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THE OSHAWA DAILY. TIMES, SATURDAY, AUGUST 18, 1928 { Miss Sdith Brown, preity sten- ogrenher, is lifted from her dull life of routine into a lang of adven- ture and romance by a chance bit of dictation which she takes down : from the lips of a man who says he 1s dying--Colonel Dessiiter, rencw- ned explorer. The next morning, when she starts to the bank to place her notes and other docu- meuts with which abe had been in- trusted in a safe-deposit box as In- structed, she is attacked by ruff- 14ns and saves her bag only becavse she had strapped it to her wrist, and By the timely intervention of a stranger. She safely deposits her papers and then successfully rebuffs an impostor reporter who comes to worm out information. She finds her acquaintance eagerly sought after by people of all sorts. One, a prominent Communist, Noel . Frankland, she likes least, although her chum, Frances Austin, does not snub his uncouth advances. How- ever, Frances finds a real admirer and Edith a partial confident !n a young Russian, who deseribes him- sed merely as "Paul' and invites the girls to the resturant where he and his parents eke out a bare liv- ing to whith he adds a pittance earned as a professional dancer. Then comes a mysterious invita. tion for Frances to a party from the Princess Strepaff with espec- fal instructions to "bring Miss Brown along." Arrived there, the reason for her invitation is soon ap- parent, She meets Mr, Pennington, M. P., who takes pains to argue Mtss Brown into disclosing her sec- ret for the best interests of the country, But she realizes that it's really the Communist Party for which he's pleading and rema obdurate, Finally she recognizes a personal ad in the Times as her summons again to meet Dessiter's agent in one of the government buildings where a certain John Glyde, cousin and executor of Des- sitor, produces her notes, which she had instructed the bank to de- liver to mo one but herself, and bids her transcribe them, 'When, her amazement, she finds the ebook pages blank, both realize that her documents have Leen tampered with, Then it dawns on Miss Brown that John Glyde is vone other than Dessiter himself. IM» death had been announced to throw his enemies off the track, and immediately he enlists her help to thwart any scheme to get her notes into the opponents' hands, It is disclosed that the enemy has an accomplice who exchanged her book in the bank vaults for a bogus one, Dessiter gives her instructions to get the real documents as soon as the bank opens next morning, but a mysterious warning from Eric Greatson, supposed to be in the op- ponents' camp, and an unusurl ae- cident delay her arrival and as she approaches the bank a great explos- fon wrecks the building and spreads havoe in all directions, Now Read Today's Installment of , This Intriguing Oppenkeim Story At a few minutes after 4 that aft- ernoon, Miss Brown, piloted hy the stalwart commissionaire who had fetched her, mounted to the topmost floor of the great building jn White- &all, climbed the final flight of stairs and was ushered into the stronghold which had become Des- siter's temporary home, He wel- comed her with a faint, mirthless smile, . "Nerves shaken up?" he inguf red, / dictated those few words, cold, uni Coy haven't been fseling™ very well," she admitted, "You see, I 'was near enough--" He checked her kindly, "I know all about it," he Inter- rupted, "It was a very terrible af- fair. Now, will you open that packet upon the table?" She gave a little ery, There it was, neatly tied up in brown paper, with a great red seal in one corner and a knot in the string which she re- membered perfectly well, She ent the fastenings at once with a pair of sciesors which he handed to her. 'A single glance was sufficient, My book!" she exclaimed, "The real one! The Jetters are bere, $00, in the pocket!" He nodded. "It was handed over to an agent of mine an hour ago," ho confided. "The vaults were almost nntouched. Do you feel like hearing exactly what did happen?" "Please." Ld "It appears that as soon ae the doors of the bank were opened, a man who had driven up in a taxi- cab entered, with a check in one hand and a black bag In the other, He set down fhe check upon the counter, stooped down and opened the black bag, and threw three hand bombs. 'There were seven clerks in the bank, four of whom were blown to pleces. The other three had marvelous escapes. "Outside, two of my men were killed, four or five passersby and a poy on 8 bicycle. A number of other people were injured. The bank clerk who must have been in league with our friends was one of those who were killed, "Barricades were put up around the building in a very short time, and a thorough Investigation made smong the debris. The vaults were our touched, and an hour ago -- r packet was handed over to a presentative of the Home Office." Miss Brown asked only one ques- Hana became of the man who threw the bombs?" "There wasn't enough left of him for identification," Dessiter replied dryly. 7 She drew off her gloves and fing- ered the book lovingly. "Before you start," he said, "I want one of the addresses I gave you," She opened out the list. He look- ed over her shoulder and nodded thoughttully, as he placed his fore- finger upon one. He crossed the room to the tele- Phone and spoke for several minut. os to an official at Scotland Yard. Then he returned to the table. Miss Brown had already removed her coat, hat and gloves and was seated before the typewriter, "Any coples?' she asked. "Two," he directed. "Don't hurry You're as safe here as in the vaults of the Bank of England." Miss Brown propped up her pook, glanced through the first few lines, pushed back a somewhat refractory coil of her silky brown hair, linger- ed for a moment with her hands poised over the keys and then start- ed upon her task. Soon her fingers became the pure- ly mechanical instroments of her skill, Once more she passed into the wonderful world which she had en- visaged so many times since that memorable night, She felt the am- aszing thrill of it, the palpitating re- cords of journeyfmgs undertaken un- der circumstances where escape from death seemed almost imposs- ible. One sentence in particular thrill. ed her again ag it had done at the first dictation: It was my wish to have taken Benskopf alive, as he was re- ported to be in possession of the whole Chinese prepaganda scheme bearing the official stamp of the Russian Govern- ment, and with special notes in the handwriting bf a high official directing -thut Great Britain should be considered the chief enemy of the move- ment. The woman, however, - with whom I had danceq a few minutes before was, as I had discovered then, armed, and Benskopf himself was drawing. I could have held him covered, but the woman would have dropped me, It was she who had killed the Frenchman, Mercier, who was reported to have committed suicide in the India House Hotel only the week before, I shot Benskopf taking care to kill, and disarm- ed the woman only just in time She tried the usual tae tics, and it took me an hour to manoeuver her to the cafe in the square behind where I had a member of the ~----~-- -police waiting, The woman was one of the most dangerous agents of the society, and I handed to 8ir B.,, our Minister, on the following morning proofs of her identity and complicity In a list of crimes which he duly presented to the government, Chiefly owing to the disorder in the city and to nrgen' re- presentations from Sir E., the woman was shot on the follow- | ing afternoon, 3 Miss Brown paused for a mom- ent, She looked out at the high, un curtained windows, so high that on ly the reflected glow of the city was visible in the ¢louds, and above, the stairs, | Those last few curt words which ther fingers had struck into typ haunted >», "The woman was sho! on the folowing afternoon." At hig desk, with his prafile turn ed to her? Dessiter was seated. She remembered his tone when he had emotional, with [1 faint wndornote of satisfaction as though with a task well accomplished. Miss Brown shuddered, She 'was doing her best to adapt herself to her new en- vironment, but these things were not of the world in which she had lived, "Getting on?" without looking up. 8he struck the keys once more, "Quite well," she answered, For an hour she worked with nimble obedient fingers, while the story of wonder and flores adven- tures fell into page after page of black type under her eyes. Then again her pace slackened and her eyes sought the vision in the murky sky: I had been directed to a house in a notorous quarter of Shanghai which I visited as ar- ranged, I imagined my disguise perfect, but the woman who lit my opium pipe was Fan-te-shi, famous throughout the distriet ag the sometime mistress of Kreslemn, the first secretary in Shanghal of the Internation- al League, I could see her watching me through her slits of eyes, and once, under pre- text of stroking my hand, she looked at my fingernails. When she got up to go I knew what purpose was in her mind, and I drew her back, I took her into my confidence, told her what she had already guessed. In the end she accepted a thousand taels and she intro- duced me to Kreslemn himself as 3 merchant of importance from an up-river siitlement. I announced myself as a reac- tionary Laving & son a student, and was invited to the meeting that night. It was there I first heard the propaganda expound- ed red hot. I gathered that after my departure-- which, owing to a chapes word I heard, was rather burried--my bons fides was questioned, and shortly efterwards Fan-te-shi disappeared. A Chinaman pass- ing through the mext street, who declared that he came Dessiter asked ), prt from the province which I had claimed, was found dead in the street the next morning. Cold words set down in sold black type. Not a syllable to add to their dramatic import, not a line to create background or atmosphere, yet. unimaginative Miss Brown seemed to see it all--the under- ground room with its sickening odors, the singsong vo'ces, the rus- tling of loose garments and the patter of soft feet, the suspjclous glances. Dessiter himsel?, threading his way through the labyrinths of the quarter seeking safety, with his hand underneath hls loosely flowing coat upon the butt of his automatic, listening for the foot- steps of the follower, knowing that any moment might come the flash of steel before his eyes. And the man accosted by two wayfarers, questioned about his business there, unlucky in his re- plies, lying on hig back a moment later with a knife in his chest, wondering with his passing breath, with true Oriental fatalism, whence and wherefore had come the death blow. "Going all right?" Dessiter asked again, And again Miss Brown nodded. Again she bent over her cabalistic signs and her fingers flashed under the green-shaded light. Back to Europe now, back to more sordid surroundings where tragedy moved unaccompanied by romance, There was one paragraph even here though full of vivid reality: The woman posing as a Prin- cess was everywhere received and her house was the rendez- vous of all Bucharest. She was in reality the mistress of a famous leader of the people, and was working entirely at his bidding, as I learned from letters which came into my possession, and which I passed on just in time to the Chiof of "I think I ought ta tell you," she said, after a moment's hesitation, "that there is one name I've notie- ed~--the name of a man 1 know." "Who ie it?" "Mr. Noel a 1 met him with a Mr, Eric Gfeataop." "How did you oome across them?" "The girl 1 share wy 'bed-sit- ting-room with came up from the country one night a few weeks ago," she confided. "She was very de- pressed and we dined together at the Cosmopolitan. These two men were opposite, and Mr. Frankland asked her to dance. Then his friend came over and spoke to me." "So you do that sort of thing?" he asked with brusque contempt. "I have mever done it before," she answered, the color rising in her cheeks, "neither, I believe, has my friend. She finds 17 life in the country very dull, and she want- ed very badly to dance. It was the night I met Mr. Paul, who is a pro- fessional dancer there and seem- ed to know who I was, and spoke to me apout you." "Paul is a dear, good fellow," Desgiter declared. "He was at Lom- bertson Square after you were there --the night I dled," he added, with a little chuckle, "I have 1othiang against young Greatson either, He has his convictions and he lives up to them. He ia one of those theorista who make an impossible cause seem possible untll it comes to putting it into practice. Frank- land, on the other hand, is a man to be mistrusted, He poses 1s being between the two sections of the party, but at heart he Is an extrem. ist, and unscrupulous." "There 1s something else which I must tell you," Miss Brown con. tinued. "This morning Mr, Great- son came to my rooms." "He visits you there?" Dessiter exclaimed abruptly. "He has never been near them before, Neither my friend nor 1 receive any visitors there, He came to beg me mot to go to the bank." "So he knew!' Dessiter mutter- ed. "That's news to me. I thought that what they call the action branch was supposed to run their business entirely apart from the general party." "I suppose he must have known," Mise Brown conceded reluctantly "I absolutely refused to change my plans. Then, while I was getting "Now will you open that packet She gave a little cry. "My book! -- om The real one!" Police, There is very little doubt that in another week or s0 she would have succeeded in her campaign. The cathed- ral and the royal palace would both have been blown up and with the armed mob of peas- ants once in the city the revolu- tion would have become an ac- complished fact, The so-called Princess shot herself when she realized that the police were at the door, The task was complete at last. There were twenty-nine sheets, a list of names, a list of addresses and a packet of letters. She pinned the former together with careful fing- ers while Dessiter came and stood over her, Two copies he folded up and lock- ed assy in the safe, together with the packet of letters, The third he placed in a long envelope, scribbed a few lines of inclosurs and care- fully sealed the flap, Then he spoke down the telephone, "In case any one should arrive for that envelope before you leave, Miss Brown," he sald, "it would be better for you not to appear to re- cognize him even if you do. There are times just now when it is dan- gerous for Mahomet to go to the mountain, so the mountain comes in from Downing Street. How much have you understood, I won- der, of what you have been trans- cribing?"' "I have understood a certain am- ount, of course," Miss Brown ad- mitted, "I am very ignorant, though, of politics and social ques- tions. Sometimes the papers seem to be trying to frighten us, but I have never believed--I don't think any ordinary person does really--that there was any real chance of a re- volution in this country." "I don't think there iz now," he agreed. "We shall strike first. On the other hand, I am able actually te prove what was really meant behind all this foreign propaganda. It is up to the government to act, of course. If they don't, they have only themselves to thank for what may happen." wv" v pepper 2h into the car, a man came up and stabbed the tire." "I heard of that," Dessiter flected, "It made us petween five and ten minutes late in starting. I suppose that is the only reason I wasn't blown to pieces." Her eyes met Dessiter"s For a man whose acquaintance with wo- men and their ways was scant, he wag swift to realize their faint gleam of reproach, He smiled at her very kindly, "Please don't believe that I have n's thought of that," he begged. "Your safety was my first question, my first thought," She flushed a little, pleased, "I suppose you thought I ought to have mentioned it directly you came in," he went on. "Well, it was there, where it should have been. The words were almost on my lips. Then I saw how perfectly self-com- posed you were, and TI left it. There's a fever about this work, you know!" "I know," she murmured, "#V | "80 young Greatson is an admir- er?" he continued after a moment's pause, "Isn't that what it is called in your world %*" "If he is he has mot menflones it," Miss Brown replied, "What fs it called in your world, Colones Dessiter?" | "How the devil do I know?" he. retorted testily, "You have a fair idea of what my life has been like during the last two or three years. Do you think there has been any time for pbilenderng in it?" Miss Brown considered the mat- ter composedly, "One can scarcely tell," she de- cided. "These are the records, I imagine, of your public work, mot of your private life." '"Tiboy are the records of both," absurdly he snapped. "This Fan-te-shl," Miss Sows. murmured, with her eyes upon the! ceiling. "She appears to have beer ' an acquaintance." "Of course she was. Women like | that are useful. One drinks with! them and flirts with them; gives them bombons and jewelry. Ocas- ionally one | learns what one wants from them "It a a little brutal to care for women only for what you can get opt of them," she remarked. the devil are you eross- questioning me for?" he demanded. Miss Brown was suddenly con- fused. When she came to think it] over she wag horrified at herself. ! She rose to her feet. she began. "git down," he interrupted. Miss Brown, notwithstanding Yer| | new humility, hesitated. She with. 'drew the hand she had stre'ched out for her coat, but she did not sit down. "Listen," he went on. "I've been wanting an opportunity to talk to! you, You're in this thing now. | I had to trust some one when Ij thought I was going to dle, and by| good luck it turned out to be you. Are you willing to stay in?" "Please explain," Miss Brown begged, with a little fluticr at her heart. | "As my secretary. I've got an off- cial department now, you know, and yours will be a semi-officlal ap-| pointment. Three hundred a year and your keep when we'ra traveling, pension if you stay long enough and compensation to your relatives it you get it in the neck like I nearly did. What are you Resttaiing about?" "I didn't like being sworn at, just now," Miss Brown ventured.' "You shouldn't have been so damned irritating, then," was the; blunt reply. | She had a retort ready, but It re- mained unuttered. There was a twinkle in his eyes, a curve at the corners ef his lips which seemed' suddenly to humanize her prospec- tive employer. Miss Brown felt! 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