' t 1 ‘'Now,” concluded the Co lossus, *T must know who you are; I must know with whom I am dealing. This”—indicat ing the black mask—“may Impress those fools who were here Just now, but I—and you know it —am of a dif ferent type from them. Take that mask off and let me see your face.” There was a moment’s {dramatic silence. ‘ *'Fool!” The taunt sounded like the lash of a whip. ,Tho Colossus clapped a hand to his pocket, for it was plain that he expected him self to be covered. But the masked man had no weapon. He had only his Voice. ‘ You are a fool, Juhl. You would turn to bite the hand that feeds you! That shows your common clay. You would dare to threaten me—a man Who, by lifting a finger, could crush you! You have worked with me long enough to know bow I deal with traitors. You know that I do not kill them always, but have them removed to penal settlements Where they go almost mad trying to think out the means by which I sent them there. Do you want to go to Dart moor yourself, Juhl?” The Colossus seemed about to spring. "By God! You wouldn’t dare!” "Dare! What a fool you Are! If you weren’t a fool you would know that no liv ing man can successfully say ‘dare’ to me. Think of my record! Thing of what I have done during the short time that you have known me, and then—get on your knees, you dog, and beg my pardon!” The silence was so intense that both men could hear their watches ticking. The Kiri, who all this while had remained motionless and upeechless, crouched away #nto a corner like a beaten !ithmg before the basilisk Klare that came through the slits of the black mask. Then: "I am sorry,” said the Co lossus. He was cowed. "Who ever you are, I will always obey you.” It was an impres sive moment, and the girl broke the tenseness that fol lowed the words by uttering a short scream. "Don’t look like that,” she cried—don’t look like that.” ‘“It is my will to remain unknown,” said The King. The matter was settled. “There is Just one other thing,” said The King. "What about that young man who advertised his life?” “He also will come In use ful later on,” replied Juhl. He proceeded to describe In what manner, and the other podded. CHAPTER XI Margery Steers was living In o state of agonized sus pense. She felt that where ver she was a sword was hanging over her head, and that the slender thread which held it might snap at any moment. That ordeal at Rimini’s had been almost too painful to bear. Upon reporting for duty the morning after her return home, she had en deavored to make a plausible excuse for her absence. What ever he thought privately. Lord Belshaven had accepted the explanation without ques tion -The illness of your friend has evidently upset you con siderably, Miss Steers." he commented. “It will do you good to have a little mild ex citement. What do you say to lunching at Rimini’s to-day? I What could she say except to falter her thanks? Not for a single moment did she In tend to act treacherously to wards this great man who honored her so with his friendship, but it cut her to the heart not to be able to give him her confidence. Threatened as she was, feel ing that she had no alterna I tive, she yet hated herself for having lied to Lord Bel shaven. For a moment or so she pondered again over the advisability of telling this distinguished servant of the State the real reason of her absence from duty the day before; but then came the horrifying image of her father, his hands manacled, being thrust into a prison cell! No; she could not do it. She could only wait and pray that Providence might yet snatch her out of this abyss of terror. To have as one’s host at a fashionable restaurant one of the most distinguished states men of his day was an honor which Margery appreciated to the full, and the woman in her rose to the occasion. The old elasticity came back into her step,, and she held her small head proudly as she walked into the restaurant by the side of the peer. The gaiety of the stimulat ing scene, combined with the excellent food, banished for a time the grim spectre of worry. Halfway through the meal, a waiter informed her host that he was wanted on the telephone. With a few charming words of apology, Lord Belshaven rose. It was not until he had gone that Margery noticed the man sitting In the corner on the opposite side of the room. Immediately her heart commenced to beat a tattoo of fear. In spite of this man’s straightforward, open face, the sight of him brought back a very dreadful memory. It brought back all that she would have given many years of her life to have been able permanently to forget. It brought back the memory of the dreadful dwarf, and, worse still, the face of that huge man who boasted that he held both her father and herself in his power. She tried to rally her fail ing forces against Lord Bel shaven’s quick return. But her nerves, already cruelly tor tured. went back on her. So shaking became her hands that she was forced to put down her knife and fork—and j then she saw the man rise • from his seat and walk to ! wards her. Exactly what he said she did not know, neither was ■ she aware of the reply she made. All she was conscious of was the powerful desire that this man should go be fore Lord Belshaven re turned. His presence filled her with mingled dread and fear. He was an associate of the Colossus—he must be that, else why had he been in that house of suspicion? —and to attempt to explain his speaking to her was to risk having to tell everything to her host. She was vaguely conscious of a scene having occured— people at the surrounding tables had turned to stare— and then Lord Belshaven was bending over her, solici tude in his grave face. •‘My dear Miss Steers, I am awfully sorry that man should have so alarmed you. Do you know him by any chance?” She found herself saying. “No: he Is a stranger to me.” Lord Belshaven frowned. “The fellow said that he mistook you for some one Spinsters’ Reception Too Warm for Burglars Ocala. Va. —(UP)— When "Doc" Wright, 25, and Columbus Quuen Vrry, 22, tried to tweak into the kerne occupied by three elderly •Hipsters here, they received a •Mich warmer reception than they kad anticipated. Mia Annie Goad. 03. a cripple. •Hushed Wright on the head with an axe as he tried to enter a wtodow. The other sisters. 73 and •b respectively, put up such val hut resistance ttiat the men were frightened olf and later arrested, but not until they had used rocks and other missiles with such effect tbit the spinster’s dwelling was almost completely In ruins. -»» ■——■ ■■ Housewives Ask Police To Shut Off Rain Storm _ Greeley. Col. — tUP)— When it rained here recently, and flood waters started to flow into the basements of homes, Indignant Greeley housewives kept the tele phone at the uo Uce station busy, else. It seemed a thin enough excuse, but he certainly ap peared very apologetic. Please do not allow it to spoil your lunch.” Not only her lunch but the rest of the day. however, was spoiled for Margery. The sha dow had come back. Mixed with her fear during the days that followed was a curious feeling of reproach. Had she misjudged that man whose good-looking face was so straightforward. Certain ly the evidence was against j him, on the other hand, now I that she could reflect more j calmly, it was impossible to ; forget that not once but twice he, a perfect stranger, had gone out of his wray to offer her help. Why should I he have done this? On the second day after the incident at Rimini’s, a thought so fantastic as to seem unreal came to her. Could this man be the one to whom she had appealed for help over the telephone? In spite of the million and one chances against the pos sibilityv the strange idea still persisted in her mind. Why, she could not tell. And yet he was allied to that super-blackmailer . . . The more she thought about the situation, the more per plexing it became. Three more days passed. During this time she was al lowed to pursue her work un molested, and so resilient is the mind of youth that but for one incident the haunt ing terror would have receded further and further from her. She was snatching a hasty meal in a Parliament Street tea-shop, when a man who had been a constant visitor to her home before her mother’s death entered. He smiled, and sat down at her table, but seemed confused when starting a conversation. He appeared to be worried about something or other, and at last he blurted out in the manner of an awkward schoolboy: “I have ust seen your father, Margery; he looks dreadfully ill. Excuse me, but do you know what is worry ing him?” She hesitated for some moments. Then, a reply being inevitable, she said: “I saw father about a week ago. He told me then that some—some investments had turned out badly. I did what I could to help him—I should always be willing to do that —but father—” She could not say any more, and, excusing herself on the plea of having to re turn to her work, hurriedly left the place. That afternoon she was forced to work late, and it was not until seven o’clock that she reached her rooms. Her landlady met her in the hall. “There is a young lady waiting to see you, Miss Steers.” With her mind still occu pied with the work she had left behind, the words con veyed little to Margery until she opened the door of her sitting-room. Then realiza tion came back in a flood. The “young lady” waiting to greet her was the exotic girl who had lured her by a trick to the house of the Co lossus. “What are you doing here?” The words came to her lips instinctively. A light flashed in the girl’s brilliant eyes. “I have come to take you to my—uncle again. A car will call in five minutes. You are not going to be foolish, I hope?” Although Margery felt as • though her heart was being squeezed by a giant hand. , she forced herself to remain calm. “What is going to happen?” she asked; “what does your —uncle intend to do with me? Although I have said nothing to anyone about the other night, Lord Belshaven will certainly be alarmed if I dis appear a second time.” “You will not ‘disappear’ unless you attempt to be foolish. My uncle has certain instructions to give you; that is why I have to take you to him. Here is the car.” From outside came the sound of a soft and melodious motor horn. Margery rose wearily. “I must see my landlady,” she said, "and explain that—” "There is no reason why you should not return to night, providing, of course that you promise to obey my uncle.” Margery kept silent. She felt that whatever she .said would be merely so much waste of breath. An evil chance had thrust her into the power of these people, and there was an end of it. She submitted to being blindfolded, and the car was driven at a rapid pace. After what seemed a long time, but probably, she felt, was only a few minutes, the car stopped, she was taken by the arm, and led up a flight of stairs, and then found her self facing the man she feared. The Colossus wasted no time. “The moment has come, Miss Steers, for you to do me the service required,” he said. “Tomorrow night Lord Belshaven is giving a recep tion at his house, No. 66, Carlton House Terrace. He will have in his safe a copy of the new treaty with France. You are to obtain this, and take it to your rooms, where my niece will be waiting to receive it. The time-limit Is mid-night. Unless my niece has the document in her hands by that time, I shall reluctantly be forced to place certain information concern ing your father with Scotland Yard. That is all. Having re ceived your instructions, you will now be driven back to your rooms.” It was so futile to attempt to argue that she did not make the effort. She had a blessed respite of about thirty hours; something might—must —occur within that time to help her. Now all she wished was to get out of that evil presence and to be alone. Again she was blindfolded and led to the waiting car. Her companion, the girl Xavla, was silent throughout the return journey, and she parted from her in Peter Street without a word. Margery did not sleep at all that night. The fact that the blackmailer had changed his plans, and wanted her to obtain an important political document from her employer instead of private papers, brought no relief. One crime was as dastardly, if not more so. as the other. The dawn found her still turning restlessly. Before many more hours were passed she had to turn criminal In order to save her father from a felon’s fate. (TO BE CONTINUED) Basement Converted Intc Automobile Factory Chariton, la. —(UP)— The base ment in the Henry Swanson resi dence here has been converted into an automobile factory. Mr. Swanson and a neighbor. Lloyd Spiker. are tpanufacturing miniature cars, which have a chain drive, rubber tires holding 15 pounds of air, and a speed ca pacity of slightly more than 10 miles an hour. They will travel 75 miles on a gallon of gasoline. Parts of broken down Fords and washing machine motors are the most vital items in manufacturing the little automobiles, Swanson said. He paints the tiny racing car bodies in bright colors. Children are able to operate the motors easily, as Swanson has equipped each one thus far with a simple clutch pedal that can readily be operated by a child. LIBRARIAN BECOMES DEAN. Chapel Hill, N. C.—UP)—Dr. Louis Round Wilson, librarian of the Uni versity of North Carolina since 1901, recently left for the University of Chicago where he accepted a po sotion as dean of the Graduate Li brary school. I demanding the officers do some* ! thing about it. 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