South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-10-23
. The FLAMING JEWEL
by ROBERT W. CHAMBERS

! breech Of his rifle, slung the weapon,
pulled out a handkerchief, and tied
1t across his face under the eyes
He continued TO move forward
After a little while his ear caught
slight splash ahead. Suddenly a
glare OF light envelopcd him.
rs 1t you, Harry Beck ?"
/ Instinct led again while wits
worked madly: Harry Beck is two
miles back on guard. Where is
Sard ?"
The silence became terrible. Once
I the glaring light in front moved,
sthen became fixed. There was
light splashing. Instantly Smith
realized that the man in front had
set his torch in a tree-crotch and
was now covering somewhere be-
yond a leveled weapon. His voice
came presently:
He! Drap-a that-a sun damn
quick!"
Smith bent. leisurely and laid his
rifle on a messy rock.
: Now! You there, Why yo want
Sard! Eh?"
"Ill tell Sard. not you" retorted
/ Smith COolly. You listen to me,
I Office in New York. I'm Abrams.
The police are on their way here to
/ ind Quintana."
\ movement might have meant
I death, but he calmly rummaged fer
a cigaret. lighted it, blew a cloud
! insolently toward the white glare
ahead Then he took another
Z chance:
Il guess you're Nick salzar aren't
you?"
"sn am salzar Who the dew
are your"
I'm Eddie Abrams Sard's law
yer. Ny business il to find my
client II you stop me you'll 90 10
prison - the whole gang OF you
Sard Quintana, Picqust. Sanchez.
! Georgiades and Harry Beck - and
youI"
After dead silence: Maybe
you'u go TO the chair, too!'
1t was the third chance he took.
There was a dreadful stiffness IN
/ the woods. Finally came a slight
series of splashes;; the crunch OF
/ heavy boots on rock.
For why you coma here. Ell p"
/ demanded Sa,zar, in a less agrees
/ sive manner. ''What-a da matt. eh?"
Well" said Smit> IF you've got
TO know. there are people from Es-
I thonia IN New York. II you un-
| derstand that"
Christi! When do they arrive?'
~ week ago. Sard's place Is in
\ the hands of the police 7 cou,dn't
\ stop them. They've so. his safe
] and all his papers. City. state and
. Federal officers are looking for him
\ The Consta bulary rode into Ghost
I Lake yesterday. Now. don't Won
I think you'd better lead me to Sard o"
Christi" exclaimed Salzar. "Sard
/ he is a mile ahead with the others.
/ Damn. Damn! Me. how should I
4 know what IS 20 be done? Ne.
have my orders from Quintana.
. what I do. Ell? Christi! What 20
! do? What you say I should do. Ell.
q Abrams ?"
J A new fear had succeeded the old
, one-that was evident-and Sa,zar
came forward into the light OF his
own fixed torch-a well knit figure
In SLOUGH hat, gray shirt and gre
\ breaches. and wearing "a red bandan-
ma over the lower part OF his face.
He carried a heavy rifle.
/ Smith said slowly: III Quintana
IS marching on Clinch's he's marca
/ ing into a trapr'
Salzar blanched above his ban
danna
The state Troopers are there"
said Smith. They'll get hirl sure"
Christi" faltered Salzar. then
they are gobble-Quintana Sard.
I everybody, SIP"
He glared at Smith. started 90
move. came back and took his torch.
made a violent gesture with 1t which
I drenched the woods with goblin
I light
You stop-a Quintana. maybe.
4 You tell a heem be IS the bigg-s
I fool, You teIl-a heeu~ Nick Salzar Is
no damn fool No. Adios. my frien'
I Abrams. beat .t. save my skin"
"Sslzar," Smith called sharply
The man halted and looked
around.
Come back"
Salzar hestitated. turned finally.