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Adventure sey ~CROSSLY ceased speaking and tr) stretchedhislonglegstowardthefire. gave you the sensation of being touched, “Did you find out what the stuff _ isn’t it, and that Kozu could have acquired the Japanese used was?” I asked. such perfect control over his muscles?” “No,” he said, “I didn’t. But it wasone ‘ ‘The mysterious East,’ I said. - of the narcotics, probably some subtle re- “The unscrupulous East,” he answered finement of opium. Funny that it should with a shrug. GOLD AT SEA A THREE-PART STORY , CONCLUSION SP Author of “For Tricks that Are Vain,” “For Ways that Are Dark.” SYNOPSIS—After chief engineer Donald McNeil refuses to ship on a blind voyage, though offered a fortune by Judson Haffner, shipping agent, seconded by Captain Dacy, he stops on West Street to watch the loading of the liner Mauresubia, said to carry a cargo of fabulous value. While at the dock he rescues a girl’s purse from two thugs. She rewards him with her name, Mary Morrison, the in ormation that she is to sail for England on the Mauresubia, and a rose. : McNeil treads air for hours. Then he visits a Brooklyn wharf-saloon in answer to a second offer from Dacy. He is shanghaied and awakes aboard the cargo steamer Ormsby, bound, according to Capiain Dacy, for a British man-of-war with supplies. Believing the story, McNeil accepts the chief engineer’s berth. He soon notices queer things. The boat is grossly overmanned by a gang of sea-ruffians, among whom are the notorious Hot-Scoich Henderson, first mate, and Dr. Farley. Discipline is lacking. All hands seem to have a common interest which they carefully keep from McNeil. ~ At night McNeil is held up in his room by Dooin, a little detective from the Department of Justice, a stowaway aboard the Ormsby, who has been hiding in a life-boat. Dooim quickly convinces McNeil that Dacy and his crew are playing some bigger game than mere contraband running. Oakes, the wolf of Wall Street, he says is with Haffner and Dacy in the plot. And he shows the chief engineer that they must work together or they will go over the rail together, once Dacy has succeeded, since dead men’s tongues are still. The British destroyer Wasp is captured by Dacy, while McNeil looks on helpless. The crews change boats and the Ormsby is set adrift, disabled. McNeil takes command in the engine-room, rather than die, Here he has as assistant, a German navy officer, Werner, and he soon learns Dacy’s plan: to capture the Mauresubia, with twelve millions in gold aboard. Dooin is discovered aboard the Wasp. Claiming he was a former officer’s flunkey, he induces Dacy to let him help Turk, the negro cook. take hold of the system with a shock which — Dooin and McNeil, learning that Podd, the wireless-operator, is a cocain fiend, steal the latter’s “dope,” — and plan to force the fellow to send a message by tempting him with secret promises of “‘coke.” The Mauresubia is easily overcome, and the gold transferred to the destroyer. Dacy also brings aboard a girl whom McNeil learns is the Captain’s very dear friend. They meet. It is Mary Morrison. She scorns the chief engineer, believing him a pirate. Later McNeil sees her in Dacy’s arms. XIV LL that night the Wasp ate up the knots in her dash to the southward. Hour after hour the revolution counter in the engine- room told the story—thirty-seven knots and better. All that night I waged a battle with my- self, and lost. Throughout long hours I stood by the throttles and struggled to dam the mysteri- ous and welling flood within me. Through- out longer hours I lay in my darkened room and tried to cow my heart with my reason. For I knew what had happened to me. sy COnniCcoooks (C@ L/L