The Elk Mountain pilot., 1918-11-28
CHAPTER x.
The Committee Of Ten.

The Committee OF Ten.
On the evening Of the annual day Of
mourning, the party returned from the
fortress. The arcbduchess slept. Tho
crown prince talked, mostly to He'd
wig, and even she said little. After
time the silence affected the boys
high spirits. he leaned back in his
chair on the deck of the launch, and
watched the flying landscape.
1t was almost dark when the launch
arrived at the quay. The red carpet
was still there, and another crowd.
been less taken up with finding one Of
his kid gloves, which he had lost. he
would have noticed that there Ras q
scuffle going on at the very edge Of
the red carpet, and that the beggar Of
the morning was being led away. be-
tween two policemen, while third,
running up the river bank, gingeriy
deposited a small round object In the
water, and stood back. 1t was merely
one of the small incidents Of a royal
outing, and was never published in
the papers. But Father Gregory.
whose old eyes were far sighted, had
seen 1t all. His hand-the hand of the
church-was on the shoulder Of the
crown prince as they landed.
The boy looked around for the little
girl Of the bouquet. He took an inn
mense interest in little girls, partly
was gone.
When the motor which had taken
them from the quay reached the pal
ace. Hedwig reused the archduchess,
whose head had dropped forward ON
her chest. "Here we are. mother" she
said. you have had q nice Sleep"
But Annunciata muttered something
about being glad the wretched day was
over. and every ons save Prince Ferd1-
nand William Otto seemed glad to get
back. The boy was depressed. He
felt. somehow, that they should have
enjoyed 1t, and that, having merely
endured 1t. they had failed him again
The countess. having left her royal
mistress in the hands Of her maids.
went to her own apartment. She was
not surprised, on looking into her mir
ror, to find herself haggard and worn.
1t had been a terrible day. Only .
second had separated that gaping lens
In her bag from the eyes Of the onicers
about. Never. In an adventurous life.
had she felt 80 near to death. Even
now Its cold breath chilled her.
However, that was over, well over.
She had done well, too. A dozen pic
lures of the fortress, Of its guns. Of
even Its mine chart as it hung on a
wall, we're in the bag. Its secrets, SO
securely held, were hers, and would
be Karrs.
1t was q cunningly devised scheme.
Two bags, exactly alike as to appear
ance, had been made. One, which she
carried daily, was what 1t appeared to
be. The other contained q camera
tiny but accurate, with a nne lens
When knob of the fastening wa&
pressed, the watch slid aside and thA
shutter snapped. The pictures wheA
enlarged had proved Themselves per-.
feet. n
Pleading fatigue, she dismissed he4
maid and locked the doors. Then she
opened the sliding panel. and unfas-
tened the safe. The roll of film was
in her hand, ready to be deposited un-
der the false bottom of her Jewel case.
Within the security of her room.
the countess felt at ease. She even
sang little, bit of ballad from her
nntive mountains.
Still singing, she carried the Jewel
case to her table. and sat down be-
fore it. Then she put hand to her
throat.
The lock had been forced.