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Updated: May 28, 2025
A yawning hole was blown in the very side of the submarine. One could see the water rush in. Inside, Del Mar and his men were now panic-stricken. Some of them desperately tried to plug the hole. But it was hopeless. Others fell, fainting, from the poisonous gases that were developed. Of them all, Del Mar's was the only cool head. He realized that all was over.
As he came stealthily out from under cover, Del Mar's man gazed down the stairway. He drew back at what he saw. Slowly he pulled a gun from his pocket, watching down the steps with tense interest. There he could see Elaine and myself wearily climbing toward the top, our backs toward him, as we covered the men in the cave.
What could the weddineers do? They saw their pretty bride carried away and away till she and the herons and the swans and the goshawk disappeared, and that very day Prince Florentine brought Earl Mar's daughter to the castle of the queen his mother, who took the spell off him and they lived happy ever afterwards.
I 'gun to think that both my own an' my mar's time wur come in airnest, for I hed no idee that the critter could iver swim to the other side, 'specially with me on her back, an' purticklarly as at that time these hyur ribs had a sight more griskin upon 'em than they hev now. "Wal, I wur about reckinin' up.
He's had a fine time running away," she replied. Del Mar was scarcely able to conceal his suspicion of her. Was she a clever actress, hiding her discovery, he wondered? Outside, on the lawn, Del Mar's men had been looking about, but had discovered nothing. They paused a moment to speak. "Look out!" whispered one of them. "There's some one coming." They dropped down in the shadow.
As we reached the narrow road by the stream, I rose up. As far as I could, back of me, I hurled the infernal machine. It fell. We received a shower of dirt and small stones, but the cover of the car protected us. Where the bomb landed, however, it cut a deep hole in the roadway. On came Del Mar's car, the driver frantically tugging at the emergency brake. But it was of no use.
Aunt Josephine continued to shake her head sagely in protest. But Elaine waved all her protestations aside and ran into the house to get ready for the visit. Half an hour later, two saddle horses were brought around to the front of Dodge Hall and Elaine and I sallied forth. Aunt Josephine was still protesting against our going to Del Mar's, but we had made up our minds to carry the thing through.
Del Mar was furious. "No," he swore, "it was that confounded gray friar again, I think. And he has the trunk, too!" Speeding up the road the former masquerader and motor-cyclist stopped at last. Eagerly he leaped out of Del Mar's car and dragged the trunk 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.
He knew the cold-blooded insincerity of them, for, at night, when he was brought to Del Mar's room, he heard only the cold brittle tones, sensed only the threat and the menace of the other's personality, felt, when touched by the other's hand, only a stiffness and sharpness of contact that was like to so much steel or wood in so far as all subtle tenderness of heart and spirit was absent.
Mrs. W called soon after. She is intent upon my acting Mlle. Mar's part in "Henri Trois." I can do nothing with any French part in Covent Garden.
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