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THE YALE EXPOSITOR. THURSDAY. MARCH 11.1915. The Trey A Novelized Version of the Motion Produced by the By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE Author fTh Fa Hum Hunter, ""Tkt B.tm Bl," " 77W Ztiacb Dag.- tic Ulastrated with Photograph from tha Picture Predactioa Copyright, 1014. by 8YNOPSIS. The 8 of Hearts ts the "death sign" em ployed by Seneca Trine In tho private war of vengeance which, through his daughter Judith, a woman of violent passions like his own, he wages against Alan Uiw, son of the man (now dead) whom Trine held responsible for the accident which made htm a helpless cripple, ltoso. Judith' twin and double, learns of her sister's oarnpalgn against Alan and leaves her home to aid him. whom she loves. Un der dramatic circumstances Alan saves Judith's Ufa and so wins her love. Hut failure to shake his constancy to Rose kindles Judith's Jealousy and settles her In her homicidal purpose. She is largely responsible for a shipwreck In Nantucket ound, from which Alan and Rose es'-apa with their friend Barcus in a power-driven lifeboat CHAPTER XV. The Masked Voice. For a matter of twelve hours the fog, leaden, dank, viscous, ae Inexor able as the dominion of evil, had trapped the world In an embrace as foul and noxious as the colls of some treat, gray, slimy serpent. Through Its sluggish folds the pon derous, power-Impelled lifeboat crept at a snail's pace. Its stem parting and rolling back from either flank a heavy hearted sea of gray. In the bows a young woman rested tn a state of eml-exhaustlon, her eyes closed, he head pillowed on a cork belt life-preserver, her sodden gar ments modeled closely to the slender body that was ever and again shaken from head to feet with the strength of a long, shuddering respiration. Seated on the nearest thwart, Alan Law, chin In hand, watched over the rest of this woman whom he loved with a grimly hopeless solicitude. He was In no happier caee than she, so far as physical comfort went he was In worse, since he might not rest. Premonition of misfortune darkened his heart with Its Impenetrable shadow. In the stern Tom Barcus presided xnoroeely over the steering gear; and Law was no more Jealously heedful of his nweetheart than Barcus of the heavy-duty motor that chugged away so purposefully at Its business of driv ing the boat heaven-knew-where. Lacking at once a compass, all no tion whatsoever of the sun's bearings, and any Immediate hope of the fog lifting or chance bringing them either to land cr to rescue by some larger and less comfortless craft, Barcus teered mainly through force of habit the ealt-water man's Instinctive feel ing that no boat under way should ever in any conceivable circumstance be without a hand at the helm. It had seemed impossible that it could long escape repetition of the disaster, but somehow, It always did escape, and that by a wide margin; never onco had It passed near enough to another vessel to see it. And now for more than an hour the silence had been uncannily constant, broken only by the rumble of the mo tor, the muted lisp of water slipping down the side, the euck and gurgle of the wake. Forebodings no less portentous than Law's crawled In the mind of Barcus. It was as likely as not that the life boat was traveling straight out to sea, And gasoline tanks can and oftentimes do become as empty as an official weather prophet's promise of fair weather for a holiday. More than this, Mr. Barcus was a confirmed skeptic In respect of ma rine motors; on terms of long and Intimate experience with the ways of Delivered into the Hands Enemy. of the the demon of i rrsi7 that tenants them one aLd all, he knot? that the present sweet-tempered petrmance of the exhibit under consi&ratlon was no earnest whatsoever of tjture good behavior, that when such a torn plicated contraption was concerned there was never any telling . . . In view of all of which considera tions he presently threw open the bat tery switch. And the ach'r.g void created la the 'bu crfst-Mloc rf tbat nnj - -' ' J - ' ; J t "j -i O Hearts Picture Drama of the Same Name Universal Film Co. Louis Joseph Vance form drone was startling enough to rouse even Rose Trine from her state of seml-Bomnolence. With a look of panic ehe sat up, thrust damp hair back from her eyes, and nervously Inquired: "What's the matter!" "Nothing," Barcus told her. "I shut the engine off that's all." Tempers were ehort In that hour, and Alan was annoyed to think that the rest of his beloved should need lessly have been disturbed. "What did you do that for?" he de manded Bharply. "Because I Jolly well wanted to.'' Barcus returned In a tone as brusque. "Oh; you did eh?" "Yes, I did eh! I happen to be boeslng this end of the boat and to have sense enough to realize there's no sense at all In our wasting fuel the way we are cruising nowhere!" "Well," Law contended, struck by the fairness of this argument, but un able to calm his uneasiness "Just the same, we might " "Yes; of course, we might," Barcus snapped. "We might a whole lot. We might, for Instance, be heading for Spain, for all you or I know to the contrary. And in such case, I for one respectfully prefer to have gas enough to take U3 home again If ever this da blessed fog lifts!" And for several seconds longer the stillness strangled their spirits in its ruthless grasp. Then of a sudden a cry shrilled through the fog, so near at hand that It seemed scarcely more distant than over the side: "Ahoy! Help! Ahoy there! Help!" So insistent, so urgent was its ac cent that, coupled with the surprise, it brought the three as one to their feet, all a-lremble, their eye seeking one another's faces, then shifting un easily away. "What can it be?" Hose whispered, aghast, shrinking into Alan's ready arm. "A woman," Barcus put in harshly. "Judith," the girl moaned. Alan shook himself together. "Im possible!" he contended. "I saw her go down . . ." "That doesn't prove she didn't come up," Barcus commented acidly. "Ahoy! Motorboat aho o-oy ! Help!" "And that," Barcus pursued sadly, "just proves she did come up blame the luck! Alive she is, and kicking; stand clear. An able-bodied pair of lungs was back cf that hail, my friend; and you needn't tell me I don't know the dulcet accents of that angelic con tralto!" Without heeding him, Alan cupped hands to mouth and sent an answer ing cry ringing through the murk: "Ahoy! Where are you? Where away?" "Here on the reef half-drowned perishing with chill " "How does my voice bear?" Alan called back. "What the dickens do you care?. Barcus Interpolated susplcluosly. "To pert," the response rang through the fog. "Starboard your helm and come in slowly!" "RlgM-o! Half a minute!" Alan re plied reassuringly. "Like hell!" Mr. Barcus muttered in his throat as he Jumped down into the engine pit and bent over the fly-wheel. Leaping on the forward thwart and balancing himself perilously near the gunwale, Alan strained his vision vainly against the opacity of the fog. "Can't make out anything," he grumbled, looking back. "Start her up hut slow's the word and 'ware reef!" "Nothing doing," Barcus retorted curtly. "The motto Is now 'Full speed astern!' as you must know." "O come! We can't leave a woman out there In a fix like that!" "Can't we? You watch!" Barcus grunted malevolently, rocking the heavy flywheel with all his might; for the motor had turned suddenly stub born. "Alan!" Rose pleaded, laying a hand upon his 6leeve. "Think what It means! 1 know It pounds heartless of me and It's my own si6ter. But you know how mad she Is wild with ha tred and Jealousy. If you take her Into this boat, It's your life or hers!" "If we leave her out there," Alan retorted, shaking his arm Impatiently free, "it's her life on our heads!" At this Juncture tho motor took charge of the argument, ending It In summary fashion. With a smart ex plosion in the cylinder, It started up unexpectedly, at ono and the same time almost dislocating the arm of Mr. Barcus and precipitating Alan overboard. It was not given him to know what was happening until he found himself In the water; he struggled to the sur face JuFt in time to see the bows of the lifeboat back away and vanish into the mist. CHAPTER XVI. The Island. Not more than twenty seconds could have elapsed before Barcus recovered from the shock of the motor's trench- try sufficiently to reverse th whL throttle down tha carburetor and Jump out of the engine-pit But in that small space of time the lifeboat and Alan Law had parted com pany as definitely as though one of them had been levitated bodily to the far side of tho earth. It could not have ben more than a minute after the accident before Barcus was guiding the boat over what, going on his sense of location and Judgment of distance, he could have sworn was the precise spot where Alan had disappeared, but w ith out discovering a sign of him. And for the next twenty minutes he divided his attention between at tempts to soothe and reassure the half-distracted girl and efforts to educe a reply from Alan by stentorian hailing with as little success In the one as In'; the other. "Alan!" he shrieked at the top of his lungs. "Alan! Ql?e a hall to tell us you're safe!" There was a little pause; he was racking his brains for some more mov ing mode of appeal when the answer came In another voice in the voice of Judith Trine, clear, musical, effer vescent with sardonic humor: "Be at peace, little one bleat no more! Mr. Law Is with us and safe oh, quite, quite safe!" In dumb consternation Barcus sought the countenance of Rose. Her eyes, meeting his, were blank with m immii -, ) K'!W .... N;U("I Yanked Him Off to His Cell. despair. He book his htad helplessly and let his hands dangle Idly between his knees. With no way on her, the lifeboat drifted with a current of unknown set 8nd strength. "What can we do?" Rose Implored. "We must do something. We can't leave him . . . Oh, when I think of him there, in her hands, I could go mad!" "If only I knew," Barcus protested; "but my hands are tied, my wits are as helpless as my eyes are blind. There's nothing to go by except the bare possibility that the reef she spoke of may be Norton's. It doesn't seem possible, but we may have made that much southing. In that case we're about three miles off the main land, somewhere In the neighborhood of Katama Island, a little, rocky, deso late bump of earth. Inhabited mainly by fishermen." The girl wrung her hands. "But how could Judith get there and with her men and ammunition?" "Don't ask me. Going on my expe rience with the lady, I'd be willing to bet that she was picked up by the steamer that ran us down, and pro ceeded to make a prize of It or try to. One thing's certain she must have found or stolen a boat from sombody; they couldn't have made Norton's reef by swimming It's too far. That's the answer; they were picked up, stole a boat, and piled it up on the reef." "And there's no hope I " "Only of the fog relenting. If we could make tho mainland and get help . . ." Ilia accents died away Into a discon solate silence that was unbroken for upwards of an hour. So slowly the current bore the llf? boat toward the beach and so still tho tide that Barcus never appreciated they were within touch of any land until-the bows grounded with a slight Jar and a grating sound. With a cry of incredulity he leaped to his feet "Land, by all that's lucky!" and stooping, lent a hand to the girl, aiding her to rise. Hardly had Rose had time to com prehend what had happened, when Barcus was over the side and wres tling with the bows, dragging the boat farther upon the shoals. She was, however, more than one man could manage; and when her 6tem had bitten a little more deeply into the sands, Barcuslgave over the attempt and, lifting Rose down, set her on dry land, then climbed back Into the vessel, rummaged out her anchor and cable, and carried them ashore, planting the former well up towards the foot of the cliff. And as he rose from this last labor he was half blinded by the glare of the westering sun as It broke through the fog. In less than fire minutes the miracu lous commonplace was an acom pushed fact; the wind bad rolled Uu f T fog back like a scroll and sent !t fan ning fur out to sea, whllo the shore on which the two had landed was deluged with sunlight, bright and beautifully warm. He showed a thoughtful and consid erate countenance to the glrL "You're about all in?" She nodded confirmation of this, which was no more than elmple truth. "Where are wet ehe added. He made her party to his own per plexity. "You'rs not able to travel," he pur sued. "Do you mind being left alone while I take a turn up the beach and have a look round? We can't be far from some eort of civilization; even If It's an island there are no desert Isles along this coast. I'll find some thing soon enough, no fear." By tacit consent both avoided men tion of Alan, but each knew what thought was uppermost In the other's mind. "There's a niche among the rocks up here," Barcus Indicated, "almost a cave. You'll bo warm and dry enough, and secure from observation overhead. Maybe you can even snatch a few winks of sleep. . . She negatived that suggestion with a weary smile; no sleep for her until sheer exhaustion overpowered her, or she knew of Alan's fate. And co, reiterating his promise to be gone no longer than absolutely might be needful, he left her there. CHAPTER XVII. This Mortal Tide. She was very certain she would never sleep before . her anxiety was assuaged by word of Alan'B fate; but she reckoned without her host of trials that had bred In her a fatigue anodynoua even to her mental an guish. It was not true, ehe told herself, that people never die of broken hearts. She knew that, were he taken from her, she could no longer live. . . . And sleep overwhelmed her sud denly, like a great, dark cloud . . . But Its dominion over her faculties was not of long duration. Slowly, heavily, mutinously, she was rescued from Its nirvana came to her senses with an effect of one who emerges from some vast place of blackness and terror, to find Barcus kneeling over and gingerly but persistently shaKing her by the shoulder. And then she sat up with a cry of mystified compassion; for In tho brief time that he had ben absent it had not been more than an hour Mr. Bar cus had most unquestionably been bo verely used. ' He had acquired a long cut over one eye, but shallow, upon which blood had dried, together with a bruised and swollen cheek that was badly scratched to boot. And what simple articles of clothing remained to him, after his strenuous experiences of the last forty-eight hours, had been re duced to even greater simplicity; his shirt, for example, now lacked a sleeve that had been altogether torn away at the shoulder. "No!" he told her, as soon as he saw her wits were awake once more "don't waste time pitying me. I'm all light and so Is Alan! That's the main thing for you to understand; he's still alive and sound " "But where Is he? Take me to him!" she demanded, rising with a movement of such grace and vigor that It seemed hard to believe she had ever known an Instant's weariness. "That's the rub," Barcus confessed, squatting on the sands and knuckling his hair. "I dassent take you to him. Judith might object. Besides, you can see for yourself It Isn't safe to mingle with the Inhabitants of this tight little Island and you can't get to where Alan Is without mingling con siderably. Sit down, and I'll tell you all about It, and well try to figure out what's best to be done. Maybe we can manage a rescue under cover of night." And when the girl had settled her self beside him he launched Into a detailed report. "It's Katama leland, all right," he announced, "but a change has come over the place since I visited It some years ago. ' Then It was a community of simple-hearted villagers and fisher men; now, unless all signs fall, It's a don of smugglers. I noticed a num ber of Chinese about; and that, taken In connection with the fact that, when I ventured to Introduce myself to the village glnmill and ask a few inno cent questions, the entire population, to a child, landed on me like a thou FWid brick the two circumstancss made me think we'd stumbled on a settlement of earnest workers at the gentle art of helping poor Chinnmen evade the exclusion laws." With a wry smile, he pursued: "As for me, I landed out back of the Joint, on the nape of my neck, and took the count, surrounded by a lot of unsym pathetic boxes and barrels that had seen better days. And when I came to and started to crawl unostentatiously away, I was Just In time to wituess the landing of your amlabla slater, that gang of cutthroats she keeps on the pay roll, and Alan in company with as choice a crew of scoundrels as you'd care to see. I gathered from a few worda that leaked out of Ih back door of the barroom, that It was as I had thought Judith had stolen a boat from the ship that picked her up, and rammed It on Norton's reef; and after she gathered Alan In the schooner of these smugglers happened along, and she hallod It and struck a bargain with the captain and signed co-partnership articles, or something like that Any way, her lot and the Islanders were soon as thick as thieves, and tanking up so. sociably that I actually got a chanog to whispar word to Alan and tell him you were all right, and that he'd find us Loth down hero on the btach, if luck served him with an es cape. That wo all I got a chance to say, for Judith marched up Just then and yanked him off to his cell. I mean to say, he's locked up now In a little stone hut on the edge of the cliff, with the door guarded and the window over looking a sheer drop of thirty feet or so to the beach. When I'd seen that much I calculated It was about time for me to get quit of that neighbor hood, before Mam'selle Judith nicked me with the evil eye." "You don't think she saw you?" the girl cried. "I don't think so," Barcus allowed gravely; and then, lifting his gaze, he added as he rose In a bound: "I just know she did that's all. In another Instant he was battling might and main with three willing ruf fians, who had come suddenly Into view round a shoulder of rock; but his efforts were shortlived, foredoomed to failure. He was weakened with suffer ing and fatigue and the three were fresh and had the courage at least of their numbers. He was overborne In a twinkling, and had his face ground brutally into the sand while his hands were made fast with stout rope behind his back. And when he rose, it was to find, as he had anticipated, that Rose's resistance had been as futile as his own; she, too, was captive, her hands bound like his, the huge and un clean paw of one of Judith's crew cru elly clamped upon her shoulders. He was by no means poor-spirited, but he shrank openly from the look she gave him, and was relieved when she, wifh a sneer, passed him by and planted herself squarely before her sister. "Well?" she demanded brusquely. "How much longer do you think I'm going to tolerate your Interference you poor little fool! How many more lessons will you require before realiz ing that I mean to have my way, and that you'll cross me only to suffer for it?" The courage of the other girl won the unstinted admiration of Mr. Bar cus. Far from cringing, she seemed to find fresh heart in her sister's chal lenge. Her head was high, her glance level with Illimitable contempt as she replied: "So you've tried again?" she In quired obliquely, with a tone of pity. "You've offered him your love yet an other time, have you?" ."Silence!" Judith cried in fury. "Only to learn once more that he would rather death than you?" Rose persisted, unflinching. "And bo you come to take ycur spite out on me, do you? You pitiful thing! Do you think I mind knowing us I do now that he could never hold you In any thing but compassion and contempt?" "You will see," ehe f aid in even and frigid accents. And the light of her mania leaped and leaped again in her eyes like a living flatne. "I have pre parfd a way to make you undentand what opposition to me means . . ." She waved a hand toward the nearer point of rocks. "Take them along," she commanded. The understanding between her and her men was apparently complete; for these last, without hesitation or fur ther instructions, marched Rose and Barcus down to the end of the eplt and on, Into the water. It was nearly knee-deep before Bar cus waa halted with a savage Jerk, backed up to a rock, forced despite his frenzied resistance to sit down in the water, and swiftly, with half a dozen deft hitches of rope and a stanch knot, made fast in that position sub merged to his chest This accomplished, the men turned attention to Rose, lashing her In simi lar wise at Barcus' side. Standing Just above the water-line, with every sign of complete calm and sanity other than that ominous flicker- .f.' .-"-i .". ' ' ' . .. .... ,, - . Already the Waters Had Risen Over an Inch. Ing In her eyes, Judith superintended the business till its conclusion, then waved tho men away. Quietly, like well-trained servants, they turned their backs end marched off. And again, after a brief wait the woman laughed her short and mirth less laugh. "The tide Vlll he high," she said, "precisely at sunset You may time your lives by that. When the sun dips Into the sea, then will your llve go down with it" She turned on her heel and strode swiftly away, with not so much as a backward glance, overtook her men. and passed quickly from eight around the iarthar point of rocka For some time Barcus straggled vainly with his bonds. As for Rose, she wasted no strength in struggling perhaps had nono to waste. When he looked her way he saw her cavqulslte profile unmarred by any line of fear or doubt, sharply relieved against the darkness of the rising flood. Her level gaze without a tremor traversed the shining flood to Its far horizon. He noted that already the waters had lie en more than an Inch. Humbled even In his terror by that radiant calm that dwelt upon her, he ventured diffidently: "Rose Mies Trine' She turned her head and found the heart to smile. "Rose," she corrected gently. "I'm sorry," he said which was not at all what he had meant to say, "I've !-;; ' ' 1 1 ' x ' .Mini -' - They Fought Like Madmen. done my best I suppose it's wrong to give up but they've mado It too much for me, this time." "I know," she said gently. "You" he stammered "you're not afraid?" "There is nothing to fear," she said, "but death. . . ." "Then," he Feid more bravely, after a time the water now was near his chin "good-by good luck!" "Not yet, dear friend," she returned, "not yet." But the sun was perilously close upon the rim of tho world. Bui a little time, and it would be night. He closed his eyes to shut out the vision of its slow, implacable descent The water was now almcat level with his lips; it seemed strange that his throat could be so dry, so parched . . . Ho opened his eye, shuddering. "It's good-by now," he faltered. "Not yet!" her voice rang beside him, vibrant "Look up thero along the cliff!" He lifted his gaze . . . Two men were running along the cliff and the man In the lead was Alan. But his lead was very scant and the man who pursued waa one of Judith's, and stuck to the trail like a blood-hound frech from the leash. And now the water was at his lips; Barcus could no more speak without strangling. Of a sudden he groaned In his heart; though there was no passable way down the cliff, still the sight of his friend alive and unharmed had brought with It a thrill of hope; now that hope died as he saw Alan stumble and go to his knees. Before he could rise the other was upon him, with the fury of a wolf seek ing the throat of a stag. For an Instant they fought like mad men; then. In a trice, the sky line of the cliff was empty; one or the other had tripped and fallen over the brink, and falling had retained hold of his enemy and carried him down as well. By no chance, Barcus told himself, could either escape uninjured. Yet, to his amazement he saw one man break from the other's embrace and rise. And he who lay still, a crumpled, Inhuman heap upon the sands, was Judith's man, With a violent effort Barcus lifted his mouth above water and shrieked: "Alan! Alan! Help! Here at the end of the point In the water helpl" A precious minute was lost before Alan discovered their two heads, bo barely above that swiftly rising flood. Then he ran toward them as he had never run before, and as he came whipped out a Jack-knife aid freed ita blade. Even bo sinco It was, of course. Rose whom Alan freed the first Barcus was half-drowned before Alan helped him In turn up to the beach. And as this happened the last blood red rlro of the sun was washed under by the waves. Two minutes later tho lifeboat was afloat, and Mr. Barcus, already recov ered, was laboring with tho flywheel of the motor, stimulated to supreme exertion by the sight of a party, led by Judith, racing madly down the beach. 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