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Trhc "What were you doing outside my door?" The man did not answer. He was trying to collect his thoughts. "A spy of some sort, eh?" 'Tm a detective," said t~ 3 man finally, thinking he saw his way clear. "And wnat did you expect to learn by looking through the keyhole of my door?" Servan laughed. "Show me your badge of authority." The man fumbled in his upper pocket, hoping against hope that the muzzle of the revolver would waver. "You're an ordinary thief," declared the Russian; "and as such I shall instantly hand you over to the hotel authorities unless you tell me exactly who and what you are." The man remained dumb. He hung between the devil and the deep sea. If he told the truth the organization would soon learn thestruth; If he kept still he would be lodged in jail, per haps indefinitely, for he hadn't a sav ory police record. Presently his nerve gave way in face of the steady eye and hand, and he confessed the why and wherefore he had sought the keyhole of Servan's room. "We are after this butler. Where 'ever he goes we follow." "Well, you've wasted your time, my man. - All I am here for Is to take over some property Mr. Hargreave left in France for sale. I know nothing about your private feuds. Now, get out. But keep out of my way; I am not a peaceful man." The spy tumbled- out as he had tumbled in, by an act of gravity; and Servan was alone. He spent two days in comparative idleness. Then things began to wake up. . . * * * * * For a long time the leather box across which .was inscribed "Stanley Hargreave' lay in peace undisturbed. A busy spider had woven a trap across the handle to the quaint lock. The box was still badly stained from its. immersion in the salt water. At a certain time it was quietly with drawn from its hiding place. It was stealthily onened. A hand reached in and when . withdrew a packet of papers was also withdrawn. The box was "aIn locked and lowered; and presently the spider returned to find thd his cunning trap had been to tally destroyed. With the infinite pa tience-of his kind he began the weav jag of another trap. Perhaps this would be more successful than its predecessor. . Later Henri Servan received a tele phone call. He was informed that his purpose in America would be real ized by his presence at such and such a box that night at the opera. Fur ther information could not be given over the 'telephone. Servan seemed well satisied. He dressed carefully that evening, called up the office clerk ad inquired If his box tickets for the opera had arrived. He was informed that they bad.- Instantly the spy, who h ad dared to linger about the hotel, overhearing this conversation, deter *mined to notify Braine at once. And *at the same time,,Norton, In disguise, determined not to lose sight of this *man whom he had set himself to watch. The spy left by one entrance and *Jim by another. Jim had learned what he desired: that the Russian agent would be followed to the opera and that It was going to be difficult to hand the documents to him. The .spy entered a drug store and tele phoned. .Jim waited outside. When the man came out he strolled up the street and entered the nearest saloon. Jim's work was done.. It was Braine's lieutenant, however, who took the news to Braine. "We have succeeded." "Good!" said Braine. "He will go to the opera. He will have a box. Doubtless they have ar ranged to deliver the papers there." "And the next thing is to get the number of his box." This Braine had no difficulty in doing. "So that's all Lt Was -Stealthily Opened. fixed. He calls himself Servan and registers from Paris. I'll show the fool that he has no moujik to deal- with this time." "And what are these documents?" asked Olga. "Ah, that's what we are so anxious to find out. Some papers are going to be exchanged between this Rus sian spy and Jones or his agents. That these papers concern us vi tally I am certain. That Is why I am going to get them If there has to be a murder at the opera tonight. Norton has been to Washington. He was seen coming out *of the Russian embassy, from the secretaries of state and war and a dozen other offices. I've got to find out just what all this means." "It means that the time has come for us to'fly," said Olga. "We have failed. I have warned you. We have still plenty of money left. It Is time we folded our tents and stole away quietly. I tell you I feel it In my bones that there is a pit before us some I Send yc largest job. . I a subscribe Year. We,~ where; and If you force Issues we shan all fall into it." "The- white feather, my dear?" "There Is altogether some difference between the white feather and com mon-sense caution." "I shall never give up. You are free to pack up and go if you wish. As for me, I'm going to fight this out to the bitter end." "And take my word for it, the end will be bitter." "Well?" "Oh, I shall stay. You know that my future is bound up in yours. In the old days my advice generally ap pealed to you as sound;! and when you followed it you were successful. From the first I advised you not to pursue Hargreave. See what has hap pened!" "Enough of this chatter. I've got to die some time; it will be with my face to ward this man I hate with all my soul. You trust to me; rll pull out of this all right. You just fix yourself up stunningly for the opera tonight and leave the rest to me." Olga shrugged. She was something of a fatalist This man of hers had suddenly gone mad; and one did not reason with mad people. "What shall I wear?" she asked calmly. "Emeralds; they're your good luck stones. You will go to the box before I do. I've got to spend some time at the curb to.be sure that this Servan chap arrives. And it is quite possible that our friend Jones will come later. If not Jones, then Norton. I was a fool not to shoot him when I had the chance. We could have covered it up without the least difficulty. But I needed the information about that par per. With Norton going to Washing ton and Jones conferring with this Servan, I've got to strike quick. It cncerns us, that Im certain. Perk up; we've lots of cards in our sleeves -yet. Beat the opera at eight-thirty. Pay no attention to any one; wait for me. Remember, I shan't write or send any phone messages. Be wary of any trap like that to get you outside. Now, I'm off." Jones approached Florence immedi ately after dinner. "I have important business in the city tonight. Under no circumstances leave the house. I shall probably be followed. And our enemies will have need of you far more tonight than at any previous time. I shall not send you phone or written message. You have your revolver..Shoot any strange man who enters. We'll make inquir es after." "We are near the end?" whispered Florence. "Very near the end." "And I shall see my father?" Jones bent his head. "If we suc ceed. "There Is danger?" thinking of her lover. "There Is always danger when I leave this hc~e. So be good," the but er added with a smile. "And Jim?" "He has proved that he can take care of himself." "Tell him to be very careful." -"I'll do so, but It will not be neces sary;" and with this Jones set forth upon what he considered the culminat ing adventure. The -usual brilliant crowd -began to pour into the opera. Braine took his stand by the entrance. He waited a long time, but his patience was re warded. A limousine drove up and out of the door came his man, who looked about with casual interest. He dismissed ther limousine, which wheeled slowly around the corner where it could be conveniently parked. Then Servan entered the dpera. Braine hurried around to the limou sine. The lights, save those demand ed by traffic regulations, were out The chauffeur was huddled in his seat. "My man," said Braine, "would you like to make some money?" "How much?" listlessly. The voice was muffled. "Twenty.". "Good night,sr. "Fifty.". . "Good night and good morning!" "A hundred!" "Now you've got me interested. What kind of a joy ride do you want?" "No Joy ride. Listen." -Briefly the conspirator outlined his needs, and finally the chauffeur nodded. Five twenties were pressed into his hand and he curled up in his seat again. Servan entered his box. In the box next to his sat a handsomely gowned young woman. He threw her an Idle glance, which was repaid In kind. Iater, Braine came in and sat down beside Olga. "Everything looks like plain sail ing," he whispered. Olga shrugged slightly. During the intermission between the first and second acts, Servan took the rear chair of his box, near the cur tains. Braine, watching with the eyes of a lynx, suddenly observed the cur tains stirring. A hand was thrust through. In that hand was a packet of papers. With seeming indifference Servan reached back and took the pa pers, stowing the~. away in a pocket Braine rose at the beginning of the second act "Where are you going?" asked Olga nervously. "To see Otto." A bold attempt was made to rob Servan while in the box, but the time ly arrival of Jim frustrated this plan. So Braine was forced to rely on the chauffeur of the limousine. As Farrar's last thrilling note died away Braine and Olga rose. "Be careful. And come to the apart ments just as soon as you can." "I'll be careful," Braine declared eas ur Job Work All work gu: r, now is the t ~rh everbod ion (CONTINUEDFROM LAST W1 fly. "You can watch the play if you wish." When Servan entered the limourine he was quietly but forcibly seized by two men who had been lying. In wait for him, due to the apparent treachery of the chauffeur. Servan fought val iantly, for all that he knew what the end of this exploit was going to be. One of the men succeeded in getting the documents from Servan's pocket. "Done, my boy!" cried the victor. "Give him a crack on the coco and we'll beat it." "Just a minute, gentlemen!" said a voice from the seat at the side of the chauffeur. "I'll take those papers!" And the owner of the voice, backed by a cold, sinister-looking automatic, reached in and confiscated the spoils of war. "And I shouldn't make any attempt to slip out by the side door." "Thanks, my friend," said Servan, shaking himself free from his captors. "Don't mention it," said Norton ami ably. "We thought something like this would happen. Keep perfectly Braine and His Accomplice Plan Cap ture of Servan. quiet, you chaps. Drive on, chauffeur; drive on!" "Yes, my lord! To what particular police station shall I head this omni bus?" "The nearest, Jones; the very near est you can think of! Some day, when I'm rich, I'll hire you for my chauf feur. But for the present I shall ex pect at least a box of Partagas out of that hundred." Jones chuckled. "'Ill buy you a box out of my own pocket. That hundred goes to charity." "Here we are! Out with you," said Jim to his prisoners. He shouldered them into the police station, to the captain's desk. "What's this?" demanded the cap tain. "Holdup men," said Jim. "Entered this man's car and tried to rob him." "Uh-huh! An' who're you?" Jim showed his badge and card. "Oho! Hey, there; I mean you!" said the captain, leveling a finger at Otto. "Lift up. that hat; lift it up. Sure, It's Fountain Pen Otto! Well, well; an' we've been lookin' for you for ten months on the last forgery case. Mr. Norton, my thanks. Take 'em below, sergeant. You'll be here to make the complaint in th' mornin', sir," he added to Servan. "If it is necessary." "It may be against Otto's pal. I don't know him." "Very well" And Jones and Norton and Servan trooped out of the station. At last Jones and the reporter en tered a cheap restaurant and ordered coffee and toast. "You're a wonderful man, Jones, even if you are an Englishman," said Jim as he called for the check. "English? What makes you think I am English?" asked Jones with a cu rious glitter in his eyes. "I'll tell you on the night we put the rollers under Braine and company?' Jones stared long and intently at his young partner. Whatdld he really know? CHAPTER XXII. A Night of Adventure. The federal government agreed to say nothing, to put no obstacles in the way of the Russian agent, provided he could abduct his trio without serious ly clashing with the New York police authorities. It was a recognized fact that the local police force wanted the newspaper glory which would attend the crushing of the Black Hundred. It would be an exploit. But their glory was nil; nor did Servan take his trio back with him to Russia. Many strange things happened that night, the night cf the final adven ture. Florence sat in her room reading. The book was "Oliver Twist," not the pleasantest sort of book to read uzn der the existing circumstances. Sev eral times-she had reached the place where Fagin overheard Nancy's con fession-she fancied she heard doors closing softly, but credited It to her imagination. Poor Nancy, who want ed to'be good but did not find time to be! Florence' possessed a habit fa miliar to most of us; the need of ap ples or candy when we are reading. So she rang the bell for her maid, intending to ask her to bring up some apples. She turned to her reading, presently to break off and strike the bell again. Where was that maid? She waited perhiaps five minutes, then laid down the book and began to investi gate. There was not-a servant to be found in the entire house! What in the world could that mean? Used as she was to heartrending suspense, she was none the less terrified. Something had to THE TIMES aranteed, and line to send in y a Happy ani )ollar ,EK-LOOK FOR NEXT ISSUE taken the servants from the house. i From whence was the danger to come this time? Where was Jones? Why did he not return as he had promised? 1 It was long past the hour when he said he would be ack. She went into the library and picked up the telephone. She was told that Mr. Norton was out on an assignment, but that he would be notified the mo ment he returned. She opened a draw- 1 er in the desk. She touched the au- 1 tomatic, but did not take it up. She left the drawer open, however. Earlier, at the newspaper office that night, Jim went into the managing ed itor's office and laid a bulky manu script on that gentleman's desk. "Is this it?" "It Is," said Jim. "You have captured them?" "No; but there is a net about them from which not one shail escape. There's the story of my adventures, of the adventures of Miss Hargreave and the butler, Jones. You'll find it ex citing enough. You might just as well send it up to the composing room. At midnight I'll telephone the introduc tion. It's a scoop. Don't worry about that."p The editor riffied the pages. "A hundred and twelve pages, 300 words to the page; man it's a novel!" "It'll read like one." "Sit down for a moment and let me skim through the first story." At the end of ten minutes the editor laid down the copy. He opened a draw er and took out two envelopes. The blue one he tore up and dropped into the waste basket. Norton understood and smiled. They had meant to dis charge him if he fell down. The other -envelope was a fat one. "Open it," said the editor, smiling a little to himself. This envelope contained a check for $2,500, two round-trip first-class tickets to Liverpool, together with innumer able continental tickets such as are issued to tourists. "Why two?" asked Jim, innocently. "Forget it, my boy, forget -it.: You ought to know that in this o6ice we don't employ blind men. The whole staff is on. There you are, a fat check and three months' vacation. Go and get married; and i you return before the three months are up I'll fire you myself on general principles." Jim laughed happily and the two men shook hands. .Then Jim went forth to complete the big assignment. Five minutes later Florence called him up to learn that he had gone. 'What should F. do? Jones had told her to stay in the house and not to leave it. But where was he? Why did he not come? What was the mean: Ing of this desertion by the servants? She wandered about aimlessly, looking out of windows, imagining forms in *the shadows. Her imagination had not deceived her;- she had heard doors close softly. "Susan, Susan!" she murmured; but Susan was in the hospital. "Oliver Twist!" What had possessed her to start reading that old tale again? She should have read some thing 'of a light and joyous character. After half an hour's wandering about the lonely house she returned to 1.lhe library, feeling that she would be safer where - bath telephone and- re volver were. And while she sat waiting for she knew not what, her swiftly beating heart sending the blood-into her throat so .that It almost suffocated her, a man turned Into the street and walked noiselessly toward the Hargreave place- He passed a man leaning against a lamppost, but he never turned to look at him. This man, however, threw away his cigar and hot-footed it to the nearest pay station. He knew in his soul that he had just seen the man for whom they had been hunting all these weary but strenuous weeks-Stanley Har greave in the flesh! Half an hour after his telephone message the chief of the Black Hundred and many lesser lights were on their way to the house of mystery. Had they but known! Now, the man who had created this tremendous agitation went serenely on. He proceeded directly and fear lessly to the front door, produced a latchkey and entered. He passed through the hall and reception room to the library and paused on the threshold dramatically. Florence stepped back with a sharp cry of alarm. She had heard the hall door open and close and had taken It for granted that Jones had entered. There was a tableau of short dura tion. "Don't you know me?" asked the stranger in a singularly pleasant voice. Florence had been imposed upon too many times. She shook her head deantly, though her knees shook so that she was certain that the least touch would send her over. "I am your father, child!" Florence slipped unsteadily behind the desk and seized the revolver which lay in the drawer. The man by the curtains smiled sadly. It was a smile that caused Florence to waver a bit. Still she extended her arm. "You do not believe me T' said the man, advancing slowly. "No. I have been deceived too many times, sir. Stay where you are. YouI will wait here till my butler returns. - Oh, if I were only sure!" she burst out suddenly and passionately. "What - proof have you that you are what you say?". 1 He came toward her, holding out his hands. "This, that you cannot shoot me. Ah, the damnable wrethes! What have they done to you, my child, to make you suspicious of every one? How I have watched over you in the street! I will tell you what only Jones and the reporter know, that the avia tr -died, that I alone was rescued, that I gave Norton the five thousand; that I watched the windows of the Rus .We can do the prices rea your name an d1prosperous 19 Myst dlan woman, and overheard nearly er ry plot that was hatched in the coun 2ll chamber of the Black Hundred; :bat I was shot in the arm while cross .ng the lawn one night. And now we 2ave the scoundrels just where we ant them. They will be in this house or me within half an hour, and not 3ne of them will leave it in freedom. [ am your father, Florence. I am he lonely father who has spent he best years of his life away rom you in order to secure yoi"r safety. Can't you feel the truth of 20 his?" "No, no! Please do not approach my-nearer; stay where you are!" At that moment the telephone rang. With the revolver still leveled she picked up the receiver. "Hello, hello! Who Is it? . . . Dh, Jim, Jim, come at once! I am olding at bay a man who says he is my father. Hold him where he Is, you ay? All right, I will. Come quick!" "Jim!" murmured the man, still ad rancing. He must have that revolver. he poor child might spoil the whole iffair. "So what Jones tells me is rue: that you are going to marry this reporter chap?" She did not answer. ."With or without my consent?" If only he would drop that fearless ;mile! she thought. "With or without inybody's consent," she said. "What in the world can I say to you o convince you?" he cried. "The trap [s set; but If Braine and his men come mnd find us like this, good heaven, hild, we are both lost! Come, come!" "Stay where you are!" At that moment she heard a sou.1 it the door. Her gaze roved; and it as enough for the man. He reached >ut and caughi: her arm. Shetried to ,ear herself loose. "My child, in God's name, listen to reason! They are entering the hall nd they will have us both." Suddenly Florence knew. She could aot have told you why; but there was in appeal in the man's voice that went to her heart. "You are my father!" "Yes, yes! But you've found it out lust a trifle too late, my dear. Quick; hLis side of the desk!" Braine and his men dashed into the library. Olga entered leisurely. "Both of them!" yelled Braine ex altantly. "Both of them together; hat luck!" There was a sharp, fierce struggle: nd when It came to an end Ear greave was trussed to- a chair. "Ah, so we meet again, Hargreave! aid Braine. Hargreave shrugged. What he; wanted was time. "A million! We have you. Where Is it, or I'll twist your heart before our eyes." "Father, forgive me!" "I understand, my child." "Where is It?" Braine seized Fior ence by the wrist and swung her to ward him. "Don't tell him, father; don't mind e," said the girl bravely. Braine, smiling his old evil smile, irew the girl close. It was the last time he ever touched her. "Look!" screamed Olga. Every one turned, to see Jones' face! peering between the curtains. There was -an Ironic smile on the butler's lips. The face' vanished. "After him!" cried Braine, releasing 'lorence. "After him!" mimicked a voice from he hall. The curtains were thrown back sud lenly. Jones appeared, and Jim and he Russian agent and a dozen police men. Tableau! Braine was the only man who kept is head. He floored Norton, smashed The Clean Life of the Reporter Told.; L window, and leaped out. The blow lazed Norton, but he was on his feet lmost instantly and followed Braine :hrough the window. Across the lawn e two sped, with an e:xchange of, hots which emptied both automatics: ut did no damage. Braine headed or his auto. He jumped in, only to be hauled out again by the furious -eporter. A hand-to-hand fight fol .owed; and the clean life of the re porter told.1 "There. my angelic friend, I believe1 hat the game is up. There Is one hot left in this automatic. If you nake any attempt to escape, I'1ll- let' rou have It; not to kill but to disable. f'ou and your precious countess will gail tomorrow morning for the Baltic, mnd from there you will go to the lead nines." He dragged his prisoner to ard the house. "Your troubles are over, my child," said Hargreave, as he pressed Flor mne to his heart. from the sma: sonable. If y : start off wit "ew Year. ery. "And mine have begun," murmured .he countess. "But I have still one shot." The police stood encircling her. Dalmly she opened her handbag and took out 4er hankderchief. It was ,. thick and heavy silk one. Swiftly ;he unscrewed th =>p of her walking tick (it will be een now that the >arrying of it was not an affectation!), xtracted a vial and threw it violently .o the floor. An overpowering sweet >dor filled the room. Jones, knowing :ow deeply versed Braine was in ori mntal poisons and narcotics, made a lesperate but futile effort to tear down i curtain to throw over the liquid; but iven in the effort he felt his senses going. The last he was conscious of was a mocking laugh. But the entrance of Jim, dragging Braine after him, shocked all the ban ter out of the countess. She turned md rushed madly for the stairs, with yut having the least Idea how she was The. Escape of Countess Olga. :o manage an escape from the upper tories. She had thought Braine free. As she flew up the steps all the past returned, all her warnings to that stub )orn man. This was the end Eussja! The horrors of the cold -and :ie deadly damps of the mines . 'orever! Jim, still holding the battered con pirator, watched her flight in amaze nent. He -could not understand-till ie pushed Braine into the library and :he vanishing odor assailed his nos rils. What' these fumes were he nev r knew, but they proved to be transi :ory. Five minutes sufficed to bring Li back to their senses. For the while :hey forgot Olga. "This man Is mine," said Servan, ioddng toward Braine. "He's yours without charge," said "rm an American citizen," said Braine, who, realizing what the fu :ure held, readily preferred a long arison term in America to the horrors >f Russian exile. "Your certificate has been de troyed," said Servan, "and the state lepartment considers your papers void ecause you obtained them under false aths. You are an undesirable citi sen; and the republic is happy to learn ;hat you will be taken off its hands." "And because," added Norton, "you iave laid too many mines in the black nailing business, and the government loes not propose 'to have them made mown to the public through a long ad useless trial. It was a long run, >1d top; but right is right. And by he way, I want you to meet Mr. Jed ion, formerly of Scotland Yard." He indicated Jones, -who started. "Yes," went on the reporter, "I rec >gnized him long ago." "It Is true," said Hargreave, takinig [ones' hand In his own. "Fifteen years igo I employed him to watch my a! ~airs, and very well has he done so. and to you, you wretch," turning '. n he haggard Braine, "listen; there is Smillion, and you have bees wi:hin ifoot of it a dozen times. It has been mder your very nose. Do you re nember Poe's 'Purloined Letter?' Ha! Under your very nose, within touch of tour hand! Now, take him away, Mr. ervan. The police will be satisfied vith the prisoners they have." So, presently, Hargreave, Jones, lrence and Jim were alone. That mile which had revealed to Florence ier father's identity stole over his face Lgain. He put his han:i on Jim's shoul er and beckoned to Florence. "Are you really anxious to marry his young man?" Florence nodded. "Well, then, do so. And go to Eu ope with him on your honeymoon; nd as a wedding present to you both,! or every dollar that he has I will add Shundred; and when you get tired of ravel you will both come back here to ie. The Black Hundred has ceased o exist.'' "And now," said Jones, shaking his ;houlders. "Well?'' said Hargreave. "My business is done. Still-" Jones >aused. "Go on," said Hargreave soberly. "Well, the truth is, sir, I've grown ised to you. And if you'll let me play :he butler till the end I shall be most lappy." "I was going to suggest it." Norton took Florence by the hand nd drew her away. "Where are you taking me?" she tsked. "I'm going to take this pretty hand f yours and put it flat upon $1,000,. 100. And if you don't believe it, fol ow me." She followed. THE END. Lest to the cu are not j hi the New NOTICE. HowToGiveQuinim MER IRstherademrk A special examination for securing improvedQuinine. Itis* teachers' certificates will be conducted ant to take anddoes not disturb the court house in Manning Friday,know it tecuthuei lniaFia'Also ecially adaptedt adiults January 15th, 1915, begIninn at 9 LikeordinaryQtinne. Does not o'clock. This is an opportunity that causenervounessnorrngingizthe bolders of second and third grade cer- pote ne-t ieou n e on tificates have of properly renewing p Ask o 2oM c o them, as weli as those who have none, to qualify. Let every teacher in the igoFung to te Pam and county who has not a valid certificate The Old Standard general strength take due notice of this special examina- GROVE'S TASTELESSchilTONICdvesot tion. E. J. 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