Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-09-28
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MEa6 Joseph Vance
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"Ah. Michael, my Michael" Lame
cried. 1T is SC real to me, so true,
50 overwhelming, the greatest thing
Of all! How can it be otherwise to
YOU? -. . No! do not think l COM
plain. But, oh, my dear! were l only
able to make you understand, think
what life could be to us, to you and
ine You with your wits, your
strength, your skill. your poise-I
with my great love to inspire and
sustain you-what a pair we should
make! Think. MISUNDERSTANDING
why. / think two things" said
Lanyard: First, that you deserve
TO be soundly kissed" He kissed
her, but with discretion. and firmly
put her from him. "Then'-his tone
took on a note of earnestness-''that
if what you have said is true, it is a
pity, and I am sorry. LANE, very
sorry. And, if it is not true, that
the comedy was well played. Shall
We let 1t rest at that, my dear?"
Ealf lifting her, he helped her
back into her chair, and as she
turned her fac away, struggling for
mastery of her emotion, true or
feigned, he sat back, found his
cigaret case, and clipping a cigaret
between his lips. cast about for a
match.
As he struck the light he heard
a sudden, soft swish of draperies as
the woman rose.
Moving toward the saloon COM
paLionway. she passed him swiftly,
without a word, her head Bonded a
hand pressing a handkerchief to her
lips. Forgetful, he followed her
swaying figure with puzzled gaze
till admonished by the flame that
crept toward his fingertips. He put
it to his cigaret. At the second
puff he heard a choking gasp, and
looked Up again.
The stood alone, en-
silhouette against the glow of the
conipanionway, her arms thrust out
az If to ward off some threatened
her lips. shrill with terror, she tot
cigaret, Lanyard ran to her.
His vision dazzled by the fame
of the match, he sought in vain for
n Jus for her apparent fright.
For ell he could see, the deck was
as empty as he had presumed it 10
be all through their conversation.
"Popinot!" she cried, as Lanyard
hastily took the glass away. "Popl-
not-he v1S there-I saw him -
standing there!"
A trembling arm indicated the
%starboard deck just forward of the
companion housing. But. of course
when Lanyard looked, there was no
one there -. If there had ever
been -.
"Impossible!" Phinuit commented
when told of the Apache's appear
ance.
Nonsense" Monk added. speak
ing directly to Lame.
She had recovered much of her
composure, enough to enable her to
shrug her disdain of such stupidity.
II tell you only what my two eyes
saw"
And I tell you, while that assassin
is at liberty aboard this yacht, not
n of our lives is worth a SOU
no, not one"
'Oh, we shall Search" Monk gave
in as one who INDUCES a childish
whim. But I a tell you o
what we'll find-or won't."
Then heaven help us ALL" Lame
went swiftly to the door of her ROOM,
hut there hesitated, looking back
" PPSdi ~
afraid ..."
LET me have a look round first"
And when Lanyard had satisfied
him self there was nobody concealed
in any part of Lanes suite, and a
been rewarded with a glance of
gratitude-"I shall lock myself in,
of course" the woman said from
the threshold-'and 1 have my pis-
tel, too"
Lanyard, sc~rutinizing the deck
with the flashlamp. stopped, picked
up something, and offered it on an
outspread plan upon which he
II ained the clear electric beam.
'"Cigaret stub?" Monk said, and
shifted.
"A cigaret manufactured by the
French Reggie. Who that uses this
part of the deck would be apt to
insult his palate with such a
cigaret?"
'Then you believe it was Popinot,
too?"
IT believe you would do well TO
make the search you have promised
thorough and Immediately"
"Plenty of time" Monk replied
wearily, "Ill turn this old tub in
side out, II you insist, in the morn
ing"
Whether or not sleep brought
Monk better counsel, the mornings
rarsacking of the vessel and the
examination of her crew proved
more painstaking than Lanyard had
expected. And the upshot was pre-
cisely as Monk had foretold. moth
ing. He reported drily to this effect
at an informal conference in his
quarters after luncheon.
Now" Monk announced with q
little bow, "for what. n imagines,
Mr.. Phinuit would term the Elabor-
ate Ideal"
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