4V' -4 'K e WT BBNIN6 LEEpkllABELPHy; THURSDAY, AUGUST, 23, 1017 FATHB 4yt'r A parent can do more to decide a girl's mind in favor of one of two suitors if he hoi,! PS?S3?nn fho one in uniform and characterizes the other as a coward. SS if he uncompromisingly opposes the latter. coward, than. By LECHMERE WORRALL AND J. E. HAROLD TERRY Akinriocent-Looking Woman About Fifty Years Old Sat ,v Quietly Sketching the Beautiful Sea View and the ,T J Picturesque Hjarbor of Sea Crest While England Pre ft - pared for War . 'jteu Than Three Years Later Other Apparently Undesign- fa ing People Drew the Harbor Defenses of the United States and Watched the American Forces Put Out to Sea (Coprrltht by Edward J. Clods.) BNTOrai3 Tha story epns In tha Wtst Crest Prtvata katal In in Enili.h seacoast town whan Kncland h hn at war enn monin. W$- KANDKRSOV. th proprietress; her son, CHABLEH 8ANHKKSON. serYlmrln the Unit flab Admiralty: hi. ilauMr.MM,I.Y.nln?tn CMRINTOrilKR I1KKNT. Molly jTlancei MRS. MIRIAM I.KK, a widow ot thlrty-nvj. the KtSit rrlyli MWH MYKTI.K. a "PlnJ;ri nLAULKlN 8CIIBOEDEU. a colorless little German woman, clalmin twenty ycara of KiHlsh natu7alliatlon! I'KVNICUIK. ft younj English soldier, anit FRIT, a servant In the home, are theientlro occupanta of the hotel. Brent la looked upon hy. all tho other", axceptlnc Molly and Mra. le. !,'" Sponsible Idiot. A young- Enalliih girl, an ysterlcal enthusiast, breaks In on thy hotel party on mornlne. carrying; a basket of white feathers, one of which she la Bolnit to present to every man ahe meets who has not enlisted. She gives one to Drent when ho says he la not olnsT to enlKti but his reasons aro vaaun and evasive, Molly cringes under the disfavor Brent thus brines down upon himself for what her father ralla cowardice. Ilo tries to nam Molly's confidence without telling- her every thin, but partly because of her doubts ana ven mora because of his seeming flirtation With Miriam Lee. she wavers ...,. ,, The reason why Ilrent cannot tell Molly all ahe wants to know la that ho and Miriam nro tents of the Jlrltlsh Government. Their usplclons that nil la not well at Heft Crest are subatantlated when lirent discovers r wireless hidden In back of the llreplnco of the 11 vine room. After aettlne a raefiam that a U-boat Is waiting In tho harbor ho cripples the. Marconi outfit. When Sanderson, his mother and Frits And what has been dona they lay their plyns to discover who Is the spy In the house. Mr. Pollack Is tho one suspected. . The ffuests are cathcred on tho vernnda for afternoon tea. Father Takes a Stand It. POLLOCK pulled himself together. "My dear Jlrs. Lee," ho began, "there Is nobody, I assure you, nobody who would offer himself to his country moro readily than I should If It were only possible. But unfortunately I havo great responsibilities of a private naturo which, even If, as you so kindly Imply, I could pass for a younger man than I am, would not permit mo to Well, to risk my life on tho battlefield." "You are prepared to give mo details ot tfioso responsibilities?" persisted Jlrs. Leo. "My dear madam!" began Mr. Pollock, srenulnely Indignant, "Don't . think mo Impertinent," said Miriam. "I didn't expect ou would bo nblo to tell me. I only Just wanted to bring home to you tho fact that there aro nulto a number of men, besides yourself, who h.io responsibilities which they cannot reveal to th,e world, but which aro moro than sufll- cient to justify them In staying nt homo." She spoke quietly, but with an nlmosf pas alonate conviction which must havo struck on her own ears, for she suddenly gave a little laugh. "Ah, woll, wo are being very serious over nothing at all," sho said. "What havo you been doing with yourself all this afternoon, Mr. Pennlculk? You aro our chief source of Interest, you know. I M havo been admiring your uniform all tea time." "Now you ore making fun of me, Mrs. Lee," protested Pennlculk. "Though per haps It doesn't look so bad when I'm sitting down. Tho coat's much too short. Must havo been mado for a much smaller chap than mo. Still. It's better than nothing. I feel moro businesslike." "It pokes horribly In tho back," said Molly, tugging at It a sho spoke and then giving llttlo pats to try to mako It set right over hli chest nnd shoulders, a proceeding of which sho hoped notlco wni taken through a certain eyeglass on tho other sldo of tho veranda. "Walk away from me, Porcy" com manded Molly In tho best dressmaker's manner, "and let mo see the effect." Ilo obeyed, turning round nt the end of tho veranda', whero a curtain of Virginia creeper, turned to flamo, hung from tho edgo of tho roof to tho veranda rail. Molly went after him and gao h!s coat a few moro llttlo settling tugs. Mr. Pollock watched them, veil pleased, out of tho corner of his eye. Brent, apparently unperturbed, glanced through his cjeglas", and when Miriam rose nnd strolled on to tho lawn ho vent after her. Mr. Pollock gazed nt tho backs of Brent and his companion as they stood absorbed In a low-toned comcrsatlon, with growing Indignation on his expresslvo countenance. Ho now rose, abandoning Miss Myrtlo's conversation In midair, bo to speak, nnd strodo oer to whero his daughter and Percy wero standing. "Really, that fellow Brent has no sense of decency or shamo whatever," ho an nounced. "Ills brazen effrontery about tho whlto feather nt tea la nearly equaled by Mrs. Leo. Cross questioning mo lllto that, Indeed 1 and now look at 'cm 1 Might havo known each other for years I An outrageous flirtation, I fait It." "Chris found ho knew her husband In South Africa," said Molly, trying to speak casually. "Husband ' I shouldn't bo surprised " began Mr. Pollock, nnd then turned off his sentenco with a cough. "I must say," said Percy hesitatingly, "It does seem odd, Bient not doing anything. Surely ho could gel some kind of a homo billet If ho doesn't want to enlist." "I'm suro Chris has very good reasons. I know he lias, Ilo told me," iald Molly de fiantly "Did he tell you what they wero or only that ho had 'em?" demanded Mr. Pollock, placing his finger tips together In a Judicial manner nnd gazing at her oer tho top of his plnccnez. "Ho tald ho couldn't tell mo what they were." "Hxactly," said Mr. Pollock. "I suppose oven Brent draws tho lino nt admitting to you that ho Is a coward." "Father I" cried Molly sharply. "But It does look queer, you must sea for yourself, Molly," urged Percy. "It's you wo'ro thinking of, your father nnd I. It puts you In such a hateful position nnd you aren't happy about It, you know you aren't, Molly." "Oh, don't nrguo, rercyl" flashed Molly Irritably, Mr. Brent has his own reasons for doing what ho Is doing. I don't know what they arc, but I nm qulto satisfied by his assurance that they nro good enough." "Fiddlesticks I" said her father rudely. "If ho has reasons they aren't good enough, or ho could explain them." "Oh, you don't cither of you understand I" replied Molly, speaking low but very fast nnd with a heightened color In her cheeks. "You aro Just men nnd you want to Judco every ono by yourselves. I don't Judgo nt all. You reason about things, but' I know mem. i iovo Chris. Yes. I do, so therol I don't lovo him for being this or that: I Just lovo him becauso ho's himself, and i-ven If ho were entirely wrong In every thing you say I'd Just go on loving him nil tho more," and Molly went swiftly along tho eranda nnd in nt tho house door. "Dear, dear!" ejaculated Mr. Pollock: "girls aro damn funny things, Percy. Of course, I understand Molly perfectly; she's ?S'SA9!B:Sife?M8"!''1,l'"i'JK''.'''''55a: Idealistic, cared to win Molly, but Mr. Tol lock'a tono was so Intensely confident that he could not help a faint gleam of hops darting Into his mind. "You aro very good, sir thanks awfully, ho said, "but I don't want Molly mado unhappy." "You leave It to mo, my boy," said Mr. rollock; "tact nnd firmness, that's what Is wnntcd, tnct and firmness." Meanwhllo Miriam and Brent wero strolling Idly about tho lawn. "t suppose tho others nro nil In the sitting room," remarked Miriam, glancing toward tho French window . which stood open nt tho farther end of tho cranda from the tea party. nnd responsible, a religious' 'manlao. She was only devoted to her own family, who wero all more or less congenial Idiots, ana sho murdered qulto ruthlessly for their benefit. Trnnslato relations Into terms of country, nnd I think you will find tho same phenomenon In Frauleln Schroedcr. Sho a not a typo of her country, of courso. Ono must not bo unfair enough to think that. It Rlmnlv Is that. tho authorities had tho genius to seo her typo and mako uso of her." "Kit, you positively mako mo go cold down my back. I shall havo horrid visions tonight of frauleln murdering us nil In our beds." A llttlo shudder ran through Miriam, strong ns her nerves wero. Tho Intrigue, far end of tho veranda and Jn through tho French windows of tho sitting room, shut ting them after her with true German precision. lou aro Just men nnd you want to Judgo Ff?t Wit's! & m a wML mm iJm SBSBSBSBSHUJSSSBH T w.- .JBBBHKSBBBBBBBBBBBB 4rLaaSBBB MfMMMNM!llKs$l J .?" " V-fc-A X 1 ?' r 1 Y. ' i-A .. A -- - '- JLLKHH.LLLLLa"Wm.LHaB.LiBLKHLMB& wWXX. TV 'M' t& I ' ) JS I fiTHsflsfe rsCk stfir stf L fe. A I sssElSUUssssssB Ta JHalsK" WF T2-S rvsSBKnSLS IS IfFi Ai'jMMmMUffi---. . -d??iiSiSalasissWlfflSfe?J iJMWiiMiMwfas' "Fraulein is still out, remarked Brent, "busying herself with a sketchbook." my own child; but, upon my word, there aro times when sho almost puzzles mo." "I'm afraid ono thing's clear enough," said Pennlculk a llttlo drearily, "and that is that flho's qulto hopelessly In lovo with Brent and that nothing will get her out of It." lock. "What docs a girl of her ago know about lovo? I havo always been most careful that sho should never know about anything. A pretty llttlo thing it woula bo It I can't lnlluenco my own daughter now. You know, Pennlculk, I ued to hope that you and she " Percy shook hH head. "So did I, but It's no go, sir, .Molly won't look at any ono but Brent. Sho hasn't ever slnoo sho met him. And today she seems to h.iv grown or developed somehow. Don't know how to put It. Hut anyway, I don't .stand an earthly sh,ow, less now than ccr." "You forget my lnlluenco and authority, my boy," said Mr. Pollock henrtily. "i shall Insist on It all being off between her and Brent. This flirtation with Mra. l.ee Is tho last straw, and then, well there is such a thing as catching a person on tho rebound, you know." Tills did not sound at all tho way In which Percy, who was young enough to bo "Frauleln is still out," replied Brent, "busying herself with a skettli book. By tho way, Miriam," ho went on, "as you know, I am llko a woman In that I go much more by Intuition nnd feeling than by reason. I told you that frauleln always seemed to mo tho sinister Bpot In this house. It may bo absurd to you to say it, but I havo a curious feeling that she, and not Sanderson or his mother or tho excit able Fritz, is tho leader hero ; they aro all moro or less fanatics, of course, but Fritz gets well paid for what ho does, and ho la animated chiefly by hatred of tho Ihigllsh. It Is certainly tho object of Mrs. Sander hon's life, to which sho has trained Charles up but with fraulein It's moro than that It's her religion, her passion." "Sho seems so normal." observed Miriam "That's becauso of her Iron self-control," replied Brent. "But I should not bo tur prlhed if alio turned out to bo tho typo of religious manlao which Is qulto the most dangerous and ruthless thing In the woild. Do you remember tho caso of Huphrasio Mercler?" ".So, whoa she?'' asked Miriam "I don't dcho Into such curious subjects as you, you know, Kit" "Sho was a notorious French murderess," replied Brent, "and though perfectly sano PHILADELPHIA'S HALL OF FAME WILL BE BUILT BY THESE tho uncertainty nil about her of which only &ho and Christopher wero nwaro, tho dark ness in which of necessity they wero grop ing, trusting very much to luck all this, though In Its way stimulating, yet every now and then ovcrramn hor win. n nm. elenco of disaster. And now this cold, matter-of-fact talk about criminal types added to her senso of discomfort Sho glanced up again at Brent, nnd ho gavo nn almost Impcrceptlblo but reassuring wink of his eyelid. ( "Don't you worry anj'." ho advised; uo ro going to como out on top all right." "It seems to mo sometimes." r.iM Miring hesitatingly, "that you trust too much to Intuition and to luck. Wouldn't It bo better Just to havo the wholo household arrested now? Wo'o got enough evidence." "Xot on your life," said Brent "You for get about Uzz. He's got to bo settled with, too, and I don't mean to miss him It I can help It" Frauleln was coming up through the gar den, a llttlo rusty blown figure, tho black silk bag, In which she kept her knitting and other things, tucked tinder one aim, tho In evitable umbrella under tho other. She looked very Insignificant, very quiet, very placid. Sho nodded In her ilrv llttin -, . tho assembled company as sho went to the In tho sitting room Jlrs. Sanderson was awaiting with outward composuro frau leln'a return and tho telegram from her son. Sho had not turned on tho light though tho room, owing to tho slope of the veranda roof outsldo, was already too dim for her to seo to read, as her sight was noi good. But llko every other woman In tho household sho was knitting a comforter for Charles. "Ah, you finished soon, Lulse," sho said as tho llttlo brown flguro stepped Into tho room. "Havo you cot what you wanted?" "Yes, I havo been most lucky," replied frauleln, looking down nt her bag. "The light was good, all tho English wero nt their tea, tho cliffs woro deserted; but one-half hour and my drawings wero completo. Kvcry detail of tho harbor defenses." "I eon,gratulato you," eald Mrs. Sander son cordially. "Dank dlr, melno kamcradln." "Sshl" cautioned Mrs. Sanderson, "wo must still bo careful." Tho llttlo frauleln shrugged her shoulders. "Ach!" sho said, "tho English havo no cars, how thon should their walls havo them? I saw all your English at their tea. Had I brought tho news that our admiral had landed on their shores, they would still havo demanded a second cup before nsklng whero ho had landed," Sho began to paco quickly up nnd down tho room, her eyes, usually so mild, gleaming from behind their gold-rlmmed spectacles, her full brown skirts swinging with tho energy of her movements. "They nro fools, thoso Eng lish," sho went on. "Fools nnd tho sons of fools. They dwell In their fool's paradise, and bitter shall bo their nwakenlng, for It Is Into our hands that tho Lqrd has delivered them." "It Is good that wo havo been ablo to tako n part In tho great work for tho Fatherland," replied Mrs. Sanderson with deep sincerity but less vchemenco than frauleln. "And a great part," cried frauleln ecstat ically. "Havo you news from Charles yet?" "Xot yet. I expect a telegram from him any moment," "And tho spy. tho traitor? nas Fritz dis covered anything?" "I will ring and ask him," said Mrs. San- dei son, crossing to tho bell. "Ilo did sus pect Pollock, I know, an unlikely person It seems to rac, but Charles said something about Brent which seems to mo moro un likely still." "Ach, Brent, ho seems nn Idiot and a coward. Even his own peoplo dcsplso him. All tho same," replied fraulein, "wo must suspect every ono nt present and I havo a cutloua feeling about Brent It seems to mo almost at times as though something In mo recognized something In him, and I say to myself, 'Young man, nro you qulto such a fool as you look?" And then I test him with something and watch him care fully, and lo 1 ho is even a worse fool than ho looks. And slnco I prefer trusting to reason rather than to feelings which aro qulto Irrational, I havo como to tho conclu sion that my reason Is probably right and that ho Js a fool. But all tho samo ono must bo careful. Ach, hero Is Fritz." "Aro they still at tea, Fritz?" asked Mrs. Sanderson. "They aro at last finishing," replied Fritz. "I have Just taken them of toast tho fourth time. Oh, dat it might shoko dem In do droat !" "Business, business," said frauleln tartly. "Havo you discovered anything yet?" "Nodlngs for sure, but I havo mine eyes fixed tfpon ono man." "Ah, Brent?" asked frauleln quickly. "So, Mistalr Pollock, it Is always Mlstair Pollock I suspect I lcavo him by himself not ever. I keep on thlnvin. . talk on that telephone about n'. xou oo wo l to watch hi i, '"n"9si fraule.it wa cuKu. how 'J 5fl ead In the presence of Mrs R,,took tSl that lady'a own drawing room1r80, l I do not know that Jlr Pr,rrtl0BAl is no" man Sr'&K'J ?ffi dlatcly you find out?M mtfM "What about tho plan of thT V'M that Mr. Charles gave you?" i , derson. "linn i .-. uf BaI- Mrs. r.. Fritz waved bin .. ... S Mtlo gesture. "All Is ready Tnlh' map rolled up, it ls only to uB u hv t& leg of my last, my mosf nen m, '. .ru , ' men no will flv fnnf 77-""" Pira, ; straight to hi, bdovS'SrJ?!" -th tr2f Sanirurn1,' " -U Mr.ll "It ls necessary that 1 m.i. . 4M SEE nheCmV "P'a'nc-l ? aulom'? 41 inals aro for tho pleasure nf n..?-9 "'tl you understand, thev nr. . ? ' f. n? Wendi.il tracings aro but nn outMno with U 1 L "'? values, "ft"'" fott, ", .. , """ ialcr. but now" as th "".! of voices was heard .irni.-"'"9 oum eranda "tho Phlii,Vi";? ":arer a!on Fritz went out wh I o""!! opened tho French wind. ?.J.S?n?Mnl Pleasant smllo asked every m. t-ll"1 h .." "'" 4Uia B1U With nn nnU v " dlnarlly llko that f T," ? "'? eraor, n rami yard. n0 wa3 f0n" ". , K'"s awM Jl and Pennlculk, the former 2ib Sr 4 and twirling his oyegless "nr fooIlslllr Ci 1 say," ho called out to Mrs tr,.,,, ki "Pennlculk has brought TtSS What..d you think? Those "faSE" "!1 irom tie worth nro coming through V. , M 1 -Vico llttlo surprlso for the S ' la,t-H Hullo! What tho devil's Jhatr '" ehTfi mac was mo crash of n. i,t.. . j! which Fritz had Just been carry,'" 3H tho veranda ns ii vin..., .r' "''"B MoniJ ,,nn?rClCRS b,CBsar'" sald " Pollock ;1 dont know what's como over him I'm ., lM seems n i.n hi..i..-i ' " ,,lln J m suni'si Well, It's great nowVsn't" It. Jlrs fJr4 Enn? r ,...! L '.' alTa- Sander.! --... ..uuuur juur Bon uian t sav 9n. ts thing about It this morning." y Ml'i "A servant of tho Admiralty " r,m. 1 . Mrs. sr.n.i.n.nn -i,.. . .''"l . remarked. . . ..UIUU UiillllV. IS tlrt -... .. . .Kf hi-mXr!" SCCrCt3 f h,S C0Untf M 1, ',, r . lu " lienl aric, of cours4l said I'enn cu k. "t h.n.i if i A.rT""-. authority but I can't tell who I roti? 1 l.B Kouig 10 uo a nttlo surprise packet VI for thn fifrmnna ivn hno ..... 7 V 1M about It. They've got their beas lv i" 7JM over tho placo. O, I bee pardon v,uAl lcln Schroedcr." " tt .., , " . ,', pennlculk." protested frauleln, -It Is not kind of you always to forget that h "My nunt at Leamington will be awfull f pieaseu," commented Brent rh.w.,nJ . "Thousands of them, Pennlculk says" iS "I expect Charles will bo ablo to tell m SI .... ...,u. u ,,(;,, llo tumes aown, as It's U already got out," said Mrs. Sanderson, ! inai is, ir nos anio to get down. He's .35 kH t going to wlro me." "By tho way," went on Pennlculk, "wdj S a Joke. I havo got to go on guard on Uia m cure path tonight, just at tho bottom of the garden here." . t "Dear mo, that seems most extraordinary wasto of time." said Pollock: "what Kl earth Is thcro for you to guard on the cliff 3M "Heaven alono knows," replied the ln-K-fl genuous pennlculk, "I don't. But If ywfSi mioum icei iiko sirouing along tho top off ...w ....& u.ti.. .v.4, JUUl ejea ujjcii aua(. uo rcauy 10 answer ir l cnallengo you." 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