The Washington times., 1919-08-07
HEARTS OF THREE
By JACK LONDON.
By JACK LONDON
Indian Maid Appears at Home OF
EnricO SOlanO and Announces
Wonderful News
CsynopsIs Of PreoedInE Clapters.J

CSynOpSlS Of Preceding CmptefAl
~ Morgan. historic buccaneer, decides 20
pass up activities Of city life for a willis
and plans q fBhing trip. To Thomas
Torres. a south Americas. who announees
he has tip ON the location Of treasure
buried BY Morgan In the old pirate days
Young Morgan sails for South America
In pursuit Of the treasure. Upon landing
he encounters strange young woman who
He Is fred upon By three natives and
seeks safety aboard his vessel the
Angelique.
Francis learns he and Henry. the mys-
terIous islander, are both descendants Of
Pirate Morgan
Francis discovers his resemblance to
erecting upon first landing on South
american territory. Francis encounters
Torres again. Francis IL saved from death
place. Lsoncis fndS her fancy has stray
60 rom Henry 70 Franeia- The two plot
to save Hsnry.
snemies and 30 aboard Francig vessel
Ine Angehque II pursued down the coast
Francis and his party decideto 90 ashore
treasure. Fra5cia snd Ms friends aFSIa
md themselves pursued and former bait
ties with foes to enable others to escape.
Henry ana Jefs dssceSd into pit 10 play
strange game Francis finds custodian
OF pirate treasure. They fall into q trap
,oT 9S PT rest Chat fails . bring .sy 70
on exploration Of pit. One OF party falls
20 death. Henry goes for help The
Souls. Torres = ordered to imbibs %
the drink Of death Help comes from the
They meet the Queen. who informs
the one Of the party must become her
husband. Torres comes 10 life again
Francis and party return to the eoa5t
AS I was saying, craving your
patience. honorable senior, as was
saying. I am a very poor man. There
are days when I cannot spend 10
centavos for a morsel OF spoiled fish.
There are days when cannot anord
a sip Of the cheap wine l learned
was tonic to my system when was
a lad, far from Barcelona, serving
my apprenticeship in Italy. I am
so very poor that I do not buy
costly pretties-''
Not to sell again at a proht?"
Torres cut in.
'Tf am sure OF my profit" the old
man cackled. Yes, then will / ouy;
but, being poor. cannot pay more
than little" He picked up the gem
and studied il long and carefully.
Il would give" he began hesitat-
ingly. 81 would giVe-but, please,
honorable senior. know that am
a very poor man. This day only
a spoonful Of onion soup, with my
morning coffee and a mouthfuI OF
crust, passed my lips"
I'm Gods name, old fool, what
will you givN2" Torres Numbered.
Five hundred dollars-but
doubt the profit that will remain
to me"
"Gold?"
Mex" came the reply, which cut
the offer in half and which Torres
knew was a lie. "Of course. Mex,
only Mex; all our transactions are
in Mex"
Despite his citation at so large a
price for so small a gem, Torres
plsy-acted impatience as he reached
to take back the gem. But the Old
man jerked his hand away. 10th to
let go of the bargain it contained.
I'VE are old friends" he cackled
shrilly. II first saw you when, a
boy, you came to San Antonio from
Boca del Torres. And, as between
old friends, we will say the sum in
gold"
And Torres caught a sure but
vagde glimpse OF the enormousness
as well as genuineness OF the
Queens treasure which at some re-
mote time the Lost Souls had raw
ished from its hiding place in the
Maya Mountain.
Very good" said Torres, with a
quick, cavalier action recovering
the stone. at belongs to a friend
OF mine. He wanted to borrow
money from me on it. 1 can now
lend him up to FIVE hundred gold on
it, thanks to your information. And
shall be grateful to buy for you
the next time we meet in the pull
guerra, drink-yes, as many drinks
as you can care to carry-of the
thin, red tonic wine"
And as Torres passed out OF the
shop, not in any way attempting to
hide the scorn and contempt he felt
for the fool he had made of the jew
eleT, he knew citation in that Fer
nandez, the Spanish fox, must have
cut his estimate of the gems value
fully in half when he uttered 1t.
In the meanwhile, descending the
Gualaza river by canoe, Leoncia, the
queen, and the two Morgans, had
made better time than Torres to
the coast. But ere their arrival and
briefly pending it, a matter Of no
ment that was not appreciated at
the time. had occurred at the So
lano hacienda. Climbing the wind
ing pathway to the hacienda, ac-
companied by a decrepit old crone
whose black shawl over head and
shoulders could not quite hide the
lean and withered face OF blasted
volcanic fire, came as strange a
caller as the hacienda had ever re-
ceived.
He was a Chinaman, middle-aged
and fat, whose moon-face beamed
the beneficient good nature that
seems usual with fat persons. By
name. vi Peon. meaning the Cream
of the Custard Apple" his manners
were as softly and richly oily as
his name To the old crone, who
tottered beside him and was half
supported by him. he was the quin-
tessence of gentleness and consid-
Grafton.
When she faltered from sheer
physical weakness and would have
fallen. he paused and gave her
chance to gain strength and breath.
Thrice. at such times, on the climb
to the hacienda, ne fed her a spoon
full OF French brandy from a screw
cap pocket flask.
With n Secset.
Seating the old woman in a Sc
lected. shady corner of the piazza,