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Show " i4 itIHtH it tit I KATHARINE'S DISCOVERY : . ! '.' ' j Dy LOUISE OLIVER. yjnTfTiifini-n-fnifTiif' Katharine, young, pretty and Impressionable, Impres-sionable, exclaimed oxcltely: "Mother, you ought to read this account of the way tho Jowola were stolon at tho Ter-rlcott Ter-rlcott dinner tho ono they gavo for Don Pedro Savolll. Tho thief, It seems, got -into the houso some way when overyono was in tho dining room and hid In the music room until tho women wom-en camo in. They were alone, having left all tho men at tho table with their cigars. So tho bandit stepped from bo-hind bo-hind a curtain, flourished two automatics, auto-matics, and tho ladies laid their Jowels, oven their wedding rings, in a neat lit-tlo lit-tlo pile on a table. Tho bandit-masked, bandit-masked, of courso put them into hts pocket, stepped out of a French window win-dow on to a balcony, nnd that was tho last of him. When" tho mon camo in, tho women, Jowolless, woro In various stages of collapso. Tho thief made a clean getaway. No duo at all for tho police." Mrs. Kendall lookod impressed. "I'vo always said, Kitty, that It is an ill wind that blows no ono any good. Wasn't it a meroy that our machine broke down on tho way homo from Falroaks in tho aftornoonrso that we were too late to go? Of course, your fathor was dreadfully disappointed. Ho's so anxious for you not'io'mlss an opportunity to"' Katharlno Interrupted .berastilj;.. "Yes, I know, mother, please 'don't say it. Don Podro' likes my looks and because be-cause ho's rich fathor haa sot his heart upon me marrying him." "Well, ho has been a good friend to your fathor, Kitty, getting him such largo holdings in tha Mexican mines that promise so well." Katharine got up rebelllously. "Don't let us talk any more about It, mother. I'm going out for a walk on tha beach." Down by tha water, with tho strong sea broera blowing her hair and tho roar of tha breakers in her aars, Katharine Kath-arine forgot all about tha Spaniard and her mother's words. For the first time that day she was alone, and now she dared to think of a young man recently re-cently arrived at tha hotel whoso namo sho did not oven know. The sky grew cloudy and tha wind blew cold and strong. Around a curve of the beach a sudden blast almost car-Hod car-Hod her off her feet. She would harj turned to go back, but JUBt ahead of her was a man reading in spite of tho threatonod storm. The Bllhoucttc looked famllar. In fact, sho was co.--' tain it was tho very man of whom sho was thinking. Sho changed her mind about going back and .kept on, but bo-fore bo-fore ho had seen her at all, ho dropped tho book and started away in tho opposite oppo-site direction, disappearing between somo rocks along tho shore. Katharlno picked up the book. It was a geographical guide and as tho wind whipped over tho-leavos sho saw tho namo James Sinclair on a vacant pago. ' James Sinclair tho name seemed familiar;' sho had heard it recently. Whero could it havo been? Sho had seen it in print that was itl And then It flashed over hor memory that tho last paragraph of tho ortlclo sho had read her mother about tho Torrl-cott Torrl-cott robbery had cloicd with: "Tho po-llco po-llco suspect James Sinclair, known a3 Fcathorfoot Jim, of having something to do with the affair. So clover Is he in his methods and disguises that he is known as tho Arsone Lupin of America." Amer-ica." At dinner, the young man was in his usual placo and Katharine had a way of knowing that he was handsomer that evening than any man sho nad over seen all without bestowing a singlo glanco in his direction. Tho Spaniard was saying in his slow, halting English: "Yes, Donna Katharlno, I am glad you wero not at tho dinner last night. You would havo lost thoso loyoly pearls that look so wonderful on your nock. And all thoso pretty rings!" 1 "You'ro right it's a good thing!" agreed hor fathor. "With most of my monoy tied up in that now scheme of yours, It might havo been some tlmo bofore Kitty and her mother could got now Jswols." LAter Katharine wandered toward the music room alono. Hor thoughts were still busy with her discovery. She heard no footfall on the thick oriental rug In the corridor, and she wam aoioniBnoa wnon a man suited his .step to hors, close behind her'-, ' - "Go right on, please' he saldeven-ly, saldeven-ly, "and try not to look surprised.-People surprised.-People must think you know me. Qo some place where we can talk alone." And not until they'wera seated Quite alone did she face him. "Now, Mr. Sinclair, what do you want?" His astonishment was " apparent. Perplexity, then amusement, showed In bis oyes. "I Jim Sinclair! How do you get that?" "From the book you dropped on the beach today." "That wasn't; my book. But, never mind, I'll explain. Miss Kondall, your Spanish friend Is James Sinclair, alias a hundred things. I am Dick Blalsdell, of tho secret sorvlco. My unpleasant duty hero Is to arrost your frlond. I want you to toll your parents, for wo aro taking your Spanish nobleman away tonight. And 1 am going to ask if, aftor this duty is performed, I may rotnrn and 00 prosonted to you nroD-crtv." nroD-crtv." Katharlno was radiant. "I would Do most happy to bo Introduced conventionally." conven-tionally." (Oowrlsht, Vta by McClurs Newspaper |