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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
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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
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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.
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"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
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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.
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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
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already got out," said Mrs. Sanderson, !
inai is, ir nos anio to get down. He's
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"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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