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THE ARIZONA REPUBLICAN, FRIDAY MORNING, AUGUST 14, 1914
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LOVE.
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I 'By the "MASTEUt
Copyright, 1914. All moving picture right reserved by the Uni venal Film Manufacturing Company, who
era now exhibiting thi production in leading theater. Infringement will be vigorously prosecuted.
(Synopsis of preceding chapter.)
While students together at West Point, and in love
with the same frirl. Sumpter Love proves Hug-o Loubeque
a thief, and Loubeque 1b dishonorably discharged. Love
wins the pirl. The. enmity thus begun finds outlet in
later years at Manila, when a butler thief In the employ
of Jjoubeque, now an International spy, steals valuable
apers from the Government safe of General Love,
iOuteque sails with them on the steamship Empress,
and General Ijuve accuses Lieut. Gibson, his aids and
the sweetheart of his daughter Lucille, of the crime.
Loubeque sends a wireless message cleverly insinuating
that General Love had sold the papers to a foreipn
power. To save the honor of the man she loved and
to erase the stigma from her father's name, Lucille
prevails upon Hailey, a government aviator, to talce
her out to the ship. In his a-roplane. To foil Lucille,
Loubeque destroys the wireless apparatus on the Em
press and is hurt In the resulting explosion. In her
search for the papers. Lucille becomes his nurse, and
when the ship takes fire, secures them. The vessel is
burned to the water's edsre and Lucille drifts to a
Strang Island on the oar of a crushed lifeboat- Lucille
is rescued by frienoly savages. She Is given an amulet
for curinK the enter." daughter, and it proved potent
against the marhir. Ulons of Hugro Loubeque, who, like
wise cast on the island, plans to get the papers. He
burns Lucille' hut. but she escapes with the precVius
papers. He sends a decoy message asking her to come
to the home of a neighboring chief, whose wife is ill
And in need of nursing. On the way there she falls
into a covered pit, dug by Ixmbeque arross her path.
Her guide, an old crone, takes the papers from Lucille,
and gives them to l,euheqiie, who goes with them to
the jungle. His guide and servant steals them, but is
killed by a lion, and Lucille who had trailed them
three days, recovers them from the body. Lucille
meets a strange caw-dwelling people. Is attacked by
monkeys, escapes In a canoe and is carried into an
underground whirlpool. She Is rescued by Ca.pt.aln
Vetherell and taken aboard his yacht. There she
meets Loubeque. who is also picked up by the yacht,
Whleh Is carrying contraband arms to Chinese rebls.
"When warsb'rs pursue, vetherell seizes the papers and
puts Luciiie pnd Loubeque to sea in an open boat be
cause they kr. iw too much of his plans. Their wa'er
gives otit snd Lucille nr-arly files before they reach
China In safety. Hugo, after nursing Lucille back to
life, goes after "Wetlirell to get the papers back, and
captures him. Lucille follows Loubeque, aboard a liner,
and shadows him.
CHAPTER XXV.
A Pretty Stoiraicay.
HE yawning side of the great ves
sel stood open before Lucille, the
coolie stevedores trundling their
great loads of merchandise across
the wharf and disappearing with
in, ns Ihoufrh swallowed up for
ever. Dim, shadow' outlines peered
ou; at. her, hoarse voices lifted in
commai.d or profanity, the roar of
boxes tumbling from the insecure
positions in which they had been
placed.
Like an inferno it was, minus the fire.
Lucille was suddenly mwde- i-onscious of the fact
that she was very weak, that she had narrowly
ef raped death from privation and fever, that she
had shot th woman who attempted her life,
that she was a fugitive in this town, that, when
the ransacking of the house in which she had
been so ii! was finished the wounded woman
would be discovered and search made for her as
eailant. Nervously she fingered the ruby neck
lace about her throat, trying to think of some
way another of the precious stones might be
made to work its magic influence. She could buy
a passage with it, could bri'oe many aboard the
boat, but. she must not be seen by Hugo Lou
beque. Too often had he caught her in the same
place with fcim working to thwart him for the
man to show any mercy. Tender chough he had
been while she was ill, she knew from his grim
tone, from the expression of relief tipon his face
when he discovered the papers wtre not upon
her person, that he would hesitate at nothing to
injure her did she continue her attacks. Xo, she
must work secretly, iit the dark always.
But work she must and would. Fiercely she
tautened her little teeth in her lower lip. Hugo
loubeque had the precious papers in his posses
sion else he would iiever have smiled so serenely
to himself as he boarded the boat. She had his
diary and how she obtained possession of it and
from whom she had no idea, but it could not be
used against him now. There would come a time
when it wo.dd prove cf the utmost value, but
not now. What could she do?
The rattle of muskets brought her out of the
fit of abstraction into which she had fallen. She
shrank away in the shadow of a bale of silk,
screwing herself into as small a space as pos
sible, her breath coming xast as she saw the of
ficer who commanded the squad of soldiers march
tip the gang plank, just a the captain descended
to inquire what his business was. Then the tall
figure of Hugo Loub-jqne -appeared beside the
pair, offering to translate the soldier's words.
Lucille watched his face in abject terror,
studying the swift change of expression on it,
the somber lowering of ihe lashes, the knitting
of the brows, the outcropping of his jaw as he
listened to the man's hurried jibberis'h.
"Wha?s it all about?" impatiently demanded1
the captain) as the spy turned toward him.
"He is hunting an American girl I left ill in
the town. It appears she tfoot and wounded her
nurse and hound a Chinese solcier, taking hia
clothes- and making her escape."
"Well, there's no such person aboard," gruf
fly retorted the officer of the ship. "Is that
enough for him."
Again Loubeque turned to the soldier but
;the man shook his head vehemently.
"He must search the vessel. Those are his
orders," interpreted the spy, then, "you really
can't blame him. Captain. The girl ia a desperate
character and if her kind were allowed to run
amuck this way there's no telling where it all
would end."
The officer nodded consent, adding grimly
lhat he would stand for anything that did not
entail delaying the boat's sailing on schedule.
As the eavesdropping girl watched the sol
diers march the gangplank and disappear in dif
Jerent parts of the boat according to the instruc
tions given them by their superior, her heart
thudded so violently against her ribs she won
dered that it did not break through. What a
fortunate thing that hrr weakness had not al
lowed her to follow her first Instinct of follow
ing the spy aboard the boat! And what a bless
ing that he did not know she was so close at
hand 1 She could see from his words that he
. would not delay his own departure to assist her,
that once more his motive of revenge was all
dominant In his nature, that tenderness for the
daughter of the woman he loved would never
again interfere with the carrying Out of his
plans. AnJ the ferocious expressions upon these
soldiers, the eagerness with which 1 they went
about their task of searching for a mite of a girl
Just off a sick bed !
", Surely, some power greater -than that of
even the international spy was looking- over and
defending her! She bowed hrr head in mute
gratitude, humbled in recounting the perils she
bad undergone in. the carrying out of her pur
pose and giving the glory to the hand that, all
unseen, was leading her. It impressed her more
than ever with the justice of her fight, the fact
that an outraged Nature-God would not allow a
human being to conquer the best that was In o
nan and a woman to satisfy- a base revenge.
' She was roused from the mood by a flurried
lamor aboard the beat . The coolies were work
ing madly now, vhila upon the deck she saw
igni9 Of ativiy iha thi ber the. shig was about
AAA
to get tinder way. Under the lashing tongue of
a boss, five stevedores were rushing toward the
bales behind which she was concealed. Lucille
knew the time had come for her to act, without
any further figurng.
In two swift, co-t-like leaps she had reached
the yawning side of the boat. For jtist a second
she hesitated before the terrible blackness that
met her eyes there, a blackness accentuated by
the frowning cargo, twisting and writhing in
more weird shapes than she had imagined pos
sible for anything to daa Then, with a little
shrug, she stepped inside,darting about between
piles of merchandise, leaping furthf- and further
away from the voices that reached but dimly to
her now, hiding away at every slightest sound.
Came the violent chugging of the engines,
the quaking of every pert of the great ocean
leviathan, lesser sounds from above, the terrible
creaking of the cargo as the vibrations straight
ened it into place. Then Lucille was suddenly
aware that they were under way, that she was
, alone here in the bowels of the boat, more alone
than she had ever been in the heart- of the
jungle, alone for how many days she dared not
think.
Terrors beset her on every side. Rats
scampered about, their paws making a dreadful
scra.pinsr sound like sandpaper being run over a
smooth surface of boarding. Times she would
feel their tiny feet upon her own. the squeals
of terror that went up as they rushed on their
way, it. seemed to tell her of this strange in
trude" to their fellows. The impulse to rush to
the deck above was almost overwhelming. She
could feel her brain reeling, reeling with the
horrors of such a loneliness as this.
Rut always, when her courage had fairly
ebbed, would come another picture. It was as
though her horror-popping eye-balls had forced
poignantly home to her the vision of Manila, of
her father, Tiering himself to death at her ab
sence, at ths sh'rwTeck; her sweetheart, impris
oned, with every hand turned against him, with
the girl he loved away, perhaps another who dis
believed in his innocence
Alwavs would that thought bring her fight
ing spirit back. Her rweetheart was a prisoner
and probably the angry General would not con
descend to tell him any news of her. What more
likely that the surety that he had lost her love
was tormenting him quite as much as the
charge of stealing and selling the papers. But
she must, bring them back, she must clear him.
There was nothing else for her to do, no other
part of her life could possibly mean so much as
saving the honor of the man she loved.
Hay and night m'ght and day there was
no difference between the two in this black hole.
Seconds were as days and hours became as frac
tions of seconds according 40 the trend in which
her thoughts lay. There wag no diversion save
trying to send her fancy flying back to the army
post. Oftentimes, the scurrying rats weighted
her mind with such terror that she was unable
to do that.
It seemed to her that they must be near the
end of their journey, judging by the torments she
had been through, when a swaying light directly
over her head m&de her dart hastily back and
strive to hide behind a looming bale. The ex
clamation of surprised incredulity which sounded
In her ears told that she had been discovered.
In an instinctive effort, to hide, she struck
against, a bale that had partially dislodged it
self, and sent it thundering against, a second
stack. In a moment the hold was filling with a
pandemonium such as might have, accompanied
the most violent earthquake. The hold was filled
with tumbling boxes and bales, toppling, reeling,
thrashing, thundering in every direction. Luciiie
filing up her hands to her ears to shut out the
sound, darting toward the face she now saw
plainly above her, a face that framed- popping
eyes and widened lips, a face that had paled
through the heavy coat of tan, as she could see
from the lantern's light.
Swiftly she leaped upon a box that had
formed the foundation for a pyramid. As though
by instinct the sailor flung the. lantern from him
and reached down his hands. Lucille felt his
fingers clutching at her wrists. Once he missed
her. She. shuddered as a louder crash than any
that had gone before came to the right of her.
A second time the man's arms swung out and his
hands closed about her own.
She felt the strain upon his muscles, the
mighty heaving groan that issued from his lips.
Then slowly, so slowly it seemed she would never
succeed in getting through that -trap, she was
lifted up, up to, the deck where she lay panting
nnd breathless, the man beside her fairly whist
ling from the exertion of once more breathing
freely.
As he squatted there, etaring at her, his
eyes now whimsical r with amusement, a little
laugh of relief trilled from her throat. She
reached out her hand and allowed it to rest,
quite simply, in his great paw. He stared at the
tiny hand, resting like the white petal of a rose
upon the brown earth, then slowly a smile
spread over his weatherbeaten face as he scanned
the silken suit in which she was arrayed.
Lucille saw that she had made a friend already
and immediately pressed her advantage.
"Xobody must know you found me there,"
she begun hurriedly, then, as he started to pro
test, "no, no. Please listen "
Again the sailor shook his head, a troubled
expression in hin eyes. Lucille knew that she
had lost and, instead of pleading, took the next
best course that seemed open to her.
"Then, if you must, bring the captain to me
instead of parading me before everyone. I would
not ask you this but I have an enemy aboard
and Oh." she broke off impatiently as, still, he
remained dubious,, "there is no chance for escape
now that I am discovered. It will do no harm to
let me wait here. I can " she closed her lips
quickly, as the hint of 'leam of avarice showed
in the man's eyes. After. a second's; thought he
nodded briefly and moved hurriedly away.
Lucille had no time for regret at her dis
covery. She had felt all along that it was in
evitable but had refrained till now from figuring
on what, explanation the could make in such
event. That expression, the swift change on the
sailor's face, as he thought her on the point of
mentioning money verified her instinctive knowl
edge that she must keep her ownership of the
magnificent ntby necklace, secret. She knew that
the best of men would be tempted by Buch a
king's ransom as the marvelous jewels repre
sented. Likewise she felt it would be unwise,
under any circumstances to entrust anyone with
the knowledge that she possessed the interna
tional spy's diary. So long as she alone knew
where it was, just so long was there a certainty
of Loubeque's, being kept in the dark. She had
fought alone til! now nnd she must continue to
fight alone. Any help she might be able to pick
up along the way -would be more than welcome,
bbt the riches she carried with her might turn
the sympathetic friend to a weak girl into an
unscrupulous enemy. This much she had con
cluded when the Captain -stomped heavily across
to her, followed by the sailor, his face frowning
blackly, but with a curious twinkle in his eyes
the glil was juk.lt to discern,
ee "Lucille Love-
"And so the young lady with murderous
tendencies was aboard my boat all along," he
beamed ominously, then, before she had oppor
tunity to interrupt. "Of course you understand
that I must put you in irons and turn you over
to the authorities in San Francisco."
Some impulse impelled her, an impulse to
put on a manner altogether at variance with her .
nature. She drew herself saucily erect, meeting
his eyes with laughter lurking in her own.
"Of course you don't intend doing any such
thing," she retorted boldly. "I was sick and the
woman they left to r.urse me sneaked in the
room late at night and tried to stab me. I saw
her slip out ami was suspicious of her, so I
slipped behind the door and grabbed the man's
gun when he put it on a chair. Anybody would
have done, exactly the same thing and I know,
anyway, that you would never turn an Ameri
can girl over to those horrible Chinamen."
The captain's frown disappeared at the flash
ing tempent of this little spittire who confronted
and faced him down, while mirth faded before a
natural embarrassment. He scratched the back
of his head dubiously.
"Well, I gue.s3 that's about true," he ad-
Loubeque Ordered the Officer to Starch the)
Ship for Lucille.
mited finally. "But why didn't you come to me
in the first place; why didn't yoii want to come
to me when you were caught ; what do you ex
pect is to be done with you?"
"I didn't come to you because the man who
acted as interpreter is an enemy of mine who
would do anything on earth to be rid of me I
mean Hugo I.ouleque. the one who spoke with
the Chinese officer when they searched the boat.
They frightened me so I crept, into the hold. I
don't want him to know I am on board he
mustn't know-." She looked up into his face with
such confidence in her blg. melting eyes that
the embarrassed man fiilgetted more nervously
than ever.
"I can pay for my passage when we land."
she added quickly. "So there need be no worry
about that."
"Relatives, oh!" The captain heaved a sigh
of relief and Lucille allowed his impression to
pas insilence. "But I have no cabin vacant,
young lady."
"Couldn't I do some work, lie n cabin boy or
something like that," she suggested- vaguely, as
the shipjs master threw back his head and gave
vent- to such laughter that tears rolled down his
wealher beaten cheeks.
"That's a good one." he roared. "By George,
I believe that would straighten the whole mess
out. and make me the master of the first boat
that has had a cabin boy since the old sailing
da-s. Young man," he added with mock gravity,
"I'll take you to my; cabin now, where your
enemy will have no ehance of seeing you. The
steward will be the only one in our secret. He
can outfit you and pass, his instructions regard
ing your duties at night."
Lucille clasped her hands delightedly, her
eyes twin stars of delight at the perfect work
ing outi of her difficulties. She did not care that
the captain rnockel her regarding Loubeque's
enmity, that, he evidently thought- her a foolish,
tom-boy of a girl, adventure-bent and addle
pated. Working at. night, there could be but
scant chance for Loubeque.'j recognizing her, if
he retained his secretive habits, and it was
usually at. night time that, he paced the deck and
left his cabin alone. Xo position could more ade
quately 'have given, her an opportunity to searrJh,
the man's cabin for tho stolen documents! end
papers. -
The thought of it fairly took away her
breath, was still all-dominant ir her mind while
she listened to the. steward's instructions, after
he had heard the story from the captain. She
saw immediately that her position aboard was
little more than a jest, of the ship's master, for
she had little to do save a vit of dusting abont
the saloons, keeping the main cabin in order,
re-arranging the smoking saloon after it was
vacated by passengers and, in the event of
storms keeping the captain- on the bridge for
protracted stretches, fetching him hot tea. She
laughed with him at her position, was still
laughing when she showed herself before him
In a natty white duck suit, which made her
lender fragility more apparent and more ap
pealing 'than ever. She noticed the tender, half
pitying expression that always rested behind tho
twinkle in his laughing eyes when he regarded
her, noticed it. and for beneath her fair exterior
she was probably as desperate a woman with as
desperate, all-absonbing a mission as any woman
living determined to play un it continually.
That very evening she found the suite occu
pied by the international spy. True to the habit
she had observed in him aboard the Empress,
Hugo Loubeque showed himself at night, not
long after ihe middle watch, his tall form
smothered in a long ulster, the upturned collar
of which concealed most of his features from
sight. But, as Lucille instinctively crouched
away before the grim figure of her enemy, Bhe
noticed the bull-dog grip with which he held the
cigar between his teeth, its plowing end reveal
ing the flame in his deep set eyes. She knew the
tension under which he labored was probably
due to the disquieting news he had received at
the last moment regarding her escape from the
sick bed upon which he left her. But, despite her
fear, she cautiously followed him when he re
turned to his stateroom, marking the exact loca
tion so that she should not be mistaken. w
Every night at exactly the same time be
came out upon the deck and, for two nights
Lucille tried to bolster up her courage sufficient
ly to enter the stateroom, but always the sound
of that ominous, steady step on the deck dis
suaded her. On the fourth night she felt herself
trembling with: sub-conscious knowledge that to
night 'was to be' the time when she made her
attempt. Consciously, she was positive she could
not force herself to do it but something from
ft notion, pictures, a Riverside fark might ?B4 tomorrow nifiht. Adv. ;
within impelled her feet in the opposite direc
tion from that taken by the spy. At the door of
the stateroom she halted. Loubeque was mov
ing toward her, ailent, imperturbable, grim, a
fearsome figure. Two bells sounded. Lucille
watched the spy. His habits were remarkably reg
ular in their very irregularity. For another bell
he would not return to his stateroom. She glanced
up at the sky, more to force her eyes away from
that dark, solitary figure than for any other rea
son. The stars were under a cloud of moisture,
and her heart lay heavy within her. Then slowly
one great star marched forth, tarried a moment.
Came a rush across the heavens, a rush of light
so abrupt and dazzling as to make it seem as
though a host of altar boys had rushed acrosB
the dark aisles touching their tapers to the
candles there and leaving every nook and cranny
of the cathedral light as day. To the girl it gave
a thrill of confidence. Again she looked at the
lonesome, solitary man. He was alone nnd she
she the very stars themselves were with her.
Without thought, without the slightest sen
sation of fear she turned the knob and entered,
closing the door softly and pausing to look
about her, trembling now she had taken the dar
ing step, but fired with determination. It would
be a simple place to search, the furniture being
scanty and Loubeque traveling- without much
luggage.
Swiftly she worked, turning everything up
side down and carefully laying all signs of her
search afterwards. Her fear of being caught
had completely faded before the urge of finding
the papers. From place to place, careful as any
French detective, thorough and keen as though,
she had been a thief all her life, Lucille worked.
As she went, through the last of the spy's per
sonal belongings, a little sob of disappointment
and chagrin broke from the very heart of her
and halted at her lips. For a hand was rattling
the knob, turning it slowly, slowly. It was as
though the man toyed with her, played with her
as a cruel cat plays with the mouse it. has
caught. The door opened and Hugo Loubeque
was framed in the doorway, the cigar clenched
between his teeth glowing and subsiding, show
ing a grim smile upon his features, a smile the
shadows made but more saturnine.
"Ah!" he murmured silklly, "I thought. I
could not be- mistaken in our little steward ! But
why, my dear child, did you wait so long to pav
a visit to such an old acquaintance? Why such
ditTeeard for the ordinary amount of friend
ship?" Lucille crouched away from him, more
frightened at his playful tone than she would
have been of angered rage. Musically sweets
f rora without came the toll of time. Three bells I
CHAPTER XXVI.
Lucille Finds a Friend.
SLOWLY, without removing the cigar from his
month, he moved toward her, the hateful
prnilc still upon his lips. He seated himself and
studied her earefullv, speculatively.
"Lucille." he said slowly, "I saw you on the
deck, saw you go into the hold, saw you when
the captain came to you, have watched you all
the time. T)o you know why I did not give you
away? It was'because I wanted to know exactly
where .you were all the time, because I wanted
the feci of my finger upon you. I have waited
for this moment. You recall what I told you in
the open boat Tt is no quarter from now on.
You have no chance to Tegain the papers but
until I have used them to the limit they will
not be destroyed, nor will you have opportunity
to place vour hands upon them. I want to show
you the. futility of combating me. I have wanted
to do that, for'a long time. Now, I see it is use
less. If vou escape and I cannot Imagine it impossible-!
shall have no mercy hereafter. I will
know that you are only safe when you are dead.
He rose and motioned' to the. chair, an ominous
ness in word and gesture which compelled oled
ience. Fascinated, panic-stricken, she obeyed,
while from his pocket, he drew a long loop of
fine cord which he bound about her wrists and
ankles, then strapped her securely in the chair.
He stood off a moment, regarding his handiwork,
then moved toward the door. "You see I have
been prepared for tie visit," he murmured. "I
will just be a little while, so don't be worried
this time."
The door closed behind him. and Lucille
stared blankly at the place where she had last
seen him.
A scant quarter of an tour that to her was
interminable and the spy returned, the smile
still plaving about, tho corners of his mouth, a
smile that matched poorly the agate expression
of his- cold eves. He untied the coTds that had
bound her, w'atehlng her enriousily as she chafed
the blood back to her hands.
"Yes," he answered her unspoken question,
"you may go now. I do not care any more
whether vou heed mv warning or not. You have
chosen to continue the war. I merely wish you
to know what it means to you. I have made ar
rangements that will look to your being cared
for in San Francisco, so the end of this trip
means nothing to you. As I said before, the
pleasure of vour company is rapidly overwhelm
ing me, I cannot, lose it any longer. Good night,
Miss Lucille Love."
It waa as though his mockery, ms gibing
tones were giant bands against her chest, push
ing her through the door and upon the deck.
She was scarcely conscious of how she had come
there, when the stinging spume from the ocean
dashed against her cheeks, bringing her out of
the spell and firing her numbed consciousness
with the precarlousness of her situation. His
threat of looking after her et the end of the
voyage his mockery she nrtwt appeal to strong
hands now, she must use strength to combat
strength since he had put the combat on physical
grounds.
She could not imagine how, in a free coun
try, he could do anything. Still, she knew Hugo
Loubeque and the knowledge terrified her. She
decided to rely upon her woman's fragility to gain
the master's sympathy. She had reached this con
clusion as the astonished captain looked at her
wan, miserable face when he answered her
knocking.
' Swiftly, the words tumbling over one an
other in the nerve-racking strain of trying to
convince the man of the nnbelievable things she
had gone through at the spy's hands, .she poured
out her whole story. First, she read disgusted
incredulity upon his face, then amazement, at her
inventiveness, and, slowly, tinder the spell of an
obvious sincerity, she saw he was convinced to a
large extent,
He summoned a pteiward and dispatched him
for loubeque, demanding an immediate answer.
Evidently the spy bad been waiting just som
surh thing for he appeared quite promptly, his
face worn and harried. He started violently at
seeing- Lucille, then took both her bands in his
own and patted them soothingly, his voice the
cajoling one with which one soothes a child.
The captain's stem countenance had fallen ana
the good roan looked rather foolish as he cleared
hia throat.
"Mr. Loubeque," he began abruptly, "this
voung ladv has made complaint to me that, you
have threatened her with death, that you have
caused her a great deal of trouble and threaten
to continue doing so upon, this boat, vou
anytning to say-
Certainlr, I shall be moreUhan pleased to
look after her if the poor child ha escaped the
surveillance of. her relatives. Xo-friend could do
less," the spy answered suavely, an-expression of
surprise jn his eyes.
;'l don'.t understand," began the captain,'
looking quite foolish now. "The young lady tells
me she is Mias Lucille Love, daughter of Gen
eral Sumpter love of the United States Armv,
stationed .at- Manila; that vou caused to be
stolen from the safe in her1 father's offlce, cer
tain papers and documents regarding govern
ment matters, and that her sweetheart was ac
cused of selling them, and, in consequence, placed
under arrest. She informs me that, through
crossed wires, she overheard vou ndmit'this just
before you boarded the burial -tiner Empress,
and that she persuaded an aviator-to take her
alxiard ; that when the liner' burned, she waa
cast upon a jungle i-Jand' and "
Loubeque tirew up his hands in a gesture
that seemed to combine contempt for the in
telligence of the questioner and pitv jfor the one
telling the taJe.
"My dear captain," he murmured reproving
ly, "while I am delighted to know the young
lady is safe, I must object to listening further.
It is unbelievable, that a passenger should be
disturbed at this hour of the night to listen to
any such nonsense. As you undoubtedly know,
there was an army scandal at Manila a few
months back in which the sweetheart of General
love's daughter was arrested. As vou doubtless
know the liner Empress was burned about that
same time. The young woman was in Manila
with her family and, being of an impressionable
nature, the shocking outcome to Miss Love's
romance made a deep sympathy rise in her. Hef
own sweetheart was aboard the Empress and"
He did not finish save to touch his hand lig-htly
to his head.
The captain nodded, and Lucille, seeing now
the maddeningly unbelievable quality of the
story she had told regarding her adventures, felt
hot rage fairly burning her up. She sprang at
the captain, taking his coat in her hands and
shaking him fiercely.
"I am not. insane it's the trnth every
word" she sobbed, then lifting eves in which
the clear light of sanity glowed unmistakably.
"Captain, I swear to you that every word ia
true."
The captain turned from one to the other
in tho very extremity of perplexity. Finally ha
nodded to Loubeque that he might leave and,
with a slow smile, the spy turned away.
"Young lady," he said slowly, "you will re
mime your duties for tonight and in the morning
I will see that you are properly clothed. I will
immediately send a wireless to the authorities
in San Francisco and see that you are met by
them at the pier. "o harm can come to you from
this man.- You understand why I am unable to
do more for you, I "
Lucille extended her hand, igrasping his firm
ly, and meeting the troubled eyes of the man
with her own her own eyes, in which glowed
gratitude and confidence and truth. And in that
handclasp the pair cemented a common union
against any enemy.
CHAPTER XXVII.
At the Pier.
UUGO LOUBEQCE stood a little apart, from thS
eager passengers gathered at the rail, watch
ing the giant, harbor of the Golden Gate creep
ing about them, encircling them. His eyes
glowed with a somber fire, but no muscle of his
face betrayed by so much as a twitch the delight
with which he welcomed land after his wander
ings, the perils through which he had emerged.
To these others, the sight meant home, their
country, the land to which they belonged and
which belonged to them. But to Loubeque it
meant bitterness, gall. It meant the country
that had been his but whichi had cast him forth,
an unworthy son unfit to beijts citizen. His eyes
fastened morosely upon the slender, pretty slip
of a girl ch'n$ring to the rail, her lips parted as
she watched the deck, black with eager friends
and relatives; coming closer, closer.
So close the passengers could make out
faces, so close they could call greetings to those
ashore, then a slow crunching as the great ship
swum? into her moorings. Hugo Loubeque slow
ly lifted the cigar from his- mouth and waved it
in a deliberate circle that ended with its tip
pointing toward the slender girl. He caught her
eyes and smiled at the expression of terror, of
fear in them as he saw she had marked his ges
ture. Came a crowding forward in the center of
the throng upon the deck. Tho gangplank thrust
its nose out, oitf, until it rested upon the dock,
the narrow gangplank that was all remaining of
the vast, ocean distance separating these pas
sengers from, their ho mete rid. Some of them
looked about in surprise at sound of a guttural
oath. They saw a tall, somber, saturnine pas
senger, smoking a cigar, his eyes fastened upon
a squad of blue coated policemen, edging their
way from the rear of the throng- into the exact
center. They wondered.
Lucille tripped down the gang plank. Onca
more the man who had uttered the oath lifted
his cigar. Came a quick upheaval in the throng.
The spy smiled to hiuwelf then moved toward
the plank. He looked down upon the crowd of
men surrounding the slip of a girl, surrounding
her so closely she was hidden from sight. The
policemen were fighting- their way to the ship.
Came a scream in a woman's voice. Loubeque
bent forward, his knuckles showing a blue white
ness from the fierceness of hia grip upon the,
liner's rail.
"Help! Help! Cap"
The officers whirled- in the direction of tha
girl's voice. The crowd of men jammed closer,
resisting, without the appearance of resistance,
the shoulders of the law. From, outside the jam
darted a woman, clad in deep mourning. Easily
the throng of men gave way before her. Her
arms were about the neck of the girl who had
screamed, smothering her lips with kissei. -
"My poor, dear sister!" she sobbed uncon
trollably, her arnrs about I.ucille'sr-waist, bear
ing her through the crowd or" men. '
The captain stood at Loubeque's elbow, hi
face troubled. The policemen fought their way
to the center of the group to find', no woman
there. Their leader, a sergeant, stepped toward
the captain.
"You sent wireless, sir, regarding a-young
woman "
The captain turned to Loubeque, hia eye
threatening. '
'The girl," he demanded. "What has become
of-"
Hugo Loubeque lazily pointed hi cigar to
ward a black, high powered motor car leaping
out into the city's street. - -
"The insane girl?" he smiled. "I believe X
saw her step into that machine. Captain."
The sergeant waited curiously. Knowing
there was something between the two men
scenting the atmosphere of hatred, he waited.
"No use now, gergeant," sighed lucille'i
friend.
Hugo Loubeque- deliberately lighted a fresh,
cigar then, atlH RmiliDg, stepped toward, 4a
plank.
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