The Washington times., 1919-05-05

deftly tied him hand and foot and
gagged him.
Then Golden Beard and All
Baba, between them, lifted the
young man and seated him on the
iron bed and tied him fast to do.
go out 90 deckr' said Golden
Beard TO Ilse Dumont.
Let me stay"
mo! You have acted like a fool.
Go to the lower deck where is our
accustomed rendezvous"
81 wish 70 remain. Johann.
shall net interfere"
GO to the lower deck, I tell you,
and be ready to tie that rope lad
der"'
Ali Baba, down on his knees. had
pulled out steamer trunk from
under the bed, opened it, and was
lifting out three big steel cylinders.
These he laid on the bed in a row
beside the tied man; and Golden.
Beard. still facing IIse Dumont,
turned his head 10 look.
The instant his head was turned
the girl snatehed q pistol from the
brace OF weapons on the washstanI
and thrust IL under her ciUals.
Neither Golden Beard nor Ali Baba
busy connecting the three cylinders
with coils OF wire: the former,
deeply interested. followed the oDeT-
alton for a moment or two, then
walking over TO the trunk, he lifted
from il a curious little clock with
two dials and set il on the rallied
shelf OF glass above the wasaStand.
Karl, haf you ships timer
Meehanism II Adjusted.
Ali Bahia paused to ish out his
watch, and the two compared time
pieces. Then Golden Beard wound
the clock. set the hands OF one dial
at the time indicated by thei-,
watches; set the hands OF tAe other
dial at 2:I3, and Ali B4oa. carrying
a reel OF corSer wire from tde bed
to the Washstand, fastened one e;.d
os Il to the mechanism Of the clock.
Golden Beard turned sharply on
Ilse Dumont:
"I said go on deck! Did you not
understand"
The girl replied steadily:
Il understand that we had absn-
doned this idea for a better one"
doned this idea for a better one"
There is, OF what advantage
would it be to blow up the captain )
cabin and the bridge when it is not
certain that the papers will be d.
stroyed?"
Listen once" returned Golden
Beard, wagging his finger in her
face:
Cabin and bridge arc directly
above US and there remains not a
splinter large like a pin! I know.
II EnnTIy -
The soft voice of Ali Baba inter
rupted. and his shallow. 1ightish
eyes peered around at them:
"Eet ess veree excellent plan, Jo-
hann. We do not require these pa
pers; eet ces to destroy them we
are mooch anxious'-he bent a
deathly stare on Neeland-"and
this yoOng gentleman who may
again annoy us" He nodded
confidently to himself and contin-
ued to connect the wires. Yes,
yes" he murmured absently, "eet
ees veree good plan-veree good
plan to blow him into leetle pieces
so beeg as a pin"
1T is a clumsy plan" said the
girl, desperately. There is no need
for wanton killing like this, when
we cam
Dead Men Tell Ne Tales.
''Killing?" repeated Golden Beard.
That makes nothing. This Eng
lish captain he iss OF the naval re-
serve. Und this young man"-nod-
ding coolly toward Neeland-
knows too much already. That iss
not wanton killing. Also! You
talk too much. Do you hear? We
are due to drop anchor about $50.
God knows there Will be enough
rushing TO and fro at 2:13
Go on deck, I say. and fasten
that rope ladder, Weishelm's fish-
ing smack will be watching: und il
we do not swim for it we are caught
on board! Und that iss the end OF
il all for u.s.
Johann" she began TREMENDOUSLY.
listen to me-"
"Nein, Nein, What for a Faru-
enzimmer han we here" retorted
Golden Beard. losing his patience
and catching her by the arm. go
out und fix for US our ladder und
keep it-coiled on the rail und lean
ofer it like you was looking at
those stars once!"
He forced her toward the door:
she turned, struggling, to confront
him:
Then for Gods sake. give this
man a chance. Don't leave him TIED
here to be blown to atoms, Give him
a chance-anything except this.
Throw him out of the port. there
She pointed at the closed port, eyaded
Golden Beard. sprang upon the
sofa, unscrewed the glass cover,
and swung it open.
The nOrf small 70
admit the passage Of her own
body: she realized it: Golden Beard
laughed and turned to examine
the result of Ali Baba's wiring
Frantic With DesperatIOR.
For a second the girl gazed wild
Iy around her. as though seeking
some help in her terrible dilemma,
then she snatched up a bit OF the
torn sheting. tied il to the screw
OF the portfolio cover, and flung the
end out where it fluttered in the
darkness.
As she sprang to the floor Golden
Beard swung round in renewed an
ger at her for still lettering.
"Sacreminton" he exclaimed. at
is time you do your part! Go to
your post then, We remain here
until five minutes is left us. Then
We join you"
The girl nodded, turned to the
door.
wait: You understand the plan:''
Yes
You understand that you do not
go overheard until We arrive, no
matter what haPpens:"
Yes"