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upon two modest ones that were
evenly matched in color and design.
Florence ordered .them to be sent
home. Then the two of them sallied
up to the Ritz-Carleton and had tea.
The man from the taxicab entered
the costumer's, displayed a detective's
shield and demanded that the pro
prietor show him the costumes se
lected by the two young people who
ha& just left. The man obeyed won
"I want a pair exactly Ilke these,"
said the detective. "How much?"
"Two dollars each, rental; ~seven
apiece if you wish to buy them."
"I'll buy them."
The detective paid the bill, nodded
curtly, and returned to his taxicab.
"Now, I wonder," mused the cos
tuner, "what the dickens those inno
cent looking young people are up to"
He never found out.
On the night of the ball Norton
dined with Florence for the first time;
and for once in his life he experienced
that petty disturbance of collective
thought caled embarrassment. To
talk over war plans with Jones was
one thing, but to have Jones serve
soup was altogether another. All
through dinner Jones replied to ques
tions with no more and no less than
'Yes, sir," and "No, sir." Norton was
beginning to learn that this strange
man could put on a dozen kinds of
armor and always retain his individ
uality. And tonight there seemed
something vaguely familiar about
the impassive faee of the butler, as
ifhe had 'seen it somewhere in the
past, but could not tell when or
where. As he and Florence were
leaving for the automobile which was
to take them to the princess' the truth
came home to hiin with the shock of
a douche of ice cold water. Under
his breath be murmured: "You're a
wonderful nian, Jones; and I take my
-.haf oftto you with the deepest admira
fkn. Hang me!"
Whati.re you mumbling about?"
askeda theappy girl at his side.
Was I mumbling? Perhaps I was
going: over my catechism. I haven't
'been out In society in so long that
I'Ve forgotten how to act."
"I believe that- We've been in here
for five minutes and you haven't told
me that you love me n
Good- heavens!" And his arms
went around her so tightly that she
.begged for quarter.
How strong you are!"
Te splendor of the rooms, the das
sling array of jewels, the kaleidoscopic
cnlor th perfume of the banked
flowers and the muslc'- all combined
to put Mloreice into a pleasurable
kind of trnce. And it was only when
th.-first waltz began that she became
herself and surrendered to the arms]
of the man she loved.
And they were waltzing over a vol.
cano; She knew and he knew it.
.'rna what direction *rould the blow
enme Well, they were prepared for
ali manner of tricks.
- . In an alcove off the ballroom sat
Bralne and Olga, both dressed exactly
likea Newton and Florence. Anoth'er
-man and woman entered presently
and Bralne spoke to them for a mo
ment, as If giving instructions, which
was indeed the case.
The band crashed into another
dne, and the masqueraders - began
swirling hither .and thither and yon.
Agay cavalier suddenly stopped in
front of Florence.
"10nhanress, may I have the pleas
ura of tiis'dance?"
Jim- touched Florence's hand. But
she turned 'laughingly toward the.
stranger. What difference did It
mnake~ The 'man would never know
who she- was nor would she know
him. It was a, lark, that was all;
and despite Jim's warning touch sheo
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was up and away like the mischievous
sprite that she was. Jim remained
in his chai, twisting his fingers and
wondering whether to laugh or grow
angry. After all, he could not blame
- ber. To him an affair like this was an
ancient story; to her it was the door
of fairyland swung open. Let her en-'
*Florence was having a splendid
time. Her partner was asking all sorts
of questions and she was ..replying in
* kind, when out of the crowd came
Norton (as she supposed), who touched
her arm.. The cavalier stopped, bowed
and made off.
Norton whispered: "I have made an
Important discovery. We must be off
at once. Come with me."
*Florence, without the least suspicion
In the world, followed him up the
bread staircase. What with the many
sounds It was not to be wondered at
that the difference in the quality of
voices did not srlke Florence's ear*
as odd. The r- tof her confidence .
was that upoi chinug the upperi
IYear. We a
mad1u M ill
halls, opposite the dressing rooms, she
was suddenly thrust into a room and
made prisoner. When the light was
turned up she recognized with horror
the woman who had helped to kidnap
her and take her away on the George
Washington weeks ago. She could not
have -cried out for help If she had
Meantime Jim got up and began to
wander about in search of Florence.
Braine played a clever game that
night. He and the Russian, still dom
inoed like Norton and Florence, or
dered the Hargreave auto, by num
ber, entered it and were driven up to
the porte cochere of the Hargreave
house. The two alighted, the chauf
feur sent the car toward the garage,
and Braine and his companion ran
lightly down the path to the street
where the cab which had followed
picked them up.
It grew more and more evident to
Jim that something untoward had
taken place. He could not find Flor
ence anywhere, in the alcoves, In the
They Agreed Upon Two Modest Ones.
side rooms, the supper or card room.
Later, to his utter amazement, he was
informed that the Hargreave auto had
some time since been called and its
owner taken home. Some one had
taken his place!
li first sensation was impotent
fury against Jones, who had permitted
them to play with fre. He fung out
of the mansion unceremoniously, com
mandeered a cab, and flew out to Riv
erdale. And when Jones came to the
door he was staggering with sleep. -
"What's the matter with you?" de
manded Jim roughly. 'Where's Flor
"In' she with you?" cried Jones,
making an effort to dispel the drowsl
ness. 'What time Is It?" suddenly.
"Midnight! Where Is she?"
"Midnight? ITve been drugged!"
Without a word Jones staggered off
to the kitchens, Jim at his heels.
There was always hot water, and
within five minutes Jones had drunk
two cups of raw strong coffee.
"Drugged!" he murmured. "Some
one in the house! Ti attend to that
later. Now, the chauffeur!"
But the chauffeur swore on his oath
that he had left Jim and Florence on
the steps of the porte cochere.I
"Get in!" said Jones to Norton, now
fully alive. He could not get It out of
his head that some one in the house
had drugged him.
Thie events which followed were to
both Jones and Norton semething like
a aeries of nightmares. In the new
home of the Princess Parlova a bomb
xploded and fire followed the explo
sion. From pleasure to terror is only
a step. The wildest confusion Imag
inable ensued. Most of the guests
were of the opinion that some an
archist had attempted to blow up the
house of the rich Pole. Jones and
Norton arrived just as the smoke be
gan to pour out from the windows. A
crowd had already collected.
Then Jim overheard a woman mas
querader say: "The fool made the
bomb too strong. She is in the room
on the second floor. The game is up
If she suffocates-" The voice
trailed off and the woman became lost
in the crowd. But It was enough for
the reporter, who pushed his way
roughly through the excited mas
queraders and entered the house. The
rescue was one of the most exciting
to be fcund in the newspaper files of
So Braine in his effort to scare ev
erybody from the house had over
reached himself once more.
A Blank Sheet of Paper.
Florence was a fortnight in recov
ering from the shock of her experi
ence at the masked ball of the Prin
cess Parlova, who, by the way, disap
peared from New York shortly after
the fire, no doubt because of her fear
of the Black Hundred. The fire dId
not destroy the house, but most of
.the furnishings were so thoroughly
drenched by water that they were
practically ruined. Her coming and
going were a nine days' wonder, and
then the public found something else
to talk about.
Norton was a constant visitor at the
Hargreave place. There was to him a
new Interest in that mysterious house,
with its hidden panels, its false floors,
its secret tunnels; but he treated
Jones upon the same basis as hitherto.
One thing, however: He felt a sense
of security In regard to Florence such
as he had not felt before. So, between
assignments. he ran out to Riverdale
and did what he could to amuse his
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sweetheart. Later, they took short
rides in the runabout, and at length
she became as lively as she had ever
But often she would catch Nortol
- "What makes you frown like that?"
'"Was I frowning?" innocently
"I find you this way a dozen times
in an afternoon. What is the matter?
Are they after you again?"
"Heavens, no! rm only a vague is
sue. They will not bother me so long
as I do not bother them. It has
dwindled into a game of truce."
"Do you think so?" eying him curt
"What's the use of trying to fool
me, Jim? If they haven't been after
you, you are sensing a presage of evil.
I'm not a child any longer. Haven't
I been through enough to make me a
woman? Sometimes I feel very old."
"To me you are the most charming
in all this wide world. No, you're not
a child any longer. You are a woman,
brave and patient; and I know that I
could trust you with any secret I have
or own. But sometimes a person may
have a secret which is not his and
which he hasn't any right to dis
She became silent for awhile. "I
hate money," she said. "I hate It,
"It's mighty tomfortable to have It
around sometimes," he countered.
"As in my case, for instance. If I
were poor and had to work no one
would bother me."
"I would!" he declared, laughing.
"Come; let's throw off moods and go
into town for tea at the Rose Garden;
and if you feel strong enough we'll
trip the light fantastic."
They had been gone from the house
less than an hour when a man ran
up the steps of the veranda and rang
the bell. Jones being busy at the rear
of the house, the maid came to the
"Is Miss Hargreave in?" the stran
"No," abruptly. The door began to
close ever so slowly.
"Do you know where I can find
The maid eyed him with covert keen
ness; then, remembering that the re
porter was with Florence, said: "I
believe she is at the Rose Garden this
"That is in town?"
"Thanks." The man turned abruptly
and ran down the steps.
The maid ran back to Jones.
"Why didn't you call me?" he de
"There wasn't time."
"Did you tell him where she was?"
"Yes.. But I shouldn't have told him
if Mr. Norton had not been with Miss
Jones ran to the front, dashed out,
eyed the back of the man hastening
dwn the street, smiled, and returned
to his work, or, rather, to the maid.
He took her by the shoulder, whirled
her about, and shot a look into her
eyes that qualled her.
"Always call me hereafter, no mat
ter what I'm doing. That man has
never laid eyes on Florence and has
no idea what she looks like. Why did
you drug my coffee the night of that
She stepped back.
"And how much did they pay you
for letting that doctor send Florence:
to Atlantic City? I know everything.
Hereafter, walk straight. If you play
another trick FIll kill you with these
Princess Parlova Attired for the Ball.
two hands. And listen and tell this
to your confederates: I always know
every move they make; that Is why no
one is missing from this house. There
Is a traitor. Let them find him If they
can. Will you walk straight, or will
"I-I will walk straight," she fal
tered. "The money was too big a
"Did they give it to you?"
"Yes. And more to stay here. But
this is the first bit of dishonest work
I ever did."
"Well, remember what I have said.
Another misstep and I'll make an end
to you. Don't think I'm trying to
scare you. You've witnessed enough
to know that it's life and death in
this house. Now run along."
At the Garden Jim and Florence
sauntered among the crowd, not hay
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Ing any particular objective point In b
"Sh!" whispered Jim. h
"What is it?"
"Olga Perigoff is yonder in a box." a
"Very well; let us go and sit with a
her. Is she alone?" b
"Apparently. But don't you th a
we'd better go elsewhere?"
"My dear young man," said Flor- a
ence with mock loftiness, "Olga Peri- 7
goff has written me down as a sim- t
ple young fool, and that is why, sooner
or later, I'm going to put the shoe 31
on the other foot You and Jones T
have coddled me long enough. Inas- R
much as I am the stake they are play- c
Ing for, I intend to have something 1
more than a speaking part in the d
"All right; yeu're the admiral," he s
said with pretended lightness. P
So the two of them joined their n
subtle enemy, conscious of a tingle I
of zest as they did so. On her part, h
the countess was always suspicious of
this sleepy-eyed reporter. She never
could tell how much he knew. But 2
of Florence she was reasonably cel a:
tain; and so long as she could fool t:
the pretty infant the suspicions of the 7
reporter were a negligible quan- v
Florence Was Thrust Into a Room r.nd g
Made Prisoner. ,
tity. She greeted them effusively and
offered them chain. For half an hour
they sat there, chatting -inanties, all 0
the while each mind busy with deeper ,
When the man in search of Flor
ence eventually arrived and asked'the
mnarpger of the garden if he knew
Miss Hargreave by sight the manager
pointed toward the box. The man d
wound his way in and out of the idlers
and by the time he reached the box
Jim and Florence had made their de
parture. The man bowed, approached, b
and asked if she was Miss Hargreave.
For a moment the eountess suspected
a trap. Then it appealed to her mind
that if thereowas no trapit might be '
well to poe as Florence, if only to I
learn what the outcome might be.
"Yes. What is wanted?" she asked.
The man took a letter from his t
pocket and handed it to Olga, saying:
"Give this to your father. He knows t
how to read It." t
Before she could reply the man had
turned and- was hurrying away.
Olga opened the note, her heart g
beating furiously. It was utterly I
blank. At first she thought it was a t
hoax. Then she happened to remem- 5
.ber that there was such a thing as in- s
visible ink. At last! Hargreave was t
alive; this letter settled all doubt in o
her mind on this question. Alive!
And not only that, but the girl and
Jones were evidently In communica
tion with him. She summoned a
waiter, made a secret sign, and he
bowed and approached. She slipped
the letter Into his hand and whis
pered: - "Show that at the cave to
morrow. It is in Invisible ink and
meant for Hargreave"
"Very well." The waiter bowed and
strolled sway nonchalantly.
Braine was in Boston over night,
otherwise the countess would have
taken the mysterious note at once to
him. She remained for perhaps a
quarter of an hour longer and then left
the garden. She would have taken the
letter to her own apartment but for
the tact that the chemicals needed
were hidden in the cave.
Now It happened that Florence went
out for her early ride the next morn
ing, and crossing a field she saw a
man with a bundle under his arm.
The sun struck his profile end limned
it plainly, and Florence uttered a low
cry. The man had not observed her.
So, very Quietly: she slipped from the
horse, tethered it to a tree, and started
after the man to learn what he was
doing so far from the city. She would
never forget that face. She had seen
it that dreadful night when the note
had lured her into the hands of herF
enemies. The face belonged to the
man who had impersonated her father.
It occurred to her that she might
just as well do a little detective worki
on her own hook. She had passed
through so many terrifying episodes
that she was beginning to crave for
the excitement, strange as this may
seem. Like a gambler who has onco
played for high stakes, she no longert
found pleasure in thimbles and needles p
and pins. She followed the man with i'
no little still and at length saw him 11
approach a knoll, stoop, apparently i
press a spring, and a hole suddenly h
yawned. The man vanished quickly,t
and the spot took on again its vir- B
ginal appearance. A cave. Florence
had the .patience to wait. By and by
the man appeared again and slunk B
When she was sure that he was be
yond range, she came out from the o'
place of concealment, crept up the tE
knol, and searched about for the magic. I
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andle of this strange door. Diligene'e
warded her, and she soon found s
erself in a large, musty, earth-smell- le
ig cave. Loot was scattered about,
ad there were boxes and chairs and
large chest. Men evidently met
ere, possibly after some desperate al
Iventure against society. She found it
3thing to reward her hardihood, and
3 she was in the act of moving to
ard the cave's door she beheld with
rror that it was moving!
She was near the chest at that mO- ei
ent. The cave was not a deep one. a
here was no tunnel, only a wall. s
.esolutely she raised the lid of the r(
est, stepped Inside, and drew the
d down. She was just in time. The
oor opened and three men entered, f
Liking. volubly. They felt perfectly
cure in talking as loudly as they
eased. To Florence it seemed al- m
tost impossible that they did not
ear the thunder of her heart? Strain 01
er ears as she might, she could gath- a]
r but little of what they said, except:,
"If Hargreave had this paper we h
ight all be put on the defensive. To
n outsider It is a blank paper. But
ie boss will be able to read it. . .
'he speaker moved away from the
Icinity of the chest and she heard
Very deftly Florence raised the lid
ist enough to peep out. The man
'ho had been talking was putting the
ote in his hip pocket. As he turned
)ward the chest he sat down on the
Dapbox Immediately in front of the
est. An inspiration came to the girl,
a exceedingly daring one. She took
er liberty in her hands as she ex
cuted the deed. But the dimness of
ie cave aided her. When she crouch
d down again the magic paper was
It seemed hours to her before the
ien left the cave. As she heard the
idden door jar In closing she raised
3e lid and stepped out, breathing
eeply. The paper she had purloined
'as indeed blank, but Jones . or Jim
'ould know what to do with it. And
ouldn't they be surprised when she
>ld them what she had accomplished
11 alone? Her exultation was of short
uration. She heard the whine of the
oor on its hinges. The men were re
They were returning because they
ad discovered a woman's shoeprint
tside. It pointed toward the cave,
reshly, and there was none coming
way. To reenter the chest would be
yolhardy. It would be the first plai
e men would look. She glanced
bout desperately. She saw but one
hance, the well. And even while the
oor was swinging inward, letting the d
rilliant sunshine enter, she sum- h
ioned up the courage and let herself
own into the well, which proved to
e nothing more nor less than an Un- U
erground river! h
The men-came in with a rush. They
pset boles, looked into the chest, and h
he man who was evidently In com- j 1
land gazed down the well, shakng j
is head. Their search was thorough,
ut they found no one. Anii at length
ey began to reason that perhaps a,"
'oman had got as far as the door and' ti
en turned away, wakin onthejI'
Meantime Florence was borne along.t
y the swift current of the river, which
ained in swiftness every moment.
'om time to time she bumped along h
3e rocky walls, but she clung to life
aliantly. In ten minutes she was
wept to the other side of the hill, in- a
>the rapids; but the blue sky was n
erhead, she was out in the familiar ti
ren thoment the Coues asptead s
>uld hear the roar of a falls some
here in advance. D
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Braine thought he really had a clue h
the treasure, and with his usualw
romptness he set about to learn if it
as worth anything. He procured a te
,unch and began to prowl about, us
.g a pole as a feeler. All the while b
was being closely watched by Nor- d
>, who had concluded to hang onto O0
rine's trail till he found something tb
orthy of note. Braine was disgi.sed,
it this time Jim was not to be fooled. F
it what was he looking for, wondered i
e reporter? Braine continued to
>e along, sometimes pausing to look w
rer the gunwale down into the wa- SO
r. In raising his head after th'e last B
vestigaton he discerned something
from the smal
onable. If yc
. start off wit]
erous New Ye
ruggling in the water, about three
ndred yards away. The current
surely brought the object into full
ew. It was a young woman with
st power enough to keep herself
[oat. The golden head roused some
ing in him stronger than. curiosity.
Braine proceeded to move the launch
the direction of the girl. It was
is movement that turned the report
's gaze. He, too, now saw the wom
t in the water and wondered how
e had come there. When Braine
ached the girl and pulled her into
.e launch Jim saw her face .plainly.
He flew from his vantage point,
und a skiff, and started after Braine.
"By the Lord Harry!" murmured
e rogue. "Well, they can talk of
anna from heaven, but this is what
call luck. Florence Hargreave, out
nowhere, Into my arms! The god
luck has cast another horseshoe
Ld it's mine."
He had . flask in his pocket, and
forced some of the biting spirits
ound Herself in a Large, Musty Cav&
>wn the girl's throat. She opened
"Well, my beauty?"
Florence eyed him wildly, not quite
derstanding where he had come
"I don't know how you got here,"
said; "and I don't care. But here
e are together at last. Whero Is
"I-I don't know," dazedly.
"Better think quickly," he warned.
[want lucid answers to my ques
ons, or back you go into the water.
m about at the end of my rope. I've
een beaten too many times, my girl,
have any particular love for you.
ow, where is your fath'er?"
"I don't know; I have never seen
And Jim's boat ran afoul some rocks
id into the water he went. He had
at attracted Braine's attention, for
mately. He began to swim toward '
o drifting launch.
"Where have they hidden that
"I- don't know."
"Well, well; I'ye given you your
lance. You'll have to try your luck
ith the water again."
Florence, weak as she was, set her
"You don't 'ask for mercy?" he said
"I should be wasting my breath to
;k for mercy from such a monster as
a are," she answered quickly.
"That damned Hargreave nerve!"
He rolled up his sleeves and stepped
ward her. She braced herself but
d not turn her eyes from his. Sud
mly, from nowhere at all, came a
ir of hands. One clutched the gun
ale and the other laid hold of Braine.
cuick pull followed, and Braine be
n to topple. But even as ne jell
Smanaged to fling himself atop his
~sailant; and it was only when the
ruggle began in the water that ne
cognized the reporter. All the devil
him came to the surface and ne
ught with the fierceness of a tiger
kill, kill, kill. In nearly every in
ance this meddling reporter had
teckated him. This time one or the
her of them should stay in the
Norton recognized that he had a
rge order before him to di'sable
aine. The recognition between
em was now frank and absolute;
ere could never again be any diplo
"You're a dead man, Norton!"
.ted Braine, as he reached for the
Norton said nothing, but struck the
.nd aside. For a moment they both
mt under. They came up sputter
g, each trying for a hold. It was a
ribly enervating struggle.
Florence could do nothing. The
at in which she sat continued to
ift away from the fighting men.
ice she tried to reach Braine with
e pole he had been using, but failed.
From the shore came another eoat.
r awhile she could not tell whether
contained fiends or enemies. It
s terrible to be forced to wait, ab
lutely helpless. When she heard the
weomers call encouragingly to
aine she know then that the Drave
t of her sweetheart was goinrr 'o
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