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and they've kidnaped her Alght under
your hose! What was the number of
"Cut out that line of talk, young fel
lah; I know my business. They had
the proper documents."
"But yoA hadn't brains enough to in
quire whether they were genuine or
not! You wait!" shriled the chauf
feur. 'T. have you broken for this
work." He wheeled and ran back to
his car, to find Susan and the countess
in a great- state of agitation. "They
got her, they got her! And I swore
on the book that they never should, so
long as I drove the car."
Susan wept, and the countess tried
in vain to console her..
And when Jones was Informe: he
frightened even the countess with the
snarl of rage whichburned across his
lips. He tore into the hai, seized'his
hat, and was gone. Not a word.of 're
proach did he offer to the chauffear.
Braine and the Countess.
He understoodthat no'one Is Infallible.
He found the blundering policeman,
who now 'realised that he stood in for
a 'whiff of the commissioner's carpet.
All he could do'was to give a good de
scriptio of the man and woman. Word
was sent broadcast through the city.
The pollece ha4 to' be inf6rmed this
Late in the day an officer whose beat
included the ferry landing.at Hoboken
said he had seen the three. Everything
-had -looked al right to him. It was
the motherly face of'the one and.the
benign countenance of the other that
had blinded him.
At midnight Jones, liggard and
#Ith the air of one beaten, returned
No1 wireless yet?" asked Norton.
"The George Washington of the
North German Lloyd dloes not answer.
Somnething has happened to her wires,
tampered wit possibly."
ao ong as weknow they are at sea,,
we can remedy the evil. They will not
be~able to land at a single port. I have
sent ten cables. They can't get away
-from-the wire. If I could only get hold
of the names of those- damnable doc
torn who signed that document! Twen
Jones bent his head in his hands,
and Norton tramped the floor till the
sound of his. focitsteps threatened to
drive the mnaing Susan into hys
"It is only a matter of a few days."
"But San the child stand the ter
rorst questioned. Jones. "Who knows
that they may not really drive her In-.
On .board the George. Washington
every one, felt extremely sorry for thIs
banutiful -girL. It was e- frightful mis
fortune to be so~stricken at her age.:
"!She is certainly insane," said one
of' the passengers, who had known
Hargreave slightly through some bank
lag business. "Hargreave wasn't max'
ried. He lived alone.".
After the second day out Florence
was permitted- to wander about the
ship as she pleased.
A good many of the passengers were
mightily worried when they learned
that the wireless had in some mysteri
ens way been tampered with after the
boat had made the open sea. It was
impossible to put about The appara
tus must be fixed at sea.
And when finally Norton's wireless
caught the wires of the George Wash
ington he was gravely informed that
the .young lady referred to had leaped
the rail off the Banks e.t night and had
been drowned. She, had not been
*missed till the' following morning.
Th~e Past a Blank.
It was perfectly true that Florence
had cast-herself into the sea. It had
not been an act of despair, however.
On the contrary, hope and courage had
prompted her to leap. The night was
clear, with only a moderate sea run
ning. At the time the great ship was
passing the banks, and almost within
hail she saw a fishing schooner riding
gracefully at anchor. She quite read
ily believed that if she remained on
board the George Washington she was
lost. She naturally fori~ot the marvel
of wireless telegraph'y. No longer may
a man hide at sea.
So. with that quick thought which
was a par't of her inheritance, she
seized- the~ life buoy. climbed the rail
r.r~d leare -d far out. As the great, dark,
tessing '-a. owooped up to meet her
th --otea a .!ck of- wood bobbing up
,.: - dor. She tr'ed to avoid it, but
erg'.'l n. nr~ struck it head n.~ Do
s e N m'. am -. shue of the.
and yon, from one swirl to another,
like a chip of wood. Then everything
Fortunately for her the master of
the fishing schooner was at the time
standing on his quarterdeck by .the
whel, squinting through his glass at
the liner and envying the ease and
comfort of those on board her. The
mate, sitting on the steps and smok
Ing his turning-in pipe, saw the mas
ter lean forward suddenly, lawer- the
glass, then raise it ftafi.
"Lord a'mighty!" .
"What's the matter, ca, a?"
"Jake, in God's name, come 'ere an'
take a peek through this glass. I'm
The mate jumped and took the
glass. "Where away, sir"
"A pint off th' sta'board bow. Bee
,somethin''white bobbin' up?"
"Yesslrl Looks: like some one
dropped a bolster 'ra pller over
-board. . . . Cod's whiskersI" he
"Then I ain't really seein' things,"
cried the master. "Hi, y' lubbers!" he
yelled to the crew; "lower th' dory.
They's a woman inith' water out there.
I seen her leap th' rail. Look alive!
Sharp's th' word! Mate, you go
The crew dropped their tasks and
sprang for the davits, And the star
board dory was lowered in shipshape
It takes' a good bit of semanship
to haul a body out of the sea, Into
a dancing bobtailed dory, when one
moment It.is climbing frantically heav
enward and the next heading for the
bottomless pit. They were very ten
der with her.. They laid her 'out in the
'bottom of the boat, with the life buoy
as a pillow, and pulled energetically
for the schooner. She was alive, be
cause she breathed; but shedid iiot-stir
so much as an eyelid. It was a .stiff
bit of work, too, to land her aboard
without.adding to her injuries. The
master ordered the men to put her in
his own bunk, where he nearly stran
gled her 16y forcini raw brandy down
"Well, shei'alve, anyhow."
When Florence finally 'opened her
eyes the gray of dawn lay on the, sea,
dotted here and there by the schooners
of the fleet, which seemed to be hang
ing in midair, as at the moment there
was visible to the eye no horizon.
"Don't seem t' recognize nothin'."
'Mebbe she's got a fever," suggested
the mate, r'bbing his bristly chin.
"Fever nothin'! Not after bein' in
th' water half an hour. Mebbe she hit
one o' them wooden floats we left.
Them dinged liners keep on crowdin'
us," growled Barnes, with a fisher
man's hate for the floating hotels.
"Went by vithout a toot. See 'er,
jes' like tht banker's wife goin' t'
church on Sunday? A mile a minute;
fog or no fog, It's all the same t'
them. ~They run 'us. down an' never
stop. -What th' tarnation we goin'
to -do? .She'll haff t' stay aboard till
th' run Is over. I can't afford t' yank
up my mudhook this time o''day."
"Guess she can stand three 'r four
days In our company, smellin' -oil
cloths, fish, kerosene, an' punk t'bac
"If y' don't like th' kind o' t'bacco
I buy buy your own. I ain't objectin'
The mate stepped over to the bunk
and gingerly ran his hand over the
girl's head. "Cod's whiskers, cap'n,
they's a bump as big's a cork on th'
"The Poo Yon hn, Murmured
back o' her head! She's struck one
o' them fioatsealU right. Where's th'
Barnes turned to his locker and rum
maged about, fially producing an an
cient-bottle and some passably clean
cloth used frequently for bandages.
Sometimes a man grew careless with
his knife or got in the way of a pulley
block. With blundering kindness the
two men bound up the girl's head, and
then went about their duties.
IFor three days Florence evinced not
the slightest inclination to leave the
bunk. She lay on her back either
asleep or with her eyes staring at the
beams above her head. She ate just
enough to keep her alive; and the
strong black coffee did nothing more
than to make her wakeful. No one
knew what the matter was. There was
the' bump, now diminished; but that
It should leave her in this comatose
state vastly puzzled the men. The
truth Is she had suffered a slight con
cussion of the brain, and this, atop of
all the worry she had had for the last
few weeks, was sufficient to cause this
blankness of the mind.
The final cod was cleaned and
OW to The Tin
in the game ~
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packed away In salt. the mnudhook
raised, and the schooner Betty set her
sails for the southwest. Barnes real,
ized that- to save the girl she must
have a doctor who knew his business
Mrs. Barnes would know how to care
for the girl, once she knew what the
trouble was. There would be some
news in the papers. A young and
beautiful woman did not jump from a
big Atlantic liner without the newspa
pers getting hold of the facts.
A fair wind carried the Betty into
her haven, and shortly after Florence
was sleeping peacefully in a feather
bed, ancient, it is true, but none the
less soft and Inviting. In all this time
she had not spoken a single word.
"The poor young thing!" murmured
the motherly Mrs. Barnes. "What
beautiful hair! 0, John, I wish you
would give up the sea.* I hate it. It
is terrible. I am always watching
you in my mind's eye, in calm weath
er, in storms. Pieces of wrecks come
ashore, and I always wonder over the
death and terror back of them."
"Don't y' worry none about me
Betty. I never take no chances. Now
I'm goin' int' th' village an' bring
back th' sawbones. He'll tell us what
The village doctor shook his grizzled
"She's been hurt and shocked at the
same time. It will be many days be
fore she comes around to hersel. Just
let her do as she pleases. Only keep
an eye on her so that she doesn't wan
der off and get lost. I'll watch the
newspapers and If I come across any
thing which bears up6n the case I'll
But he searched the newspapers in
vain, for the simple fact that he did
not think to glance over the old ones.
The village took a good deal of In
terest In the affair. *They gossiped
about it and strolled out to the Barnes'
cottage to satisfy their curiosity. One
thing was certain to their simple
minds: some day Barnes would get a
great sum of money for his kindness.
They had read about such things in
the family story paper. She was a rich
man's daughter; the ring on the un
known's finger would have fitted out
Florence was soon able to walk
about. Ordinary conversation she
seemed to understand; but whenever
the past. was broached she would
shake her head with frowning eyes.
Her main diversion consisted of sitting
on the sand dunes and gazing out at
One day a stranger came to town.
He said he represented a life insur
ance company and was up here from
Boston to take alittle vacation. He
sat on the hotel porch that evening,
surrounded by an admiring audience.
The stranger had- been all over the
world, so It seemed. He spoke famil
arly of St. Petersburg, Vladivostok.
Shanghai, as the .villagers-some of
them-might have spoken of Boston.
There .were one or two old, timers
among the~ audience. They had been
to 'all these parts. The stranger knew
what he was telling about. After tell
Ing of his many voyages he asked If
there was a good bathing beach near
by. He was told that he would find
the most suitable spot near Captain
Barnes' cottage just outside ghe vil
"An' say, Mister, seen anythin' .In
th' papers about a missin' young wom
an?" asked some one.
"Missing young I woman? What's
The man told the story of Florence's
leap into the sea and her subsequent
arrival at the cape.
"That's funny," said the stranger.
"I don't recollect reading about any
young woman being lost at sea. But
those big liners are always keeping
such things under cover. Hoodoos the
ship, they say, and turns prospective
passengers to other lines. It hurts
business. What's the young girl look
Florence was described minutely. The
stranger teetered In his chair and
smoked. ;Finally lespoke.
-"She probably was insane. That's
the way generally with insane people.
They can't see water or look off a
tall building without wanting to jump.
My business Is Insurance, and we've
got the thing figured pretty close to
the ground.., They used to get the
best of us on the suicide game. A
man would take out a large policy
today and tomorrow he'd blow his
head off, and we'd have to pay his
wife. But nowadays a policy is not
worth the paper It's written on if a
man commits suicide under two
"You ain't tryin' to Insure anybody
in town, are you?"
"Oh, no. No work for me when
I'm on my vacation Well, I'm going
to bed; and tomorrow morning I'll go
out to Captain Barnes' beach and have
a good swim. I'm no sailor, but I like
He honestly enjoyed swimming.
Early the next morning he was in the
water, frolicking about as playfully as
a boy. He had all the time In the
world. Over his shoulder he saw two
women wandering down toward the
beach. Deeper he went, farther out.
He was a bold swimmer, but that did
not prevent a sudden and Violent attack
of cramps. And it was a rare piece
f irony that the poor girl should save
the life of that scoundrel who was
without pity or mercy. As she saw
his face a startled frown marred her
brow. But she could not figure out the
puzzle. Had she ever seen the man
before? Slie did not know, she could
not tell. 'Why could not she remezm
ber? Why must her poor head ache so
when she tried to pierce the wall of
darkness which surrounded her men
The man thanked her feebly, but
not in his heart. When he had sufl
es, and get th<
e Pastime wil]
~nd win the $
e cut off in the
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clently recovered he returned t6 the
village and sought the railway station;
where the Western Union had 'its of
"I want to send a iode message to
my firm. Do' you think you can fol
"I can try," said the operator.
The code was really Slav; and when
the long message was signed it was.
signed by the name Vroon. -
The day after the -news came -that
Florence had jumped overboard of
the banks, Vroon with a dozen other.
men had started out' to comb all the
fishing villages along the New Eng
land coast. Somewhere along-the -way
he felt confident that. he'would learn
whether the girl was dead or alive:
If she was dead then the Is'e- was a
draw, but if she-was alive there wae
still a fighting chance for the BlAck
Hundred. He' had had some Idea of re
maining in the village and accom'plish
Ing the .work .himself; but after delib
.eration he concluded that it was Im
portant enough "for- Braine hiiself to
Braine Took Florence Aboard the
take a hand In. So the following night
he departed for Boston, from there to
New York. He proceeded at once' to
the apartment of the princess, where
Braine declared that he himself would
go to the obscure village and clrrm
Florence as his own child. But
Insure absolute success they wo .d
'charter Morse's yacht and- steam' right
up Into the primitive harbor.'
When 'Vroon left'the apartment'Nor.
ton saw him. He was a man.'of .in.
pulses, 'and he had found by experl
ence that- first. impulses are generaJy
the best.. He did not know who Vreer
was. Any man 'who called .n
Princess Perigot while Braine 'iras'
with her would be worth folowing.
On the other hail, Vroin r'ecognized
the reporter- Instantly. end with that
ever-ready and alert mind of .his set
about to lure the young -mani into a
trap out. of which he might not easil
Norton decided to follow his -maz.,
He might be going on a wild-goose
chase, he reasoned; still is first im
pulses had hitherto served him well.
He looked -careworn. He was con
vinced that Florence was dead, despite
the assertions of Jones to the 'con-'
trary. He had gone over all the mis
haps which had taken place and he;
was now absolutely convinicedithat~his,
'whilom friend Braine .and the Princess
Perigoff were .directly -concerned.:
Florence -had either been:. going.''to
or coming from the- apartment. And
that memorable day of- tlie abduction,
the princeashad been'in the dry 'goods
Vroon took a downtown surface car,s
and Norton took. the seame. -He sat
huddled in a corner, never- suspecting
tat Vroon was watching him from a
corner of his efe. 'Nortdn was. not
keen today. The thought of Florence
kept running through his head.. -
The car stopped and Vroon -got-off..
He led Norton a winding course which.
at length ended at the door of a tene
ment building. Vroon entered. Nor
ton paused, wondering what 'next to
do, now that his man' had reached~.his
destination. Well, since he had fol
lowed him all this distance he must
make an effort to find out who he was
and what he was going to do. Cau
tiously he entered the hillway. As
.he was about to' lay his hand on the
newel post of .the. 'dilapidated'. ytairs
the floor dropped from undef his, feet
and he was precipitated into the cellar...
This tenement belonged :to - the
Black Hundr~ed; It concealed a thou
sand doors and a hundr'ed triaps.' Its
history 'was as dark as its hallwab,.
When Vroon and 'his comipanion,.
who. had been waiting~ for-.him, de-.
scended into the cellar they found, the
reporter insensible.' TIhey:boundg blI'nda
folded, and gagged hhm quickly.
"Saunders," said Vroon, "'yoii tell,
Corrigan that I've a sailor for him to
night, and that I want.' this sailor
booked for somewhere .south of the
equator. Tell him to say to the. mas
ter that this fellow Is ugly.-and diso
bedient. A tramp freighter, whose.
captain Is a bully. Do you understand
"I get you. But there's no need to
go to Corrigan this trip. Bannock is
in port and sails tonight for Norway..
That's far enough."
"Bannock? The very man. -Well,
Mr. Norton, reporter and amateur de
tective, I guess 'we'v~e got you fast
a wonderful st
.show each ch
10,000. Be su~
midst of the s
made Braine furious. He reached
again for Florence.
."Clear out o' here, 'r show your aU
thority;" growled Barnes.
"She goes with me, or you'll re
"All right.' But I guess th' law
won't hurt me none. I'm in my rights.
There's the door, mister."
"I refuse to go without her'"
Barnes sighed. He was on land a
ihan of peace, but there was a limit
to his patience. U;e seized Braine by
the shoulders and hustled him out of
"Bring your proofs, mister, an'
nothin' more'll be said; blt till y'
bring 'em, keep away from this cot
And. simple-minded sailor that he
was, he thought this settled the mat
That night he kept his ears open for
unusual sounds, but he.merely wasted
his night's rest. .. Quite naturally, he
reckoned that - the stranger would
make .his attempt at night. Indeed,
he made It in broad daylight, with
Barnes not a hundred yards away,
calking a dory whose seams had
sprung aleak. Braine had Florence
upon 'the, chartered yacht before the.
old man realized what had happened..
He never saw Florenca.again; but one.
day, months -later, he read all about
her in a newspaper.
Florende fouglit; but she was weak.
and so the conquest was easy., Braine
was kind enough, now that he had
her..safe. Ho talked to her, but she
merely stared at the receding coast.
"All right; don't -talk if you do~n't
want- to. Here," to one' of the men,
"take her to the cabin and keep her
there.- - But don't you touch her. I'll
bieak you if you do. Put her In' the
.cabin- and juard the door; at least
keep an eye on it.- She may. take it
into her head to lump overboard."
'Even the temporarily demented are
not without a species of cunning.
Flordnce had never seen 1)ralne till
he appeared at the Barnes cottage. Yet
she revolted at the touch of his hand.
On the second day. out toward New
York she found a box of matches and
blithely set fire - to -her cabin, walked
out into the 'corridor' and thence to
the dek. - When the fire was discov
ered it had gained .too much headway
to be stopped. . The yacht was doomed.
.They.put offin the boats and for half
a day drifted helplessly.
Fate has everything mapped out like
a game of chess. You move a pawn,
and bang, goes your bishop,, or your
knight, or your king; or she lets you
almost win a game, and then check
mates.'you. But there is one thing to
be said In- her favor-rail at her how
we -.will, sheis always giving odds to
Mike Bannock was in the pilothouse,
looking over his charts, when the look
out in the crow's nest sang out; "Two
boats adrift.off the port bow, sir!?" Aid
BannocZ who .was a first-class sailor.
although -a -rough one, shouted down
the- 'tube 'to-- the -engine room. The
freighter -came to a halt in about ten
minutes. The castaways saw that they
ha'd. been noted, and pulled 'gallantly
at the oars.
There are some .things which sct
ence, well ad'vanced as"It is, cannot
explain. Among them is the shock
whinh cuts off the -past and the coun
tersh'ock which reawakens memory.
Trhey may write treatise after treatise
and expound,.but they- never succeed
'"Girl, i.veYou Bte hnLf,
In' truly getting beyond that dark wall
At the sound of Jim Norton's voice
and at the sight .of his face-for sub
consciously she must have been think
.ng of him all the while-a great blind
ing heat-wave seemed to burn across
her, eyes, and when the effect passed
away she was. herself again. A wild
glance at her surroundings convinced
her that both she and her lover were
. "Keep back," whispered Jim. "Don't
"They believe that .I've lost my
mind, and. I'll keel) that idea in their
hEads. Scrn~etime tonight I'll find a
ch.ance' to talk to you."
It tock a good deal of cautious ma
.neuvering to bring about the meeting.
l "They shangied mc. And I thought
-you dead! It was, all wrong. It was
a trick of that Perigoff woman, and It
succeeded. Girl, girl, I love you better
"I know it now," she said, and she
-kissed him. "Has my father appear'ed
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not dome back alive. Go and bring
around a taxi; some one you can
trust. I'll. dope the . reporter while
Long -- hours afterward Norton
opened his aching eyes. He could hard
ly move and his, head buzzed abomi
nably. Wh't had happened? What
was the meaningof this slow rise and
fall.of his bed? Shanghaied?
"Come out o' that now,. ye skulk
er!" roared a voice down the com
"Shinghaied!" the reporter- mur
mured. He' sat up and ran- thrdigh
his pockets. Not a- s6u markee, not' a
match-even; and a second glance told
him that the clothes he wore were not
his own. --- "They've landed me this
time:- Shanghaied! What the devil
.an! I going to'do?
' "Ifye'hear ine?" biwldd the' stri
tient 'Vods agaip., -
-Norto'n looked-about desperately for
some- weapon of defense. . He saw an
engineer's -spanner-on the -floor- by the
bunk :across the' -way,' and with no
small physical effort he succeeded it
obfkanihg-it.-He stood up, his h#nd be
id his back.
- "All right, me bucko! I'll come
down -an' git ye!" .
A . pair of .enormous boots began
to appear down the companionway,
and there gradually -rose*- up from
them a'man as wide as a church dodi
and as deep'as a well.
"Wait a moment,' said Norton, grip
ping the spanner. - "Let- us have a per
feet understanding.-right off the-bat.
"We're going -t' have It, matey,
Don't yd worry none."
Norton :raised the spanner, an4
dizzy as he was, faced this seatarint
"rve lieen sanghaled,.- and yox
know it. Where are we bound?"
"Well, for i mbth' or more you'll
beat u8e up' whenever the opiportunity
offers.. .But I merely wish. to warn yov
that-if your do you'll find a heap of trou
ble waiting for you the next time yov
drop your mirdhook -in :North Amer
"Is that- o?" said'. h'e giant, eyin
thespanner.and th'e shaking and thai
held it- aloft. -
"It Is., I'll. take your.-orders- and do
the -best I can, because you've got the
4ppgr hand.-' But, God :Is. witnes
.od'll p'ay-foi 4ei-y heedless bbw -yot
,trid. Now what do'you want me tc
"Lay.-down that spanner an' :comE
on deok, Ill. tell.ye-what-t' do. I was
goin' t whale :th'adaylights -but o'! ye;
1 .t Ye're' somethin' av 'a -man. Drol
-the spanner first."
Noriton .hesitatetd. As--lithe as a i
ger the- bulk-ofra .man s'prang .at' hin
ind crushed him-to -the -loor, wrench
ing away thesanner. -Then the giati
~took-'Norton- by"the' scrtiff'of his nec1
and langed'him up the stsps 'to. the
"I ain't goin' t".hurt ye. I had.t
show ye-that nospanzner ever-bothered
.Mke Bannock. - Now,. d'a know -whal
a cook's galleylis?" -- -
"I -do," said'Norton, breathin ,hdr
' "Well, 'hike there an' start in witi
peelizi''- spuds, an' don't waste 'em
neither. That'll- be all fer th' present
Ye.- were -due -for a wallopin' 'but-]
kinda like yer spunk." --
So Jimi stumbled down to the cook's
gallery and 'grimly set to work at the
potatoes. It might- have . been -fa2
worse. But here lie was, likely to be
on -the high seas for months, and nc
way of notifying Jones-what had hap
Iened. The outlook was anything bui
cheerful. But a vague hope awoke fIx
hip heart. If they were still'after him
might, it. not - signify, that Florence
lived. - ,
.Meantime Braine had -not been Idle
According to Vroon the -girl's memory
was lii'bad ~shape;"so''he had n'ot'the
leait don'ot of'briziging her'1back tc
New Yoi-k *rithout .mfshap. .Once he
had ,her there .the game .would begix
in earnest..-- He played his -cards -ex
ceedingly well. Steaming .up Into -the
little -fishing- harbor with a handsome
yaeht Ini itself -would allay' any dis
trust. And he wore a capital disguide
too. Everything went . well till he
laid his hand -on -Florence's -shoulder
She gave, a -satled cry and ran -ovel
to-Barnes, clinging -to him wildly.
"No,'no!"'she 'cried.' --
"Now - what; my child?"'asked thE
She shook her head. Her aversior
"Come, miy dear; can't.you see thi
It is your -father?" Braine. turned-tc
the captain. "She has- been like' this
for- a 'year. Heaven knows If she'll
ever- be- in- h'er' right mind again,'
sadly. ' "I1 was giving her an ocear
voyage, with-tie 'kindest nurses pos
sible, and. yet she jumped, overboard
Come,- Florence."- - -
.- The girl, wrapped her arms all. thE
tighter? aflound Barnes' neck.
. An. Idea came into the old sailor'"
head.' "Of' course, sir,.-y've got proo;
.het she's your' daughter?"
"Proof?". Brain was tqken aback
"Yes; somethin'. t' prove that you'r4
her father. -- I got skinned out of-a
sloop onde- because I- took a man'!
wrd' at~'its -fece' v alue. Black an
white, an'; on daper, says I, hereafter.'
- Bi' I' never thought of such
thing.".;.pro tsted- Braine, beginning
to .lose his- patience. ''I. can't risi
sending to New York for- documents
She is my daughter; ahd' you will fin(
It ill - flot 'pay t'o take 'this peculia2
stand." . ' .
-"Irn black- an' white, 'r y' -can't havE
her." . .
' Braine thereupon: rushed forwvard t<
seize Florence. Barnes svwung Flor
ence behind him.
"I1 guess she11l stay here a leet1
.Time -was -'ital, and this obstinacl
yry, "The Mi
apter as it ap
re' that your