The Clio messenger., 1919-07-24
CHAPTER XVII.
A Murder on Board.

To be certain of free space / extenu-
ed one hand and my fingers came into
unexpected contact with the back or
chair. Without moving my body
grasped this welcome weapon OF de.
fense and swung 1t above my head.
Whoever the invader creeping upon
us might prove to be, he was certain
ly an enemy, actuated by some four
purpose, and no doubt armed. 10
strike him down as quickly and silent
ly as possible was therefore the plain
duty of the moment. had 40 other
thought.
The slowness with which he gropcd
his way forward indicated unfamiliar
ity with the apartment, although his
direct advance proclaimed some spe-
cial purpose. Clearly he hac no fear
Of attack. I could determine almost
his exact position as his advancing
foot felt cautiously along the deck.
He came forward inch by inch.
measured the distance as Indicated Dy
faint, shuffling sounds.
could not see but knew. With all
my force ! struck! Blindly as 1t had
been delivered the blow hit fair; there
was thud, an inarticulate groan, and
the fall of body upon the fioor-be-
yond that nothing. i waited breath"
lessly listening for the slightest move
ment. ! felt Dorothy touch my shoui-
der and caught the sound of her voice
trembling at my ear.
"What is itY What did you d0?"
81 struck him with a chair; he lies
there on the deck. Wait where you
are"
bent over and ruuched him. The
fellow lay in heap with no percep-
tible heartbeat, no semblance or
breathing. My fingers sought his face,
and could scarcely suppress cry OF
surprise-he was not Estada. Who.
then, was he? What could have been
his purpose In thus invading this
srateroom? All could grasp was tho
fact that the fellow was not the Por.
tuguese-he possessed smooth face.
long hair, and was much smaller
man. / dragged the body where the
fell directly on the upturned face. The
features revealed were unfamiliar
those unQuestionably Of a half-breed
Indian. Dorothy crossed to my side,
her foot striking a knife, which came
glimmering into the narrow range OF
light. She stared In horror at the
ugly weapon. and then at the ghastfy
countenance.
"He came to murderi See, his knife
lies there. Why should he have sought
to kill me?"
''It Is all mystery" admitted.
What shall be done with the bodyf
1t cannot be left lying exposed here;
no one would believe you killed him,
and my presence must not be suspect.
ed"
"Could it." she suggested, "bH
dropped through the port?'
She shrank back from touching tho
inanimate figure, yet 1t required tho
combined efforts of both to force the
stiffening body through the portfolio.
We could distinguish footsteps on the
deck above, but these were regular
and undisturbed-the slow promenade
from rail to rail of the officer on
watch. Clearly nothing had been
heard or seen to awaken suspicion.
''If you should be questioned tomor.
row you had best know nothing" ]
said gravely. 81 do not think you will
be. for surely an attack can be no plan
Of Estada's. 1t could gain no advan-
tage. The fellow was pillaging on his
own account; If he is missed 1t will
be supposed he fell overheard, and no
one will care. You are not afraid to
remain here alone?'
"No; am not greatly frightened,
but shall try and bar the door with Q
chair. have no key"
"Then I'll leave you; half OF my
watch below must be gone by now. TN
take the fellows knife along, as it
must not be found here"
We parted with clasp of hands, as
opened the stateroom door and
slipped out into the cabin. To my sur
prise the light over the table had
been extinguished, rendering the cabin
so black had to actually feel my way
forward. The lantern must have been
put out since then by some confed.
crate. After a moment Of hesitation
found my way across to my own
stateroom and pressed open the dooe
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