The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-05

NCOnC1nued rom I YeSterday.) The jewels were still missing. 1 had not got the general warning that was sent out to the gang that night to lay low, for at the last moment it seems that Danglar here found out that Rough Rorke had suspicious tbout Skarbo1ov's place. He came close to her-and with the muzzIe of his re- volver he pushed Danglar's huddled figure back a little further against the WashStand-. Rhode-you are clear The assistant district attorney who had your case is the one I spoke of a few minutes ago. That night at Hay den-Bond's, though I did not under stand fully, I knew that you were the bravesttruest little woman into whom God had ever breather the breath of life I told, him the next day there was some mistake, mething stra nge behind it all. I told him what hap pened at Hayden-Bond's- He agreed with me You have never been in dicted. Your case has never come before the graund jury. And it never will now! Rhoda! Rhoda! Thank God for you! Thank God it has all come out right, and-''
 A peal of laughter, mad, insane, hor- r1ble in it's perverted mirth, rang drought the garret. Dang1ar's hands were creeping queerly up to his tenn pISS. AuI Luen, oBI1VlOuS eVlde ently his frenzy of the revolver in the Ad- venturer's hand, and his eye catching the weapons that lay upon the cot he made a sudden dash in that direc- t1on-and Rhoda Gray, divining his intention, sprang for the cot, too, at the same time. But Danglar never reached his objective. As Rhoda Gray caught up the weapons and thrust them into her pocket,she heard Dang lars furious snarl, and whiring around, she saw the two men locked and struggling in each others en- brace.
 The AdVenturer's voice reached her quick, imperative:
 "Srow the candle at the window Rhoda! The Sparrow is waiting for it in the yard below. Then open the door for them-''
 A sudden terror and fear seized her. The Adventurer was not fit. aft CT what he had been through tonight to cope with Danglar- He had been imping badly even a few minutes ago 1t seemed to her. as she rushed across the garret and snatched up the can d1e, that Danglar was getting, the best of. it even now. And the Adventurer could have shot him down. and been warranted in doing it. She reached the window, waved the candle fran t1cally several times across the pane then setting the candle down on the window ledge, she ran for the door, She looked back again, as she turn ed the key in the lock- With a crash pitching over the chair, both men went to the f1oor-and the Adventurer was underneath. She cried out in alarm, and wrenched the door open and stood for an instant there on the threshohld in a startled way.
 They couldn't be coming already! The Sparrow hadn't had time even to get out of the yard. But there were footsteps in the hall below, many of them. She stepped out on the land ing; it was too dark to see, but
 A sudden yell as she showed even in the faint light of the open garret door, the quicker rush of feet, reach ed her from below.
 '',The White Mo1! That's her. The White Moll!"
 She flung herself flat down, wrench Ing both the automatic ana the revoI- yer from her pocket. She understood now! That was Pinkie Bonn's voice It was the gang arriving to divide up the spells, not the Sparrow and the police. Her mind was racing now with lighting speed. If they got her, they would get the Adventurer in there, too, before the police could in tervene. She must hold this little landing where she lay now, hold those short, ladder-like steps that the on- coming footsteps from below there had almost reached.
 She fired once-twice-agai but high, over their heads, to check the rush.
 Tells answered her. A vicious ton- gue-hame from a revolver, another and another 1eaped out at her from the black below; the spat. spat of bull lets sounded from behind her as they struck the walls.
 Again she fired. They were at least more cautious now in their rush-no one seemed anxious to be first upon the stairs. She cast a wild glance through the open door into the garret at her side. The two forms in there on their feet again. were spinning around and around with the strange lurching gyrations of automatons- and then she saw the Adventurer whip a terrific blow to Danglar's face-and Danglar fall and lie stiI1-and the Ad- venturer come lea ping toward her
 But faces were showing now above