Evening journal., 1922-09-29
Confined From Our Last Isuc.)


cried It is so real TO me, so true
so overwhelming. the greatest thins
of ALI How can Il be otherwise tc
you No: do not think com
plain. But, oh my dearl were I only
able to make you understand. think
what life could be to us. 10 you and
me. You with your wit, your
strength. your skill. your polee--l
with my great love TO inspire and
sustain you-what a pair we should
make, Think, Michael--think!'
why. I think two thlnzs, said
LANYARD: First. that you deserve
10 be soundly kissed He kissed
her. but with discretion, and firmly
put her from him. "Then'-his tone
took on note of earnestness-'that
If what you haze said is true, 1t is a
nifty. and I am sorry, Lane. very
sorry. And, II It is not true. that
the comedy was well played. Shall
we let It rest at that, my dear7'
Half lifolng her, he helped her
back into her chair, and as che
turned her face away, struggling for
mastery of her emotion, true or
feigned. he sat back. found his
ciearet case. and clipping a cigaret
between his lips. cast about for
match.
AS he struck the light no heard
a sudden, soft swish of draper1es as
the woman rose.
Moving toward the saloon COM
panionway, she passed him swiftly
without a word. her head Bonded,
hand pressing handkerchief to her
Inns. Forgetful, he followed her
swaving figure with puzzled gaze
All admonished by the flame that
crept toward his fingertips. He put
1t TO his cigaret. At the second
puff he heard a choking gasp and
looked up again.
The woman stood alone en- sil-
houette against the glow OF the COM
panionway. her arms thrust out as
n to ward off some threatened dan
ger. A second cry broke from her
nps. shrill with terror, she totterea
and fell as. dropping his cigaret'
Lanyard ran TO her.
HIS vision dazzled by the name
of the match. he sought in vain TOT
any cause for her apparent fright
For an he could see, the deck was
es EMMY as he had presumed II 10
he all through their conversation.
.Popinotl" she cried, as Lanyard
hastily took the glass away. topi-
not-he was there-I saw him
standing thereH
A trembling arm indicated tne
starboard deck Just forward OF the
companion housing. But OF course
when Lanyard looked, there was no
one there II there had ever
been
sImnossiblel" Phinuit commented
when told OF the Apache's appear
ance.
Eng directly TO Lame.
She had recovered much OF her
composure. enough 10 enable her tol
shr,ie her disdaln of such stupidity.
II tell you only what my two eyes
saw"
"And tell you, while that assassin
is at liberty aboard this yacht not
one of our lives is worth a SOU
no not onel"
"oh. we shall search" Monk gave i
IN as one who INDUCES cpildish
whirn. but can tell you now
what we'll find-or won't
"Then heaven help us ALL" Lame
went swiftly to the door Of her room,
but there hesitated. looking back
in appeal to Lanyard. Il am
49, a ,ooie round first"
And when Lanyard had satisfied
himself there was nobody concealed
in any part OF flames suite, and had
been rewarded with glance OF
gratitude-"I shall lock myself IN
of course" the woman said from
the threshold-"and have my pis-
tol, too"
Lanyard, scrutinizing the deck
with the fiashlamp.' stopped, picked
up something, and offered It on an
outspread palm upon which ne
trained the clear electric beam.
"Cigaret stub?" Monk said, and
smiled.
y cigaret manufactured by the
French Reggie. Who that uses this
part of the deck would be apt TO
Insult MS paia'o H4tn Sn~N no
aret?"
''Then you believe It was Popinot,
too?"
1T believe you would do we'll TO
make the search you have promised
thorough and immediate"
'.Plenty of time" Monk replied
YEARLY. It'll turn this old tub in
side out, II you insist. in the morn
ting"
Whether or not sleep brought
Monk better counsel, the mornings
ransacking 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 a
little bow, for what, one imagines
Mr.. Phinuit would term the Elabor-
ate Ideal"
CHAPTER Xxx
The Trap for the Wolf
''They are such, monsieur" Monk
said with that elaboration which be-
comes a diplomatic parsonage
your talents are such that you can.
IL you will, become Invaluable to
u.s."
Phinuit chuckled outright at Ian
yards look of polite obtuseness.
Never sail a straight course-can