10 \K2o(Y)en i)Te*£&v& What Happened to Jane By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER VII Copyright. 1916, Star Company. The June days passed as if on golden wings. The clouds and rain that had been present during the first three days after Ned Sanderson's departure disappeared and the sun shone once more and the air was fresher and sweeter than before the storm. And on Thursday mental sunshine, came to Jane Hardy, for she received a letter from Ned. He wrote that he had been so busy the early part of the week that he had not had time to send her a line, though he had thought of her often. He hoped to be able to run out to Milton occa sionally for a Sunday between now and August. But at all events he was to have a fortnight's vacation during that month, and all of it was to be spent in Mil ton. Would Jane not try to keep nx many days free as she could for that time so that he and she might have drives, walks and talks together? "I am saving every cent I can," he added, "toward vacation fun. I don't mtnd plain living here In the hot old city when'every bit of recreation I do •without here means that I can afford to board at the Milton House and to hire a buggy and an old plug of a horse for drives with you over the Mil ton hills. That prospect keeps me go ing." Jane smiled happily as she read and reread the letter. After all, she mused, there was nobody else like this dear hoy. The more she knew him the bet ter she liked him. She sat in her little room, gazing out over the orchard, and remmebered the first time she had met him, over a year ago, when he had run out to Milton to see what the place was like. A friend in New York had told hifn that it was "a dandy spot" in which to spend a vacation or a day. There was good fishing in the lake and fair board at the little hotel. She recalled how lie had wandered into the church par lor on the evening of a strawberry fes tival, and how she, who, with other girls. was acting as a waitress, had Drought him his strawberries, ice cream and cake. She had thought him good-looking and knew him for a gentleman as soon us her eyes rested on him. He had in troduced himself and asked her to in troduce him to some of her friends. He had added quickly that the min ister of the church he attended in town knew Mr. Evans—as if to assure her that he was a decent sort of a chap. Later he had spoken to Mr. Evans, and the minister had talked pleasantly to him and made lim feel that he would be welcome ■whenever he cared to attend the Dutch Reformed Church. Everybody Had Liked Ned from the First Everybody had liked Edward San derson from the first —all except Au gustus Reeves. The widower had al ways been stiff and offish with the lad. Perhaps. Jane mused now, he was peeved because the girls admired the younger man. 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Hernandez | and Ponto moved forward. So did the Brute. The sudden movement seemed to startle the priest. He looked up ! hastily. He caught sight of the blank face of the Brute. He rose. "Who—what Is that?" he demanded, pointing toward the Brute's blank countenance. "A servant,"' returned Hernandez, "picked up from a shipwreck some three years ago. He had been a long shoreman. He is demented—always so, they told us. He is devoted to us all —particularly to Annette." The priest stared at the Brute and the Brute returned the stare. "The eyes," said the priest, "I never forget eyes. I've seen those eyes somewhere before. ' He tapped his forehead. "Lot me think—when — how—" Finally he shook his head. "It will come to me later," he exclaimed. The priest shook out an old and faded parchment. "This." he ex claimed, "is the graut—the original grant." Hernandez in hie eagerness, seized * corner of the grant. The priest brushed his hand away. "Patience, son," he said, "there can be no delivery until I am satisfied. This charge has been handed down to me." Inez pointed toward a. paper on the table. "There!" she exclaimed, "Ismy photograph—and the letter from the governor of Martinique." Brother Anselmo "picked it up and looked it over. It was Annette's let ter —and it had been vised by the governor of Martinique, and originally it had been attached to tiie photograph of Annette Ilington. Now, however, genuine as the letter was —genuine as ■was the guaranty of the governor of (Martinique—yet the photograph was the counterfeit presentment of Inez Castro. "Ah, yes," he said, comparing the picture with the face of Inez and tak ing advantage of the opportunity to search her very soul, "ah, yes. The identification would seem to be com plete." "Then," said Inez, "I may have the grant?" The priest folded up the papers and returned them to the iron box that had contained them. He rose and smiled. "Nothing in my life have 1 ever done," he said, "without prayer and sleep. This is an Important matter. It requires praying over—sleeping over. tCome on the morrow, daughter, and I shall then make delivery. Until then —adios." CHAPTER L. Hidden Peril. • "Look," said Hernandez, catching Inez by the wrist, "the party has ar rived." He handed his binoculars to Inez Castro. She looked. "They are Just landing," she said, "it is all up. They will go to the father of the missiou and will make their claim." "What difference does the grant mak'e," she exclaimed, "why take the risk of getting It? Already that old priest suspects something. What I do not know. But he suspects. Why not take the bit in our teeth and make for Lost Island —get there at once? Why not?" Hernandez shook hie head. "We need overy advantage," he said, "If we have evidence within our hands, she I will have none. Without the grant— | without all ihe evidence, we will not be believed. With It we will be taken at our face value. Let us all we can. Let us leave her without proof— she will be help -ss then." Hernandez kicked Ponto with his foot. Ponto sat up rubbing his eyes. "Ponto," said Hernandez, "the party has arrived." "They will go to the mission and spoil it all," said Ponto. "No," returned Hernandez, "thank our lucky stars the mission ie a good I two miles out of the village. They | will first put up at the hotel —later I they will start out for the mission. It Is "then, on tho way there, we must intercept them —you must, Ponto. You i and the Brute. This time he will do ' his duty—or I'll flay his hide. Wake I him up. You have no time to lose." Hernandez was quite right. Annette Ilington, even more eager than had been her enemies, could hardly wait j the moment when she might stand be fore the fathers of the Santa Maria i mission and claim her own. | Ponto woke the Brute with a vicious I application of the whip lash, j "Spare him not, Ponto," said Her- J nandez," if he disobeys this time, cut ! his hide into strips—l give you leave." At a half run Ponto and the Brute I started across the desert, dodging I here and there behind little hillocks 'of sand. Finally the village was cut | off from their sight. "Now we can run," Ponto cried, "make haste." No sooner tad he spoken than his | NEAL OF THE NAVY Miivluir I'lcturra. I SfiHnn'i lirratrat OMT A T Each Wrdnndi} Minle Sorlnl. VULiUiNiAIj md Tbtirnday. HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH foot slippuu ..-.ut uiio the ground . up to his waist. "Help," he cried, "a quicksand— j help." The Brute pulled him back to terra j flrma. But it was not a quicksand, as j j Ponto soon found out. It was a trap j \ ■ —a trap for jaguars. Ponto shivered. Then he replaced ' the dried brush and grass and earth. Nimbly he climbed into one of the overhanging trees. Then he slid down, nodding to himself with satisfaction. "She must pass within a hundred , yards of this place to r.cach the mis- j sion," he exclaimed, "Beast, we wait i here until she comes." Down in the village, at the little old j hotel, Annette ordered out two horses, i "I can't wait," she told her foster mother, Mrs. HaVdin. "There's no use talking to me. I've got to go." Annette started for the mission. Half way there two figures darted out from behind a hillock, and one of them seized her bridle and brought her steed to a standstill. Terror-stricken, Annette saw that the two were Ponto and the Brute —two of the baud of desperadoes whom she feared, i "Drag her off her horse," command ed Ponto of the Brute. The Brute obeyed. Ponto gave the horse a cut i with the whip and the horse ambled off toward town. At his command the Brute carried ; Annette across the desert, totally ob livious to her struggles and outcries. Ponto led the way. stopping from time i to time to make pleasant remarks to ! Annette. ! By this time they had reached the email, damp, dank oasis with its shad ing palms and its little pool of water. ! Ponto led the way Into the very depths iof this inviting green shelter. Then he struck the Brute on the shoulder. "Now set her down," he commanded. "The Brute obeyed. Annette gasped with surprise. She was not bound— she was free, untrammeled. j "What are you going to do with ; me?" queried Annette. "Nothing, senorita," returned Ponto, ; bowing low. j Annette, wary, fearful, looked be ! hind her as though she expected an i attack from the roar. But there was ;no one to be seen. Beyond was the j desert —there seemed to be no hiding : places. | Ponto merely bowed again. "Seno ! rlta," he said, with a leer, "beauty | In distress —ah me!—it touches my j heart always. See. The mission lies ! yonder—behind you. Your path lies there. You are free." Annette turned. Keeping her glance over her shoulder, to be ready for treachery, she slowly proceeded on her way. j Suddenly, without warning, she sank I Into the pit. . . . Ponto laughed in glee. "The stakes I —they are like knives," he cried—they are deadly—they are for jaguars—and little wildcat heiresses—oh, yes—" | With a cry, Annette found herself falling helplessly into the unknown terror underneath. "Help—help—help," she cried. With a bound the Brute was upon her. He darted to the very edge of the pit, and with the surefootedness of an animal crouched there, throwing his entire body forward and catching her by the shoulders just as she dis appeared from sight. He drew her back to terra flrma. No sooner had he done so, however, than Ponto was upon them both, knife in hand, his teeth literally gnashing with rage. He hurled a savage knife-thrust at the Brute—and missed. 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