Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1920-01-12

The men whom our hospitality had
rescued from death bowed first to me
and then to Chrys, but no one spoke.
There didn't seem to be anything for
US to talk about! It's always so in
the grave emergencies, suppose; the
most highly civilized persons are re-
strained and dumb. The woman who
goes into Mysteries, and cries faints
at crisis and increases the ubIe,
whatever 1t may be, never proves her
self extra ordinarily emotional and super
sensitive, as she fatters herself. She
merely proves herself an undeyeleped
specimen Of her sex and a particular
nuisance.
BY being = iectly unable to say
word, for a long time, we proved to
each other that we were all of high
grade as human beings. We knew that
we could trust each other, no mat
ter how greatly we might be tested in
the hard days to come.
I, myself, had to laugh a little, not
obviously, of course Now, two hours
since, I had been entirely alOne-se sealed
up in rather splendid tomb, to starve
or go mad! And l had admonished
myself that, at last had arrived at a
place where I couldn't possibly make any
thing happenI
~'CfcItuelehs, my tOlHo udu UeCOIue al
most too thickly populated-and
crammed with potentlalities. Almost any
thing might happen I regarded my
companions with immense curiosity.
Gene Archer, engineer, was mem
Der Of Bob's college fraternity. Al
ready / could que the trend of his
thoughts. His eyes moved slowly around
the walls the floor, the ceiling Of the
room. His feet, as he tramped about,
seemed to feel throughythe thickness of
the Chinese rug for some betraying
hollowness Of the structure, some I'M
evenness Of equilibrium, some slightly
swaying tagging in the pavement.
Also, could guess sopething of Jor-
dan Spencer's thoughts He was abb
sorbed In Chrys, not by right of love at
first sight, but by reason Of his scientific
knowledge. He was q famous physician
and even in this queer \place. be had
found a easel He would let Archer plan
our escape-he would trust his life to
Arcber-but while it lasted, he would de
vote 1t to his pet science.
and that is the reason every body re-
veres Jordan Spence, l said TO myself,
Everybody in Europe and America. Even
the Hum
Very lately. Jordan Spence had come
home from France as one Of the med
ical heroes of the war With the Jordan
miAlions-his mothers money--he had
fitted up magnificent reconstruction hos
pitfalls in more than one town IN France.
He was devoted to his mother, and she
to aim. They had a unique record Of
war service, founded on the mans com
plete absorption In his work. Even IN
the tomb where we were imprisoned he
had discovered n patient in the exquisite
haI bn ba
voice.
II do believe Prince Charming has
come at last" I said to myself But I
didn't believe that Chrys had any such
idea. I wasn't Interested in her thoughts,
however No woman can guess what
another woman has on her mind. -Chrys
might be considering the pattern Of the
blue and gold carpet, for all I knew
1t was, in the end, the dumb girl
who first spoke" She advanced to
the center Of the room and indicated by
a rather dramatic gesture, the prison
below us from which we had just res
cued the two Americans.
Miss Lorlmer is unable to talk, lem
porarily," I explained to Gene Archer.
"She is asking about your guards, /
take 1t. She wants to know If they will
not follow you up here1"
Chrys smiled exquisitely-she didn't
even bother to nodk her head.
''The lady's query Is practical" said
the engineer.
cor course, you will be searched for"
I broke in. Don't you suppose that
your jailers know all about the loose
tagging which revolves so mysteriously
in the roof Of the prison ?"-Copyrlgh
1920.
ITO Be Continued.)