Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, June 27, 1915, Page 18

S L ————————— i THE THE OM Omance Featuring WRITTEN BY ARTHUR B. REEVE The Well-Known Novelist and the Creator of the “Craig Kennedy'’ Stories Oramatized Into a Photo-Play by Chas. W. Goddard, Author of ““The Perils of Pauline,” ““The Exploits of Elaine.’ Everything you read here today you can see in the fascinating Pathe Motion Pictures at the Motion Pic- ture Theaters this week. Next Sun- day another chapter of “The Ex- ploits of Elaine” and new Pathe reels, (Copyright, 1915, by the Star Co. “orelgn Rights Reserved.) All Synopsis of Previous Chapter After the finding of Wu Fang's body and Kennedy's disappearance a submar- /ine appears the following morning on the bay. A man plunges overboard from it 'and ‘swims ashore. It is the entrance of Marcius Del Mar into America. At the Dodge home one of Wu Fang's men is trying to obtain information of Kennedy and the lost torpedo. His plan is blocked by Del Mar's arrival, who also succeeds In winning Elaine's confidence. Later she is warned by a little old man o be careful. Del Mar's mission at the house was to locate and recover the torpedo, He would have been suc- cessful had It not been for Elaine's dog, Rusty, who dug it from the flower pot, while Del Mar and Elaine were talking only & few feet awa. Rusty carried the torpedo to the attic. The little old man meets Del Mar at the Dodge home. They draw guns together, gases from the ploded shells of the old man's revolver overcome Del Mar and Elaine, and the old man of mystery disappea: Where the Chase Led CHAPTER II. So confident was Elaine that Xennedy was still alive that she would not admit to herself what to the rest of us seemed obvious, . She even refused to accept Aunt Jose- phine's hints and decided to give a mas- querade ball which she had planned as the Iast event of the season before she closed the Dodge town house and opened her country house on the shore of Con- necticut. It was shortly after the stran ap- pearance of the fussy old gentleman that 1 dropped in one afternoon to find Elaine addressing invitations, while Aunt Jose- phine helped her. As we chatted, 1 picked up one from the pile and me- chanically contemplated the eddress. “M. Del Mar, Hotel La Coste, New York City. don’t like that fellow,” I remarked, shaking my head dublously. “Oh, you're-jealous, Walter,” laughed FElaine, taking the envelope away from me and pling it again with the others. Thus it was that in the morning’s mall, Dol Mar, along with the rest of us, re- ceived a neatly engraved little Invitation: “Miss Elaine Dodge requests the pleas- ure of your presence at the masquerade ball to be given at her reaidence on Fri- day evening, June L" ‘‘Good!” he exclaimed, reaching for the teiephone, “T'll go." LR In a restaurant In the white light dis- trict two of those who had been engaged in the preliminary plot to steal XKenne- dy's wireless torpedo model, the young woman stenographer who had )etrayed her trust and the man to whom she had passed the mode! out of the window in Washington, were seated at a table. So secret had been the relations of eall those in the plot that one group did mot know the other and the strangest meth- oda of communication had been adopted. ‘The man removed a cover from a dish, Underneath, perhaps without even walter's knowledge, was a not “Here are the orders at last,” he whis- pered to the girl, unfolding and reading the note. “Look. ‘The model of the tor- pedo is somewhere in her hou: Go to- night to the ball as a masquerader and splendid!” exclaimed the girl. “I'm crasy for m little soclety after this grind. Pay the check and let's get out and <hoose our costumes.” The man paild the check and they left hurriedly. Half an hour later they were At & costumer's shop choosing their dls- Sulses, both careful to get the fullest masks that would not excite suepicion. It was the night of the masquerade. During the afternoon Elaine had been on the point of tears. . “No," she sald to herself with a sort of grim determination. “No—he § He will come back to me—he will And yet she had a feeling of terrific even her most powerful ; was trickling in through the canopy from the curb to the Dodge door, carriages and great gaping from the crowd on the sidewalk. As T eatered the ball room it was really a brilllant and plcturesque assemblage Of courve, I recognized Elaine in spite of her mark, almost fmmediately. Characteristically, she was talking to the one most striking figure on the floor, a tall man in red—a veritable| Mephistopheles. As the music started, Elaine and his satanic majesty laugh- ingly fox-trotted off but were not lost to me in the throng. I moon feund myseif talking to a young lady in a spotted domino. She seemed to have a peculiar fascination for me, yot she did not monopolize all my at- tention. As wo trotted past the door, I could see down the hall. Jennings was still admitting late arrivals, and I caught A glimpse of one costumed as a gray friar, his cowl over his head and his eyes masked, Chatting, we had circled about to the conservatory. A number of couples were there and, through the palms, I saw Flaing and Mephisto laughingly make thelr way. As my spotted domino partner and 1 swung around again, 1 happened to cateh another glimpso of the gray friar. | He was not dancing, but walking, or| rather stalking, about the edge of the| room, gazing about as If searching for womeone. In the couservatory, Elaine and Mehisto | had seated themselves in the breeze of an open window, somewhat in the| shadow. “You are Mis Dodge,” he sald earn- estly. “You know me?" she laughed. ‘‘And you?" He ralsed his mask, disclosing the handsome face and fascinating eyes of Del Mar. “I hope you don't think I'm here In character,” he laughed easily, as she started a bit. \ ~T—woll, T didn’t think it was you,"” sho blunted out. “Ah—then there is someone else you care more to dance with?”’ H ““No—no one—no." “1 may hope, tkn?" He lad moved closer and almost touched her hand. The pointed hood of the gray friar in the palms showed that' at last he saw what he sought “No—to. Ploase—oxcuse me,” she murmured rising and hurrying back to the ball rom. A subtie smile spread over the gray friar's masked face. Of course, T had known Plaine. Whether #he knew me at once I don't know or whether it was an accident, but she ap- proached me as I paused in the dance a moment with my domino girl. “From the sublime—to the ridiculou she cried excitedly. My partner gave her a sharp glance. ‘You will excuse me?" she said, and, as| 1 bowed, almost ran off to the con servatory, leaving Elaine to dance off with me. Del Mar, quite surprised at the sudden flight of aine from his side, followed more slowly through the palms. As he did so he passeq a Mexican at- tired in brilliant native costume. At a sign from Dal Mar he paused and re- ceived a small package which Del Mar slipped to him. then passed on as though nothing had happened. The keen eyes of the yray friar, however, had caught the littie action and he quietly slipped out after the Mexican bolero. Just then the domino girl hurried into | the conservatcry, “What's donng?’ she | asked ougerly. | “Keep close to me,” whispered Del Mar, as she nodded and they left the con- ervatory, not apparently together. Upstairs, away from the gayety of the ball rovm. the bolero made his way until he came to Elaine's room, dimly lighted. With a quick glance about, he entered cautiously, closed the door, and | approached a closet which he opened There was a safe built into the wall. As he stooped over, the man unwrap- ped the package Del Mar had handed him and took out a curfous little instrument ‘!nldo Was a dry battery and a most Ppecullar instrument, something like a Mttle fiat telophone trunsmitter, yet attached by wires to ear. pleces that fitted over the head after the manner of those of & wireless detector. He adjusted the headplece and held the flat instrument against the safe, close to the combination which he began to turn slowly. It was a burglar's micro- phone, used for picking combination locks. As the combination turned, slight sound was made when the proper Marcius Del Mar his gun ready, he lifted up the | mask of the domino girl. So—it's you,” he grunted, ile was about to lift the mask of the Mexican, when the bolero leaped at him. Del Mar piled in. But sounds downstairs alarmed them and the emissary, released, fled | quickly with the girl. The: gray friar, however, kept his hold on Mephistopheles, a8 if he had been wrestling with a veri- table deyil Down in the hall, 1 had again met my domino girl, a few minutes after I had resigned Elaine to another of her numero imirers. “I though vou deserted somewhat pliued. “Yon deserted me,” vously. “However, you'll get me an lce.” 1 hastened to do so. But no souner had 1 gone than Dol Mar stalked through ths hall and went upstairs. My domino girl was watching for him, and followed. When 1 returned with the fce, I looked about, but she was gone. It was scarcely a moment later, however, that I saw me,” 1 sald, she parried, ner-| I'll forgive you if her hurry downstairs, accompani>t by ( the Mexican bolero. 1 stepped forsard to speak to her, but she almost ran past me without & word. “A nut' 1 remarked under my breath, pushing back my mask. I started to eat the fce myself, when, a moment later, Elaine passed through the hall with a Spanish cavalier. “Oh, Walter, here you are! she laughed. “I've been looking all over for you. Thank you very much, sire,” she bowed with mock civility to the cavalier. “It was only one dance, you know. Pleass let me talk to Boum-Boum." cavalier bowed reluctantly and left us, “What are you doing here alone?’ she apked, taking off her own mask. ‘How warm it is." Before 1 could reply, I heard someone coming downstairs back of me, but not in time to turn. 1 “Elaine’s dressing table,” a voice whis- pered In my ear. I turned suddenly. It was the gray| friar. Before I could even reach out to| grasp his robe, he was gone. “Another nut!" I exclaimed tarily. “Why, what did he say?" asked Elaine “Something about your dressing table.” “My dressing table?” she repeatod. We ran quickly up the steps. Blalne's room showed every evidence of having | been the scene of a struggle, as she went over to the table. There she picked up| & rose and under it a plece of paper on| which were some words printed with pencil roughly. “Look,” she cried, as I read with her: “Do honest assistants search safes? Lot | no one see this but Jameson." “What does it mean? 1 asked “My safe!” she cried, moving to a closet. As sho opened the door, imagine | our surprise at seeing Del Mar lying on | the floor, bound and gagged before the open safe. ‘“Get my scissors on the dresser,” cried Elaine. 1 did so, hastily cutting the cords that | bound Del Mar. | “What does it all mean® asked Elaine as he rose and stretched himself. @l clutching his throat, as it it hurt, Del Mar choked, “I found a man, a for- elgn agent, searching the safe. But he overcame me and escaped.’ “Oh—then that is what the—" Elaine checked herself, She had been about to hand the note to Del Mar when an idea seemed to come to her. Instead, she orumpled it up and thrust it into her bosom. Onl the street the bolero and the domino girl were hurrying away as fast as they could Meanwhile the gray friar had overcome Del Mar, had bound and gugged him, and thrust him into the closet. Then be wrote the note and laid it, with a rose from a vase, on Elaine's dressing table before he, too, followed. More than ever I was at a loss to make it out. involun- “ee It was the day after masquerade ball bouse and a very trim but not aver | vou finish the \ilA SUNDAY BEE: al READ IT HERE NOW-THEN SEE domino girl of the night before who handed her a note and sat down, looking about so demurely, while Elaine read My dear Miss Dodge “The bearer, Miss Bertholdi, is an oporative of mine. I would appreclate it if you would employ her in some ca- pacity in your house, as I have reason to believe that certain foreign agents will soon make another attempt to find Kennedy's lost torpedo model. Sincerely, “M. DEL MAR." looked up from reading the Miss Bertholdl was good to look and Elaine liked pretty girls about Elaine note. at, her, “Jennings,” she ordered, To the butler and her gave the most careful garding Miss Bertholdi packing, “call Marje." mald, Elaine instructions “She first,” re- help she con- can cluded, The girl thanked her and with Jennings and Marle, nings to pay her taxicab went out asking Jen- driver with money she gave him, which he did, bringing her grip into the house. Later in the day, Plaine had both Marie and Bertholdi carrving armsful of dresses from the closets in her room up to the attic, where the last of her trunks wero being packed. On one of the many trips, Bertholdi came alone into the attic, her arms full as usual. Before her were two trunks, very much alike, open and nearly packed. She lald her armful of clothes on a chair nearby and pulled one of the trunks forward. On the floor lay the trays of both trunks already packed. Bertholdl began packing her burden in one trunk which was marked in big white Jetters, “E. Dodge.” nings entered. trunks is here, nounced. ® he? 1 wonder whether they are all ready?' Elaine replied, hurrying eut of the room. ““Tell him to wait." In the attic, Bertholid was still at work, keeping her eyes open to execute the mission on which Del Mar had sent her. Musty, forgotten in the excitement by ““The expressman for the Miss BElaine,” he an- | Jennings, had roamed at will through the house and seemed quite Interested. For this was the trung behind which he had his cache of treasures. As Wertholdi started to move behind the trunk, Rusty could stand it no longer, He darted ahead of her into his hiding place. Among the dog busouit and bones was the torpedo model which he had dug up from the palm pot in the conserva- tory. He selzed it in his mouth and turned to carry It off. There, in his path, was his enemy, the new girl. Quick as a flash, she saw what it was Rusty had. and grabbed at it. “Got out!" she ordered, looking at her prize in triumph and turning it over and over in her hands. At that moment she heard Elaine on the stalrs. What should she do? She must hide it. She loked about. There was the tray, packed and lying on th floor near the trunk marked “E. Dodyge. She thrust it hastily into the tray, pull- Ing a garment over it ‘Nearly through?’ panted Elaine. “Yes, Miss Dodge.” “Then ples tell the expressman to come up." Bertholdl hesitated, chagrined Yet there was nothing to do but obey. Fhe looked at the trunk by the tray to fix it in her mind, then went downstairs. As she left the room, Elaine lifted the tray into the trunk and tried to olose the lid. But the tray was too high. She looked puzsied. On the floor was another tray almost identical “The wrong trunk,” she smiled to her- self, lifting the tray out and putting the other one in, while she placed the first tray with the torpedo concealed in the other, unmarked trunk, where it be- longed. Then she closed the first trunk. A moment later the expressman entered, with Bertholdi. “You may take that ome" Elaine. “Miss Dodge, here's something else to &0 in" sald Bertholdl in desperation, picking up her dress. ver mind. Put it in the other trunk.’ Bortholdl was baffled, but she managed 1o control herself. She must get word to Del Mar about that trunk marked “F. indicated |@ressed youns lady was apnounced as “Miss Bertholdi." “Miss Dodge?’ she inquired, as Jen- nings held open the portieres and she time to see the gray Sun yawning at them. Most. L 5 e b o |entered the Hurary where Elaine: and Aunt Josephine were. Late that afterncon, before a cheap restaurant, might have been seen our old friend who had rosed as Balley and as the Mexican. He ered the restaurant and made lus way to the first of & row lined them up. Bull holding| If Kialne Lad only known. It was the of booths on one side Down in Elaine's room at the time Jen- ! “Hello,” nhe nodded to a girl In the Bertholdi nodded back and he took his | seat. She had begged an hour or two off | on some pretext Outside the restaurant, a heavily bearded man had been standing looking Intently at nothing in particular when Bartholdi entered. As Balley came along, he followed and took the next booth, his | hat pulled over his eyes. In a moment he was lstening, his ear close up to the | partition. “Well, what luck | you get a clue?” ; “I had the torredo model In my hands," ' asked Bailey. “Did | she replied, excitedly telling him the story. “It {s In a trunk marked °‘E Dodge.” " All this and more the bearded stranger |arank in eagerly ‘[ A moment later Bailey and Berthodl left the booth and went out of the res- | taurant, followed cautiously by the stranger. On the street the two emis- saries of Del Mar stopped a moment to talk. “All right, T'll telephone him,” she said as they parted in opposite directions. The stranger took an Instant to make up his mind, then followed the girl. She Del Mar was lying on the floor, bound and .-...a. before the open safe. continued down the street until she came to a store with telephone booths. bearded stranger followed still, into the next booth, but dld not call a number. He had his ear to the wall. He could hear her call Del Mar, and although he did not hear Del Mar's an- swers, she repeated enough for him to catch the drift. Finally, she came out, and the stranger, instead of following her further, took the other direction hur- riedly “ee Del Mar himself received the news with keen excitement. Quickly he gave in- structions and prepared to leave his rooms. A short time later his car pulled up before the La Coste and, in a long duster and cap, Del Mar jumped in, and was off, nue when, from an alleyway down the street from the hotel, the chug-chug of a motorcycle sounded. A bearded man, his face further hidden by a pair of goggles, ran out with his machine, climbed on and followed. sped. At every turn the motorcycle dropped back a bit, observed the turn, then crept up and took it, too. So they went for some time. vee On the level of the Grand Central, where the trains left for the Connecticut shore, where Elaine's summer home was located, Balley was now edging his way The | Scarcely had his car swung up the ave- | 1 lent baggage smasher. | A Detective Novel and a Motion Pict 00 ure Drama | o9 Presented by This Newspaper in Collaboration With the Famous Pathe Players. Imrmmh the late crowd down the plat- form. He paused before the baggage car | Just as one of the baggage motor trucks rolled up loaded high with trunks and bags. He stepped back as the men | loaded the luggage on the car, watching | carefully. As they tossed on one trunk marked "I | Dodge," he turned with a subtle look and walked away. Finally he squirmed around to the other platform. No one was locking and he mounted the rear of the baggage car and opened the door There was the baggage man sitting by | the gide door, his back to Balley. Bailey | closed the door softly and squeezed be- hind a pile of trunks and bags | R ) | Finally Del Mar reached a spot on the rairoad where there were both a curve and a grade ahead. He stopped his car and got out. motoreyclist stopped just in time to avoid observation. To make sure, he drew a s and leveled it ahead ordered Del Mar. “I'l call when I want you." Back on the road the bearded cyclist could see Del Mar move down the track, though he could not hear the directions. It was not necessary, however. He dragged his machine into the bushes, hid it, and hurried down the road on foot. Del Mar's chauffeur was waiting 1dly at the wheel when suddenly the cold nose of a revolver was stuck under his chin. “Not a word—hands up—or I'll let the moonlight through you,” growled out a harsh voice. Nevertheless, the chauffeur managed to lurch out of the car and the bearded stranger, whose revolver it was, found |that he would have to shoot. Del Mar | was not far enough away to risk it The chauffeur flung himself on him and they struggled fiercely, rolling over and over in the dust of the road But the bearded stranger had a grip of steei and managad to get his fingers {about the chauffeur's throat as an ad- | ded insurance ngainst a ery for help He choked him literally into insen sibility. Then, with a strength that he | did not seem to p he picked up the limp, blue-faced body and carried it off the road and,around the car. &9 e In the baggage car, the baggage man was smoking a surreptitious pipe of powerful tobacco between stations and contemplating the scenery thoughtfully through the open door. As the engine slowed up to take a curve and a grade, Balley who had now and then taken a peep out of a little grated window above him, crept out from his hiding place. Alrendy he had slipped a dark silk mask over his face. As he made his way among the trunks and boxes, the train lurched and the bag- !gage man who had his back to Bailey heard him catch himself. He turned and leaped to his feet. Bailey closed witi him instantly. Over und over they rolled. Bailey had already drawn his revolver before he left his hiding place. A shot, however, would have been fatal to his part in the plans and was only a last resort, for it would have brought the trainmen. Finally Bailey rolled his man over and getting his right arm free, dealt the bag- gage man a fierce blow with the butt of the gun. The train was now pulling slowly up the grade. More time had been spent in overcoming the baggage man than he | expectea ara Balley haa to work quickly. He dragged the trunk marked “E, Dodge” from the pile to the door and | glanced out. | Just around the curve in the raliroad, | Del Mar was waiting, straining his eyes | down the track. There was the traln, puffing up the grade. As it approached he rose and waved his arms. It was the signal and he waited anxiously. Had his plans been carried out? The train passed. From the baggage {car came a trunk catapaulted out by a On out over the country Del Mar's car | strong arm. It hurtled through the air and landed with its own and the train's momentum., Over it rolled Into the bushes, then | stopped—unbroken, for Elaine had had |1t designed to resist even the most vio- Del Mar ran to it. of the train disappeared he turned around in the direction from which he had come, | Down the road the bearded and goggled | As the tall light | IT ALL IN MoVING PICTURES. (placed his two hands to his mouth and | shouted From the side of the road by Del Mar's |ear the bearded moturcyclist had just emerged, buttoning the chauffeur's clothes and adjusting his goggles to his {own face. | As he approached the car, he heard a |shout. Qickly he tore off the black beard which had been his disguise anfi tossed it into the grass. Then he drew the coat high up about his neck. “All right!” he shouted back, starting along the road. | To gether he and Del Mar managed to | seramble up the embankment to the road |and, one at each handle of the trunk, they carried it back to the car, piling it {in the back | The improvised chautfer started to take his place at the wheel and Del Mar had his foot on the running board to get be- side him, when the now unbearded stran- | ger suddenly swung about and strck Del Mar full in the face. It sent him reeling back into the dust. The engine of the car had been run- ning and before Del Mar could recover consclousness, the strapger had shot the car ahead, leaving Del Mar prone in the roadway. “oe The train, with Balley in it, had not galned much speed, yet it was a perilou undertaking to leap. Still, it was more s0 now to remain. The baggage ml,n} stirred. Tt was now a case of murder or} a getaway. Balley jumped. Scratched and bruised and shaken, he scrambled to his feet in the briars along the track. l!ie staggered up the road, pulled himself together, then hurried back s fast as his barked shins would let him. He came to the spot which he recos- nized as that where he had thrown off, the trunk. He saw the tramped and broken bushes and made for the road. He had not gone far when he saw, far down, Del Mar suddenly attacked and {thrown down, apparently by his own {chauffeur. Bafley ran forward, bt it was too late. The car had gone. As he came up to Del Mar lying out- stretched in the road, Del Mar was just recovering consciousneses. “What was the matter?’ “Was he a traitor?” He caught sight of the real cauffeur on the ground, stripped. Del Mar was furious. “No,” he swore, “it was that confounded gray friar again, I think. And he has the trunk, tgq!"” ‘o Speeding up the road, the former mas- querader and motoreyclist stopped at last. Eagerly he leaped out of Del Mar's car and dragged the tunk over the side, regardless of the enamel. It was the work of only a moment for him to break the lock with a pocket Jimmy. One after another he pulled out and shook the clothes untfl frocks and gowns and lingerie lay strewn all about, But there was not a thing in the trunk that even remotely resembled the tor- he asked. pedo model. Bhe stranger scowled. Where was it? (To Be Continued.) - DrBena F Bangy .SANATORIUM ool Tk This institution is the only one | in the central west with separate |\ buildings situated in their own ) ample grounds, yet entirely dis- tinct, and rendering it possible to classify cases. The one building being fitted for and devoted to the || treatment of non-contagious and || non-mental diseases, no others be- ing admitted; the other Rest Cot- tage being designed for and de- | wed to the exclusive treatment || of select mental cases requiring for a time watchful care and spe- cial nursing. 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