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SORT RR RS OT Ce er ee ee vit naa a The Evening World Daily Magazine. Monday, March 1. 1915. a CHAPTER I. A Suspicion and a Warning. IB it? A—A! ‘The man, alone in the spoke to himeelf, He glanced quickly at his chart, and saw that the ship must be well within a hundred miles of Samar obs Island at that moment. troublesome archipelago. The man assured himself, therefore, that he must be wi wireless ¥ gunboat on patrol about those restless soutnern lands; telephone receiving drums, which brought him the si; from the Marconi detectors. The instruments before hi etrip Ly le er tape unrolled from the automatic record ] ‘was pricking its record in clearer dots and dash: ed rapidly ahead and ran further within the signalling stipe sone at communication of ai he adjusted his communication. “A—A again!” He loosened the drums from his eats, arose, and stretched himaelf languldty. But he made sure that his recorde® was working before he left the table, to stand beside the opened windows of the wireless cabin, which commanded a full view of th Reve sea, and of the yacht’s white wonder if ispecting us; or {d, half aloud, and shrugged his shoulders, He was a full-blooded, fair-haired, ht-featured, decide: j-built young man of thirty-thi or four; decidedly handsome, save when the self-consciousness in his smile’ marred his expression. Aside from the careful choice and cut of his Unen clothes, his bearing gave an impression of breeding and renne- ment. More conspicuously than this mere breéding, however, he showed a sense of power and progressiveness— qualities which already had brought this young Etherington Pinckney al- most international reputation, years before, George the great gunmaker and ordnance expert, popularly known as “the American Krupp"—had ) hid him as his private secre' ty Pinckney was being taken @ guest by Mr. Durant and bis daug! ter upon their private yacht to the Philippines, to advise with hi: plows: and with the board of officer: then in Manila, upon the proper arm- ament and protection of those islands. For already he had won from Mr. Durant his position as trusted mana- [bed the great Durant gun works In syivania, and had followed in the steps of his famous employer, so that ized as the greatest ber tary still but man had shown in various he considered apparent; and, Durant'’s death encouraged Pinckney in his attentions ‘to bia only child, his daughter Frances. Buch marked preference as thie—to be ig the company of Mr. Durant and hid daughter for twenty-five days on the trip to the Philippines, not count- ing the stop at Guam—promised great things, of course; but even to be the quest of a multi-millionaire was hard indeed, and often embarrassing, to a articularly young man atill on salary. But even @ young man on salary could not wait for his employer to take him into the firm, or to become his father-in-' in order to relieve his threatening embarrassment! Pinckney was smiling confidently to himself over this, he shot hie quickly over the yacht's decks is both directions. On the bridge overhead he heard she steady and undisturbed tread of ‘Adrian, the skipper. The sailors for- ward were busy scrubbing the dec! ing th Durant and Frances talking together, und which protected sun. Btherington turned back to his wire- lees call—in far resonators. “Btill gending the gene: code,” he mut red, as he | the navy examined the tape. “And getting no newer! So there's no one else in eommunication—or caring to answer! It might almost seem he is expecting ‘ws; and I might”—— He stopped, and glanced again in Beth directions down the deck before he took his seat. He knew that even the sailors burnishing the brass- cabin could do' out, in the silence of the hissing of an answering spark. “ft might send him chasing some- gazed out on t! ua immer sea, stretching to th herizon all about; but just beyond that blue skyline over the bow, he know, there lay the first of the fifteen red islands and islets of the Philippines, “However, he's stopped calling now; besides, this is the better w A stooped suddenly, tore off the he which recorded the repeated it quickly in bis induction co! led between the nearest upon th i “Well, Wireless Professor Ethering- @on Pinckney Frances Durant's teasing voice greeted him. “Are you ready for me now—Echerington?” Bhe sstepped into the cabin and puck- ered her brows at the Instruments which he was adjust! “I, ready for you, man Bron. laughing, and met her Baired, matural fal ad and throat had assumed a thy tan in the long hours spent Feckleasly out in the-sun and wind Grithour vell or parasol; ‘was still ly capable, as she often ghowed, of glowing pink and rose-red through that smooth olive brown, as Der color rose with her perfect health ang soltite. e only child of parents who had .for many children, she had gbliged to learn from babyhood | to mrve in some ways as a son to her father, while still careful to be a day . She bad taken en- Now I see! sighted by a ship from America making for the lower islands The man ran the er or cruiser etill sending out the it the mavy code call for any ship in ie to do It; #0 That's the call in the navy code!” wireless cabin of the yacht Irveesa, Samar is the first of the Philippines our patra anne ine fingers. “Some ral call—no eignal, communication.” ebdtanes eager to take up wiretes: as A novel ai comment, east cai & previous trip, which took hi father to ‘Australia. she hi ah ees | to learn under the tuition of their But as Pinckney bad hired operator, expressed a wish to teach her on regular this voyage, they had man behind. . eit ol ‘Am I ready for you? That's a good way of putting it! You're tat again—ob, @ disgracefully late seholar t 1 But I'm afraid I'll “Oh, I see. There's no spark.” The girl satisfied herself by pressing the deadened key and running her hand swiftly over the other part: ‘But 1 don't see that you're so sorry, prof. sor! I told father, when you got him to leave Harry behind, that you would get tired long before we reached th Philippine: But I must be fair and ea hye you" stuck to stupid scholar longer than I ex ed. We sight the Philippines to-morrow et don't And this is the time ou've hi breakdown!" iad to plead a ling over thi of the coils, had begun to feel inee pertly in the vicinity of the coherer. ‘The current isn’t shut off, you papal Serene e mewhere. Yor shock! inte hand and took hers wa fix it—aft taunted him. “But T a ll practise sending with the £°. my dead, anyway,’ 3 bat islet itd pina to pique him, for she realised that, for he did not want her’ there that morn, jesides, I didn’t come to see entirely about wireless, Etheringvon. nee oa you about this going sou ret—to Bi Beane to Bagol before “Well, what about it?” ‘Father has just told be we were going there first—to Bagol. nd he sald I couldn't land! And, except for tl wires at Cams I've been shut up on orrid little boi rs egret at for twenty. pes at's ri ow right? And exactly where is this Bagol that I can’t land upon?” “It's not pacified; there's almost al- some trouble there, It's north of Mindanao and below Samar—where 2 ov Sea comes in, Anything 0" n't answered me. I asked why do you want to go there first? Father says you asked him last night changed our course, and are going straight for Bagol pow ingged of up around Luson." Tl land!" “You can't, Frances! It isn't safe.” “But you're going to!” “I can—with @ guard, You can't. Lam not going to let even your father But 1 must.” gold claims they Don't you re- member my speaking to your father about it at the tim “Of course 1 remember—that funny Filipino who came to you at Guam. But | thought father meant he'd take you there after Manila. If you're not gure it's safe, why don't you find out at Manila, firat? Besides, you know I want to go to Manila—or any place where I can “I'm sorry, Frances. But, you see, at the same time I heard about gold they told us that the troubles in Hagol were likely to become more seri- Gui So, when your father ere talking it over last night, @ decided that it might be too late to look over the ground even with a guard, unless we went at once.” “But aren't there always soldiers there?” “Not in the part we want to see. There's only"——~ Vnat, ktterington?” ust @ gunboat patrol—the San Tuan, @ little pot of @ cruiser we cap- tured from the Spanish and convert- ‘Then’—the girl, tired of playing with the dead key, arose least try to reach San Jual find out about your gol befol land—if it isn't safe for fath the rub In this breakdown with the wireless, Frances,” returned Pinckney boldly, watching her cau- tlously she fumbled with the coils. “Of course, with the wireless, we could have the San Juan in two min- te probably the San Jui an installation, a! ur father expect us?’ the subject abruptly, opened the door, and stood back for her to pass. ‘Oh, I don’t give up so soon! If I'm going to let explored again between the coll certainly must try for that cruiser first and asked whether—Why, what's this?” Her fingers had found the un- twisted plug. “Nothing! I've been screwing that up and down all morning to get ad- Justment. “Etherington"—she faced him sud- denly—"why don't yeu want me to use the wireless this morning? Why, is—is there any one in communication whom .you don't want to talk to?” “Oh, the ways of @ woman's mind!” laughed. “Gave me from The Bigger Gun! Nag them! I told you the thing ts out of order; and I said I think we should ur father. Coming?” ing!" The an hesitated, and then hurried past him. He fol- lowed her until they reached Mr, Dur- ant at the stern, “My dear!" Her father put his arm about her affectionately. “And- Etherington! 1 was just waiti Poot 4 something that occurred to me about the new Government gune— the Rheinstrum rogaities, you know. the Draw up a chair and sit down. No, Frances, my dear, you needn't wait.” Almost before she was dismissed, the girl had slipped down the com- panionway to her cabin. Thus con- cealed from the two in the stern, she was goon jn the wireless room her fi finding the loosened plug from — pent dbeeyt i arr taken away. She tw: it tight, with some aiffoulty, Salling mischievoualy, she pressed down the key, and heard the soft, rasping hiss as the power- full blue spark leaped again across the gap, and the current rushed up the wires to spread the signalling waves out over the sea in every di- rection. “As-eh! Ash! A-e-ashi" She @tarted the volley of the general call in the general code, and felt, with a tingte of blood to her cheeks, that her signal was flying far, far beyond that empty horigon which ri about, and was finding—what Pinck- led to prevent her from A-asp:” ahe ington helpless. She repeated the call rapidly, and ieee her fingers from the keys to ten. “Tap! Ta-ap! Tap!" She fancied ehe heard an answering tremble in the receptors. Her quivering fi ressed back the wavy brown hair rom her ears, as she adjusted the telephone receiving drums of the Mar- con! detector. ‘Oh! So there was—t! o1 within communicat! She trembled excitedly as she ma: out the answer clearly: “U. 8. United States sbip San—Juan! Samar. What is that? Ob, of course; that means ‘ wiedge call,’ and ac who we ars. Mer & nea “Irvessa, yacht, r fingers flown to the key. “Mr. George Durant, Pennsylv the Phillippines! she answered. “Welcome, Mr. Durant!” came the answer, and then, after @ pause, “heard were coming to Philippines, but scarcely expected visit within communication zone. Can we be of any service?” found 1 ees “Frances!” A sharp cry made her snatch her hand away from the key. “What are you doing? Pinckney stood before her, glowering as she arose with flaming face to meet him. “I have been trying to find out why you untwisted egy aa and did not want me to use the wireless this morning!" been talking “Whom have you with?” he demanded, scarcely able as he picked up to contain himself, record tape which showed what she had received. “With the United States cruiser San Juan—the guard boat, as I be- Neve you told me yourself a little while ago, about Samar, Bagol and Mindanao. I have been talking more particul: , a8 I gee you are reading from the tape. for yourself, Lieut. Sommers. He had heard about ‘us, and .was-signal to find us this moraing. Now, why didn’t you want me to aij the San Juan, or let him know we are going to Bagol before Manila?” “Did you tell Bim that, Frances?” “No! But why shouldn't 17 And why didn’t you want me to use the current this morning?” “Tl! tell you now.” recovered and com; finished reading the tape, and laid it down, “He told you he was calling earlier this morning. Well, he was!" Pinckney pull out the crumpled tape which he had put into ped his pocket, and showed it to the girl before 5 he tore it to pieces, “But at Guam, where they told us about those was warned against this “Warned inst him??” “Yes. Hee is a blacksuard, who would be out of the odvy now but for his influence and friends—who were just able to keep him from be- ing disgraced by having him ma- rooned down here on this pot of a gunboat on the Bagol patrol. I was warned that he would make every effort to meot us if he found us, and that he would make some sort of a gallery play to get in with us—par- ticularly if he found that you were Frances. So I didn't an- and, as he might very ing: T tried to prevent you from even communicating with him by wireless, as well as I could. “Now, about Bagol. I know that it te still ‘safe enough for me to land there with a sallor or two for escort. But I knew that if I told this fellow we were going there, he would insist upon escorting us, for the purpose of meeting you. “L want to apologize, Frances, for my manner in coming here; but I had taken some trouble to spare you the y}. annoyance of having to acknowledge Please excuse poor ing and bing you!” In ber con- fusion she had forgotten her first pur- pose in calling. “Thank you for letting know you are in our department, Miss Du- rant.” The answer spelled itself steadily back to the girl, aa she bent almost breathlessly forward to listen for the reply from that unseen little ship, guarding those first islands far beyond the rim of the horizon. “Ad- vise tf can do anything.” The com- munication was now more personal, ‘T am one apologize stupid sending. But, you see"—the little taps wer talking to her—“government not detail special operators for third class converted cruisers.” “Who are you? I mean, you eend- ing?” Frances found her Angers sig- nalling, as she colored furiously. “T beg pardon, Lieutenant Som- mers, Heutenant commander San Juan, Transport Mongolian, bring- ing troops to Mindanao, wirelessed me last week Mr, Durant leaving Guam on yacht. On chance you might be visiting southern islands be- fore Manila, was signalling for you this morning. ere are you bound” “For Manila, Neutenant—San Juan,” ‘The girl had recollected herself. “But before going to Manila we want to go and at B’—— th's man, I'm sorry. “Of course I can't know, Ethering- ton,” said the girl slowly, “what kind of man he may be—or anything about him, But—you sald just now he might tell from my sending that I was a girl, I wonder if I mightn’t tell tr: hie—well, maybe a little bit about the way he is. y, I knew, before he told me, that he wasn't a regular oper- ator. » somehow, I think, you or those people at Guam who warned you of him must have—have made @ mis- take. I ehall go to father now.” She moved toward the door. "Thank you, of course, for anything you have tried to save me.” The man stood back as the girl wed him. He sald nothing more hen, and neither spoke of it again that day. But Frances found herself thinking, for the first time in her nd had lied to F IRANCES DURANT awoke “Beven!" Bhe counted the _ CHAPTER Il. The Fight for Gold. with a start at half-past three o'clock the next morn- ing. Glanging strokes of the ship's bell which announced the hour. She arose, et Bot ait , w York Krening ’ and, throwing back the curtain from the porthole of her cabin, stared ques- tioningly into the dull, Impenetrable blackness of the tropic night. “Oh—we've stopped!" she exclaim- ed, as ehe recognized that the floor and sides and ceiling of the cabin had ceased shaking and vibrating with the turn of the turbines The ship was sliding easily, now, over smoother water. “And the engines are reversing!” The cabin shook suddenly again; but, instead of pushing ahead, seemed to tremble and tug against momentum, “But we've stopped again!” Every- thing became steady and still. She listened to the rattle and run of chains at the bow. Then followed a heavy, plumping splash. “And now we're anchored—in Bago! Bay.” “Anchored, air, on a fair bottom in four fathoms!" She heard the quar- termaster’s hail as ehe climbed into her bunk again. “Very good! The light anchor will do, Let her swing with the tid The answer came back, guardedly, in Pinckney’s voice. “Etherington! Why, he's stayed up till now—half-past three—to see the anchoring! Something strange, sure- ly, tbout these Bagol gold claims which that Filipino tried to sell bim at Guam! Why—” Bhe lay back in the dark, to pussle out with herself the quick succession of questions which her alert young mind pre- wented. But they we hard to answer. From the time she was @ very little girl—and particularly in these years following her mother's death—Frances had been, even in many business as- eociations, the constant companion of #! her lonely father. ciation, bi men were to @ very great degree, bis daughter's mind, But Frances was just begin- ning to realize how very great a part her comradeship with her father had a a4 choice of friends, in such ap asso- for instance, From the first she bad naturally, un- questioningly, almost unconsciously followed her father's habit of never doubting, or even inquiring; but al- ways approving aod admiring this clever and trusted youog man, As Frances watched his career and saw him successively supplanting and distancing all other competitors for her father’s confidence, it was almost Inevitable that he should have gained, a@t the same time, a prior claim to her consideration, For not only did Etherington himself believe this, but even her father clearly counted it as the natural and right thing. So Frances had allowed herself to fall in with this point of view quite unconsciously; at least, she had not consciously avoided it, But now she had been having @ most exceptional opportunity to observe thi where ired master, and, amour of bis intri- rations, which she could not understand, she was able tu timate the man as he was. And, as she saw him now, what was he really to her? She could not tell as yet, she must admit to ber- self, Many things puzzled ber; but little had happened as yet. He had made ber angry when, to Insure bis chance of getting at those Bagol gold claims, he had to let him land and keep b shut up on the yacht, But th annoyance had passed at once Into the bigger puzgle of—-what? Bhe did not know, Eight bells struck—four o'clock In the morning. The ha'l and answer of Captain Adrian and the soft shuffling of the changing watoh aroused her momentarily. o next thing she re- hie seat NEXT WEEK'S HL By RANDAL Author of brought tne coffee and role, “T mean, I ain't afraid of ashore, one way or the othe ae ae ah what ashore, This what you see Pinckney’s orders. I don't know what he might be providing against; for be hasn't told me anything of his plans, He's just given me his nd I'm just obeying them.” "tun tand!” per wi fronted by dictation from her father’s guest, “I don’t quite see, if Mr. Pinok- ney was #0 afraid of trouble that be pete all this to help him out, why @ didn't take more men with him at first. He certainly could have taken more, considering the extra crew he engaged for father at Guam.” “That's the thing I don't well un- derstand, Mise Frances. He's taken all those men he hired there; and”-— “What, Adrian?” “Why, Mise Fra: secret he wi after that gold, it's take me or one of tl tes, though we all volunteered to with him; but it’s queerer that, of all the men he took, only fa ate Stone ge some. lar crew, and they're the stupidest men on ship. That : an smoking there on the beach is one.” The skip- per pointed aggrievedly. “And all but one of the others, an d pistols which they took ju eee here, Miss Frances, shipped at Guam.” ¢"But what has father told you about this, captain?” “I don't believe your father, miss, knows any more about this than I do. Mr. Pinckney was talking to him late night before last; and Mr. Durant to carry out any of Mr. orders like hi Bo a been doing, But one more struck me, th! me ‘hat, Captain?” “Nothing, Miss Frances; only it’s struck me more than once, since he told me so suddenly to steer for Bagol, if be—Mr. Pinckney—had ever meant to go to Manila first, why did he ship these men and things at But—thank ye again, Miss ok! recollected hi th id of his sus- picion after he had expressed it. He arone hurriedly, excused himecif and returned to the bridge. it was still an hour before her father would be awake; so she tried to piece her jueer he wouldn't eo mal bered was the sharp clangor ef bells, two hours later, The rattle of boat blocks and davits, the jingling and ring of metal, startle the girl's strained ears. Then fol- lowed si we thude upon the decks; the tum! of men into a boat, the fumble of oars alo! and the muttering of the hands as they pushed from the yacht's side. Frances sprang up, a in the night, and threw back the curtains from her port; but a smothering, da: and smoky grayness clouded the glass. Ten minutes later, as she came out on deck, the day—bright, glaring day, with its burning sun already over- bead—lay spread all about, Beneath the gli: ones bows of the anchored yacht the Sulu Sea, limpid and lukewarm, lay like @ lagoon; and beyond, the white beaches of thi bay bounded thickets of tall trees, which reached almost to the water front. Skirting that shining shore for a convenient sandspit to land upon, the boat which had left the yacht’s side a few moments before was now turned broadside to the girl's gaze. Bhe could count the men in it. Six sailors pulled at the oars, and threo others, besides the man steering, sat in the stern, From ra these the tall khaki-clad figure of Etherington Pinckney stood out clearly. Frances stepped swiftly back to h cabin for her Mangala When 2! @iasees, she saw that the men were already Janding and mooring the boat againat the slow slip of the tide, Each man a rifle slung over bie shoulder, Pinckney bad the brown holater of a service revolver strapped ir i and it ter a al ey apparen' reconnoltering of a rude path which Frances now perceived through the tangle of vegetation the ten start: inland and vanished silently into the Jungle. Frances turned to find her fathe id demand ap explanation of this ge behavior; but she recollected that it must be quite two hours be- fore he would be strained herself im; fore, and stood at rail watching the br under the trees through which the men had disappeared. Soon a single sailor came down to the, be in full sight of the yacht, seated himeelf under one of the trees near the boat, and sat smoking quietly. Clearly he had been sent back by Pinckney to act as @ guard, to keep return communications open and to signal for aid from the yacht, should anything go wrong. That this was so became evident when he waved an arm to attract attention, Frances, lifting her glance quickly to the I vesni bridge, caught the ackno edging gesture of Adrian, the seer r drian, after he had satisfied him. welf as to the disposition of the forces upon the shore, was descending to the deck. “Oh, Captain!" Frances turned im- pulaively to the big seaman. “Father Ig still asleep; it's so early. But Iam going to have breakfast brought out here under the awning forward. You" been up all night; would: you like to have some coffee here with me before turnii Lia “I should Mise Frances, thank ye! But ¢! ‘ll be no turning in for me afterward.” “But haven't you been up all night? And aren't we anchored now?” asked the “Oh, 1 didn't would kee you see?’ He pointed eloquently to a long lifeboat near at hand. “Oh, I see!" cried the girl, as she followed bis indication; for she that, though the remaining boat had not been lowered from its davits, yet the ropes had all been loosened; that the canvas co’ had been removed, and that a doz une and cartridge belts and revolvere lay ready upon the seats. “You're afraid of trouble for Mr, Pinckney, captain?” “Not exactly, Mise Frances.” The skipper aettied himself comfortably in opposite the girl ae 0 steward Bhe co: ntly, there- that navigating mé up, Miss Frances, But 4. pui together by herself. Even before they left home she had been conscious of a certain strange- ness in Etherington’s actions. But loular strangeness to have started at Guam, when the Filipino came to told him of the gold claims which certain of the refractory chiefs of Bagol were anxious to sell out. The man had said that the maki f the arrangements might involve some risks; but, ag the venture promised t profit, Pinckney had jeave at least to look over the It had seemed natural talked it over with her fathe: he should wish to go there at onc but then, if he had not planned t! from the first, why had hi those extra men and arms And then, why had he acted so queer- ly in the wireless room on the pre- vious day? Why had he told that strange story of the San to stop her communication American gunboat? A eudden fegitctiea caused Ly to arise and ma’ er way to the wire- leas cabin. She touched the key; but the coils, she found, did not reepond. She wprang down to the dyname room just below, and saw quickly that the . Current for the Marconi apparatus above waa being properly provided. She hastened back to the resonator, and, recalling the plug which had beep foonened the morning before, felt for it and found that it had been acrewed out and remo’ Her eyes sought the locker where Etherington kept his tools and a few private trifes, Tak: ing @ paper cutter from the table she thrust the blade above the lock and forced the catch. The first thing her fumbling encountered was the missing a She snatched it up, ecrowed it in! place between the coils before a and sat back a moment in breathless triumph. “Tap—ta-a-ap—tap!" The rece! ere before her rang out at once, “I vesea! Mr. Durant. Irvessa!™ “It is the same day!” Frances récogn! ately. She held her receivers to her éara, the better to make out the firm sending which had thrilled her eo strangely the day bef h—ash—cr The colle behind her crackled and sent back th call, “Yacht Irvesea, Mr, Durant, ac: lected that the other operator had not yet identified himself. As surely as could know his sending, ne he must now recognize hers, too. “Irveasa!” The anawer flashed back impersonally, “Instructions received via Mongolian extend courtesies to Mr. Durant in case visiting southern island, and escort if wished. During communication erday suddenly lost you. Did accident occur?” “No accident,” the girl spelled back quickly. “Merely prevented from us- ing wireless, What did you think might have happened?” “Hoped merely wireless but several straits and tween Islands poorly chai 5 possible trouble. You are apparently r our station about Bagol recently unsafe, from eart! turbance, please inform appreciate privilege escorting him about these islands. Will you send nt ition T* ‘hank you. We ere’—— In her tion Frances began send- ea, ing ber acknowl warning which Ve en her the ni; before, she took hand from the how, the warning had not to her, and she had re- 1 WOYAGE i DORA SABE nees, no matter how i to keep his going all their rifles He ew found COMPLETE NOVEL TOE EVENS WORLD | L PARRISH THE RAD MIST.” She cabin. erces, Ley - But as the ii en was demanding. PI Imperative" The grr a operator Day? ai sending the acknow! it, pardon, brew Durant. recogn: your yesterday. Will call your regular operator: “Why do you want another—! Sommers?” The girl fashed back recognition of bim boldly and piclously, as she hoped be would sist oT urse “Wish to talk to a man—that te all,” was the answer. “Bo call ular operator and whoever ia charge yacht. ‘Have ae regular operator,” but yout” was the man tn charge yac! also in charge “Call bim, then, at once!” ashore.” “He has teed ie home Sera @ refrain “Mise Durant, tell me—at omoel’ ‘The tapping continued with scarcely a break | you anchored in a off Bagol? How many have Why? For what point? For safety and safety of those send me this at once with sition!” But the girl, as she took Gown Gemands, enly eat back fushed and trembling. “Operator!” the insistent rons it. “It aa pot Caged I wilt cive a0 Farther annoya' but if hored gol some there, my duty your answer and this sh! Hodes yo ¢ he would <n the girl hereelf, emiling at this officer's helplessness, as she meaningiessly u; her key. “Operator!” again as soon “Warn at your wafety of all some once!” Frances atinately. ing glance j ; sf here!” Frances could not ragiq her ‘tai jay rot board comment f Juan's com- YOU ae famedintely ky ry shore, if au of began With and men. MI lifeboat as it aplasbed Capt. Adrian and mate, jumped after gare caught the wi es é F it ward @ shots Li 3; from ai chareve they they scat again into the rattle Pinokney’s the alarm denly without ‘water rrying ped od oh th one and dise! thelr carbines at the ewimmer. mi #1 ato fled back into wounded; but the fring inland the louder. “Frances!” Mr. Durant, in his ing gown, shaking and half “Oh, father! Exherington—he want “Oh, father jeringt ashore with nine men this morn! look at those mines, and he’s attacked! Oh, they're shooting t) Beer them, father! aes AGO and ‘arner have gone wi the twenty more, father!” nr “I gee—I ace!" The olf grasped the situation. “But you, dea: my girl! Nichols!” called to the fret mate. safe here?” saluted respectfully st with ge mie nic hts 'm afraid, sir, “our are—mayn't be m0 wipers. they're en: safe enough, sir—I They'd hardly be mad enough to attack us in the boats, they may try to pot us woods.” little tape which came to her, that fy the man was—wel here he wa: “We are not navigatin, Ad abe paged coolly, von ne oer rene you. We are ancl ‘will not trouble you further.” toward the campantonway, “No, father, no!* She against him. “T muat cried Lopes’ ts orien sowens ' boat. At his heels sppearea‘it half-clad natives, weir Ligeti : i i lle fina | “ne war 2 i pe “i T ghia collected’ and ‘cool foued herself inting at a series dota wnlch suddent a ‘ ? i ve nie sa