a wink to the rest of us, Bopp climbed into the boat with demeanor that otherwise would have been q cred it to Sydney Carton.
 When the boat was being rowed away he waved farewell.
 Don't worry" he reassured us. q won't be in jail long"
 I've won't worry" I answered for all. Stay as long as you like"
 After the tug had gone Clair stood looking disconsolately after it.
 You don't seem oyerjoyed at being set free" I said to him in low voice, so that the others could not hear.
 Didn't tell you wanted to be ar rested so that Miss Dunmore would break our engagement? Jail is better than marriage any time. They shorten jail sentences for good behavior" He shook his fist at the departing tug. They were just ready to have break fast on board too"
 A confusion of inarticulate sounds advised me that Miss Dunmore was removing the gag from her hastily adopted mothers mouth.
 "Who are you?' Mrs. Green demand cd as soon as she could speak. Where's Lucille? What is the next thing I have to do, loop the loop or be electrocuted?
 I'm 6 castaway, wrecked on your island" Vida explained. Your daugh- ter Is all right"
 Where is she?" Mrs. Green fired the question at me as if l were In some way responsible.
 Why I started to explain, but realized suddenly that Mrs. Green might not take kindly to the idea of her daughters present costume, so ! stopped.
 She's over there" Captain Perkins waved in the general direction of the thrket where we had last heard Lu- cile.
 "Dead?" Mrs. Green murmured, lean ing for support on my arm.
 No, no" interpOsed Vida, who should have done the explaining in tic first place. "She is just taking n nap She has had such q terribly eXhaustinG experience the last forty eight hours that we were all thankful when she dozed of little while ago. Poor thing the rest will do her a world of good
 Whats she sleeping over there for?" pointing at the bushes. Why isn't she in her own bed in the house?'
 "Oh, the house." Vida repeated blankly. Didn't any one tell you? There isn't any house."
 "No house? Why nOt?"
 "Your house, madam" said Captain Perkins, has been consumed by the devouring element" He quoted a fire insurance advertisement from memory.
 well we'll" Mrs. Green repeated in a daze. Well, well"
 Lipton s. Clair plucked me by the sleeve to attract my attention and whispered in my ear, Where are my pants?"
 Why" I replied, "I sent them over to Huntingdon's island, as I promised l would"
 Are they there nowT
 "Yes. Bill left them in the kitchen for you"
 Then I suppose I'll have to wear this"
 q should think that it would be im- modest if you didn't"
 He walked away,
 Take me to my daughter" Mrs. Green said. with sigh. Let me see that there is something left of my life as 1t was before the earthquake"
 You can see her If you wish" said Vida calmly, but assure you she Is all right, and you will only disturb her from sleep which she needs very, very much"
 Vida Is an admirable liar. Mrs. Green actually believed her and ceased to worry about Lucille. Mrs. Green Is one of those placid ladies who let oth- CT people bully them and mold their very thoughts. Lucille had always made her mother think just whatever she told her to. and Vida was ap-