The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-04-08
'THE WHITE MOLL"
 FRANK L. PACKARD Appearing every day in serial form in the Magazine Section of The Times.
(Continued from Yesterday
FRANK l.. PACKARD

- CCondnued from Yesterday
 Danglar would not have the slightest compunction, let alone hesitation, in carrying out his threat Terrified now. her eyes sought the Adventurer. Didn't the Adventurer know Danglar as she knew him, didn't he realize that there was deadly earnestness behind Danglars words? Was the man mad. that he stood there utterly unmoved, as though he had no con- sideration on earth other than those carefully manicured finger nails Of his!
 And then Danglar spoke again
 Do you notice anything special about this gun I'm holding on you 2" he demanded. in Low menace.
 The Adventures did not even look
 "oh, yes" he said indifferently '1 fancy you got fx out of a dime novel didn't you? One of those silencer things"
 "Yes." said Danglar grimIy, "one of those si1encer things. Where is she %
 The Adyenturer made no answer. ened.
 "1'I make things even little plain CT to you,' he said with brutal cool ness. There are two men in our or gantzation from whom it is absolutely impossible that that leak could have come. Those two men followed you from Perlmer,s office to this place. They are in the next room now wait ing for me to get through with you, and ready for anything if they are needed. But they won't be needed That's not the way it works out. This gun won't make much noise, and 1t isn't likely to arouse the inmates of this dive. but even if 1t does, it doesn't matter very much-we aren't going out by the front door. The two of them. the minute they hear the shot, slip in here, and lock the door- you see it's got a good, husky bolt on it-and then we beat it by the fire escape that runs past that window there. Get the idea? And don't kid yourself into thinking that am taking any risk with the conse- uences on account of the coroner hav- ing got busy because a man was found here dead on the floor. Nicky Viner stands for that. It isn't the first time he's been suspected of murder. See? Nicky was easy. He'd crawl on his hands and knees from the Bat tery to Harlem any time if you held a little money in front of his nose. He's been fooled up to the eyes with faked-up message that he's to deliver secretly to some faked-up crooks out West He's just about starting away on the train now And that's where the police nab hin-running away 6rom the murder he's pulled in his room he N tonight. Looks kind of bad fc- Nicky Viner-eh? We should worry! It cost a hundred dol Jars and his ticket. Cheap, wasn't it? guess you're worth that much to us!"
 A dull horror seized upon Rhoda Gray. It seemed to clog and confuse aner mind. She fought it frantically, striving to think. and to think clear 1y. Every detail seemed to have been planned with Satanic foresight and ingenuity, and yet-and yet Yes, in one little thing, Danglar had a mistake. That was why she was here now; that was why those men in that next room had not been out in the hall on guard, or even out in the street on watch for her. Dang1ar had naturally gone upon the supposi- tion that the Adventurer and herself worked hand in glove; whereas they were as much in the dark concerning each others movements as Danglar himself was. Therefore Danglar, and logically enough from his viewpoint, had jumped to the conclusion that, since they had not come together, only one of them, the Adventurer was acting in the affair tonight, and
 Danglar's voice was rasping in her Cars
 I'm not going to stay here all night!" he snarled. You've got one chance. I've told you what it is. You're lucky to have it. Wed sooner I'd rather drop yon in your tracks than let you live. Where is the White Mo1l?"
 The Adventurer was side face to the doorway again, and Rhoda Gray saw him smile contemptuously at Danglar now.
 Really" he said blandIy, ''I haven't she slightest idea in the world
 Danglar laughed ironically.
 You He!" he flung out hoarsely ''Do you think you can get away with that? Well, think again, Sooner or later. it will be all the same whether Sou talk or not. We caught you to- night in trap; we'll catch her in an other Our hand doesn't show here She'll think that Nicky Viner was little too much for you. that's all Come on, now-quick! Are you fool enough to misunderstood? The sdon't know stuff won't get you byi'
 ''The misunderstanding seems to be | on your Side,'' There was a cold irritating deliberation in the Adven- ! turer's voice. 'I repeat that I do not know where the young lady you refeT | to could be found; but I did not make l that statement with any idea that you ! would believe it. To a cur, I suppose 1 it is necessary to add that, even if did know, I should take pleasure i, Seeing you damned before told you
 Danglar's face was like a devils | His revolver held a steady bead or | 4he Adventurer's head.
 I'll give you a last chance" H. Spoke through closed teeth. I'll fire | when I count three, Onei" l
 A horrible fascination held Rhoda | Gray. If she cried out, it was more l likely than not to cause Danglar to fire on the instant. It would not gave the Adyenturer in any case T. would be but the signal too, for those two men in the next room to rush in | &ere. |
 'Two!" l
 It seemed as though, not in the hone that it wnuld dn any sond h1nr