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Long Sin and his Chinamen were no match for the police and were soon completely routed, the police striking furiously in all directions and clearing the room. Instantly, Kennedy thought of the fair object of all this melee. He rushed to the divan on which he had placed Elaine. She was slowly returning to consciousness. As she opened her eyes, for an instant, she gazed at Craig, then at Bennett.

I stepped forward to speak to her, but she almost ran past me without a word. "A nut," I remarked under my breath, pushing back my mask. I started to eat the ice 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.

Elaine recalled Peggy's fondness for the water, and Amy remarked that it was almost a relief to have Peggy behindhand for once, she had such a mania for looking out for everybody else.

Again I thought of the letter, and the vision that, no doubt, he saw of Elaine making her pathetic appeal for his help. As he heard my footstep in the hall, it must have recalled him for he snapped the book shut and moved over quickly to the retort. "Well," I exclaimed as I entered, "you are the early bird. Did you have any breakfast?" I tossed down the letters. He did not reply.

They talked about the comparative temperatures of New York and the Florida Keys, and about hedges of jasmine to shade the gallery from the evening sun. And after a while, Aunt Varina arose, explaining that she would prepare Elaine for her father's visit.

Kennedy jumped from the machine. "Here, take this gun, Walter," he said to me. "Don't take your eyes off the fellow keep him covered." Craig walked around the church, out of sight, until he came to a small vestry window and looked in. There was Elaine, sitting in a chair, and near her stood an elderly looking man in clerical garb, which to Craig's trained eye was quite evidently a disguise.

"Wonderful!" he admired. "I knew you'd approve of it," cried Elaine, much pleased. "Now I have something else to show you." She paused at the desk and from a drawer took out a portfolio of large photographs. They were very handsome photographs of herself. "Much more wonderful than the safe," remarked Craig earnestly. Then, hesitating and a trifle embarrassed, he added, "May I may I have one?"

"Well, we've got him," mused Kennedy, shaking his head sadly, adding, after a pause, "but he is dead." Elaine, who had followed us down, covered her eyes with her hands, and was sobbing convulsively. I thought she would faint, but Kennedy led her gently away into an upper room. As he placed her in an easy chair, he bent over her, soothingly.

I inquired, "to the falling of bullets and perhaps shells? We will now have the class in bandageing." The Corps drew lots as to who would be bandaged, there being no volunteers, as it was cold and necesary to remove Unaform etcetera. Elaine got number seven. The others then practiced on her, having a book to go by. I here add to this log Jane's report on William.

"Nurse, do as Fraülein asks," he ordered briefly. The nurse made no comment, but led her patient downstairs at once, found the telephone number of the laboratory at which Rivière had his research-bench, and called for the connection. "What do they say?" asked Elaine after a torturing wait. "They ask me to hold the line." Again a very long wait. "What do they say?" asked Elaine again.