Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1925-10-23

ligent Satekeeepr might stick IN his
toes il bit OF coursc'-he added hope
ful4y-"you might say you were doing
it for the movies. Tell him you're
Charlie Chaplin, but that you dressed
in such hurry you've forgotten your
mustache."
The redkraded Russian was snarl-
ing ven"mouslS.
let me get at him, chief He won't
Try being funny AGAIN"
The RUSSIAN naIr rose to his feet,
his teeth barred, and Peterson pulled
him back into his chair.
you'll get your chance in moment
or two. Yulowski," he remarked saw
agely. Then he turned once more on
Drummond, and the genial look had
vanished from his face. Doubtless
your humor appeals to some people; 1t
does not to me. Moreover | am in
rather a hurry. | do not propose, Cap
tain Drummond, to take you TO the
bridge and endeavOr to make your
head impinge on a wall, as you call 1t.
There is another far simpler method
Of producing the same result. The I'M
pinging will take place in this house
AS a soldier you should know the re
suit of a blow over the head with the
butt of a rifle And l can assure you
that there will be no bungling TINS
lime. Yulowski is an expert i'll such
matters, and l shall stay personally
TO see that it is done.
Drummond passed his tongue over
his lips, and despite himself his voice
shook a little.
"Am | to understand" he said after
moment, that you propose to let
that man butcher us herein this
housewife a rifie?"
"Just So" answered Peterson.
'"That is exactly what you are to un-
| derstand.'
you are going to let him bash my
wife over the head with a rifle buttV
Il am going to order him to do So"
said Peterson mildly. "And very short
| ly, at that. We must not have any
mistakes over the length of time
! you've both been dead. | confess 1t
sounds drastic, but l can assure you
it will be quite sudden. YulOWSki, as
[ told you, is an expert. He had a
lot of experience in Russia"
you inhuman devil !" muttered
Drummond dazedly. you can do what
you like to me, but for Heavens sake
let her off !"
He was staring fascinated at the
| Russian, who had risen and crossed
| to q cupboard in the wall. There was
something almost maniacal in the look
on his face-the look of a savage,
brute beast, confronted with the prey
it desires.
Impossible my dear young friend"
murmured Peterson regretfully. 1T
| affords me no pleasure to have her
| killed, but | have no alternative. To
see you dead, | would cross two con-
tinents," he snarled suddenly, but
and his voice became normal again
"only bitter necessity cOmpels me to
adopt such measures with Phyllis
You see, she knows too much"
YuIowski handled his rifle lovingly,
and his teeth showed in Il WOlfish grin.
(Which shall l take first, chlef?" he
said carelessly.
THE point is immaterial," returned
Peterson. Il think perhaps the
woman"
Drummond tried to speak and failed
His tongue was clinging to the roof Of
his mouth: everything in the room
was dancing before his eyes. Dimly
he saw the red-headed brute YulOWski
swinging his rifle to test it: dimly he
saw Phyllis sitting bolt upright, with
a calm, scornful expression on her
arms so that she could not move. And
suddenly he crOaked horribly
Then he saw Yulowski put down the
rifle and listen intently for a moment.
whats the matter?" snapped Pc
tersOn irritably.
"Do you hear the different note to
| that dynamoW said YulOWski.
"What the HIS that got to do with
it?' rOared Peterson. Get on with 1t,
d-n yOu-and attend to the dynamo
afterward"
Yulowski nodded, and picked up his
rifle again.
"The last time" he said, turning on
Drummond with a dreadful look Of
evil In his face, that this rife was
used by me was in a cellar in Russia
On even more exalted people than you.
brought it specially with me as
memento, never thinking | should have
the pleasure of using it again"
He swung 1t over his head, and
Drummond shut his eyes-to open
them again a moment later, as the
door was flung open and a man dis
traught with terror dashed in.
"The Black Gang" he shouted wild
y. Hundreds Of them-all round the
house They've cut the wires"
With a fearful curse Peterson
! eaped to his feet, and the men hold
! ing DrummOnd, dumfOunded at the
sudden turning the tables, let go his
arms YuloWski stood staring foolish
at the door, and what happened
| hen was so Ouick that none of the