The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1942-11-06
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set under the bridge behind them
had done its work. No motorcar
would be lifted across the drainage
channel tonight.
'Cripes, I'd forgotten that one"
exclaimed McInnis.
He laughed. So did Curt and Col
Inns, and it eased the tension. There
was now no need for secrecy. They
used the car lights and stepped on
the gas. But thoughts Of possible
trouble ahead frightened their nerves
again.
Collins began to take some in
terest in his fellow passenger. He
played his flash on Toenjes, and
turned the mans head this way
and that. Toenjes was beginning
to suffer considerably from pain in
his shoulder, but his eyes were muir
derous. A slow, unbelieving smile
spread over Collins face. He ripped
open Toenjes' shirt and pulled it
away from the wounded shoulder.
He found puckered scar there,
an old one, not three inches from
the bleeding hole Curt had made
tonight. And then he began to laugh.
He laughed and he laughed until
tears rolled down his face. The
men in the front seat turned for
an explanation. It came in jerks.
'On a silver platter" cried Col
Inns. "Mr. Curtis, you've made one
of the neatest hauls this year. DR..
Toenjes? hadn't seen him before,
you know. This is Herr Albrecht
Werner Fisch, no less. Red-handed.
One of the biggest, slipperiest,
agents the Nazis have in Latin
America"
And then it was tomorrow. The
sun slanted down holly on the after
deck of the San Timoteo. The As
ISOLATED vessel was pushing her way
north over a smooth sea. There
was a cooling breeze, and curnu-
lus clouds moved serenely across
the sky.
Buddy, Chuck, and Sylvia Mitch
ell, all in sun suits were playing
under the watchful eyes of the ships
nurse. The boys were making clown
ish efforts to balance on their heads
their huge straw sombreros.
Curt and Lee were standing by,
his arm about her waist. They were
silent, and Lee felt Curtis arm tight
en- as the children's voices rose
shrilly, hilariously. She looked up
and saw the look in his eyes, the
beads of sweat above his brows
and on his upper lip, and she knew
what he was thinking.
''Don't, dearest" she whispered.
He looked down at her, and his
eyes slowly cleared. He kissed her
lightly on the temple and they saun-
tered off, his arm tight about her.
At the entrance to the central stair
case he paused-and yawned, pro-
digiously.
II could do with another nap,"
he said, on swapping his mouth shut.
"You?"
1--WE slept all morning!" she ex-
claimed. "We won't sleep tonight"
''We can sit on deck tonight"
hopefully.
''No MOON"
"There'll be stars. And there's
no charge for just sitting"
Lee laughed. "All right, silly.
Well 60 down again"
The door to the purser's office
opened and there was movement in
the corridor. A steward was tack
ing a paper on the bulletin board.
/ ssNews" said Curt. n
With Lee, he crossed the corridor
eagerly, to stare at the typewriter
sheet.
puerto Soledad, TERRA Libre,"
read the radio dispatch. SIN a raid
by army troops on the headquar-
tiers of the Compania Agricola Trop-
ical at San Alejo this morning, what
appears to have been a direct Nazi
plot against the sovereignty of Tt
ezra Libre was disclosed, with the
arrest of Senior Apolonio Montaya
and twenty-four persons of doubtful
nationality J"
1.-THE ENID