Evening star., 1919-04-20


little Loveman was planning. pan
ning-and acting. He drew out
thin morocco wallet, from 1T took
a stamped envelope, and on this with
a pencil he scrawled an address
the address of New York bank
where he had personal account which
was so private that there was not
scrap among his papers to indicate
that such an account existed. Into
this envelope he slipped the three
checks Nina had given him, sealed it.
placed it between the two halves of
his wallet and replaced the wallet
in his coat. That letter he would
drop into a mail box in Greenport.
Once on board the yacht they would
make for the ocean--he knew the
vessel TO be large and stanch enough
to Withstand any storm likely to arise
in summer seas-and he knew the
government patrol boats guarding the
coast were not interfering with the
course of American pleasure craft.
For two days--longer. if it suited the
exigencies of his plan as it worked
out, and perhaps to the end of the
cruise-he would keep Jack at sea:
then he would get rid of him at some
convenient port. In the meantime
Jacks checks would have gone
through Jacks bank. No one suspect
ed the truth about those checks-so
he believed-and it would be a long
time before the truth came out in the
routine 'of businesS. Before that he
would have managed to draw the
funds out of this secret account
just how he did not yet see-but
somehow he would manage it. And
all the while they would be cruising
southwark along the coast, slipping
into port when necessary to take on
oil. And finally they would make
Mexico, where Hilton would find
there or in some other
Latin American state he would start
MS career anew-his and Nina's. And
evading extradition-for what charge
could be formed against him with
SUFFICIENT evidence to cause a foreign
state to give it serious heed?-they
would become great people, people
For all the time that he had
seemingly been amused at her linn
itations and pretensions, and all
the time that he had been quite
willing to fit her into HIS dubious
transactions, all this while I.oveman
had had one ruling thought concern
ing Nina-that in the end she should
he hiS
in Peter Lovemans life, but Nina Cor
dova. all Of whose flaws he knew and
at whom he was ever laughing. Nina
was the only women he had ever
loved.
Thus, as the car spun noiselessly
through the heavy night. the shrewd.
tireless brain schemed on and on-as
that brain would scheme on and on,
brilliantly. fascinated by its schemes
and their working out, until death
should bring its blankness. 80
In the meanwhile, some miles back,
another car was spinning toward the
east and toward the dawn. But be-
fore the car had been launched on it's
flight several things had happened
back on Manhattan.
When Clifford came out of lie Rain's
mouse, thrusting the scruff held Slim
HARRISON before him, and saw as he
mad expected that the red car belong
ing to Jack was gone. an officer in
uniform halted before the high stoop.
lie was holding woman by the arm,
and the woman Clifford saw to be Nan
Burdette.
Il saw her sneakin' out the base
ment door few minutes ago" ex-
planned the officer, "and as she's n
well known character and as she was
actin suspicious, thought Id better
see what she'd been up to-"
so they dropped you, Nan" said
clifford. e! understand--you weren't
OF use to them any longer. But what
did you hang behind for"
None of your business" said the
woman.
Il guess / understand--if they were
pinched you didn't want to get pinch
ed with them, so you waited to make
your getaway" Then. very sharply:
But what did they do with Mary
Regain"
II don't know" she answered sui
fenIy.