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when he started for his room he met
Nedya on the compaionway. She
was fully dressed now, and was
going on deck again.
Il want to stay with Count Raed-
ton," she told Phil. "He insists on
remaining on deck. :. To keep his
own private watch"
Let me 60 with you, Nedya."
She gave him warm smile, and
slipped her arm through his. They
found the fog denser; it was like q
thick gray wall pressing upon them
from every side. They started walk
ing along the port side, moving to-
ward the bow. They made a COM
plete circuit of the deck without
seeing Raedton. They went finally
to the lounge, but it too was de-
serted. Phil sat down for a Gig
arctic, but Nedya moved restlessly
about the room.
Phil said to her, "One of my
spies tells me that Count Raedton
ordered Cavanaugh to stay away
from you. What did he mean?"
"Oh, I had been seeing him oc-
casionally," Nedya said. II went to
a party with him once. And to din
ner another time" She came to
him and sat on the arm of his chair,
slipped her arm about his shoul-
ders. you don't mind, do you,
Philip? 1t was before met you. :"
He reached up and drew her
close. He kissed her, and said, I'm
going to be jealous OF every man
you look at"
I'm never going to look at any
other man, Philip"
He kissed her again, then stood
up. Stay here. Nedya, and I'll go
look for Readton."
Fog is Very Thick.
He went out into the fog. It was
so thick it clung to him. He could
see nothing beyond a few feet
about him. He walked toward the
stern, keeping close to the railing,
for he expected to find Count Read
ton keeping a solitary vigil some
where along it.
He was close to the stern when
he heard humble of voices. He
stopped to listen, trying to place
them. They were rather loud, but
he could distinguish nothing of what
was said. He made out the vague
outline of the stern cargo winch
through the fog. He walked slowly
on. The voices came closer. They
sounded angry, and they were two
masculine coiceS. Then abruptly
they went silent, and there was a
sharp scuff1ing sound. Through the
fog two figures emerged. struggling
together, fighting furiously against
the railing.
Phil halted, froze in establishment.
A scream of terror cut the quiet.
One of the figures had flung the
other backward over the rail. The
falling man screamed again as he
plunged downward.
Phil shouted, Man overboardl"
And lunged forward as he heard
someone behind him echo the CRY.
He made for the shadowy figure
that remained at the rail, but, the
man eluded him. He darted behind
the cargo winch and was swallowed
by the fog.
Men came running Sailors and
the Ventura's first mate and Bert
Cavanaugh. The mate demanded: !
What happened?"
1.-TWO men were fighting =" It
was a sailor who answered. II heard
them, and started toward them.
Then one screamed. I came up just
after this man" He pointed to
Phil. This man shouted that some
body was overheard"
Did you see any one else?" the
officer demanded.
mo one"
The mate gave Phil sharp look.
Go to your stateroom, please" he
said.
Phil didn't obey at once. The
Ventura's engines had reversed, and
its screws were holding it at a
standstill. A ifeboat was lowered
with the mate and four seaman.
The fog swallowed them.
Boat Gone Long Time.
The boat was gone long time.
When Phil saw that it had come
back without the man, he went to
his stateroom. Bert Cavanaugh
came almost at once.
who was fighting, Lawrence?"
Il don't know. I couldn't see for