Curlie Carson Listens In

he girl and her escort were silent for som

er's-Brightwood, did you say h

s up from the ocean and lights

es

of it. He wanted to take me for a

d call a daring chap, re

ut-but how do you k

y duty t

ing at the estate they found Gladys' f

ys Vincent has been seen there within the last twenty-four hours. What that can mean I haven

ur son home. Indeed, I shall go anyway; have already arranged transportation, in fa

older man's face expressed his

sion for the

h my permiss

back with a warra

for a moment as if to discove

aid slowly, "do y

re, one of the richest

at I could crush yo

the United States government, the government which has made it possible for you to gain your wealth. Her la

said seizing Curlie's hand in a viselike grip. "You have the power of the law behind you; you ne

t it is my belief that your son and his chum, Alfred Brightwood, are considering a very perilous seaplane journey. Indeed, they may even at this mome

I have never known his equal. Time and again I have attempted to persuade Vincent to give up associati

ence. When he spoke he was again t

in the mouth of the river at Landensport. The captain and engineer are on board. You will need no further crew. She is the fastest private en

ill wire instructions to the captain of the yacht. I

to be the nature of this new adventure, he could wait scarcely long enough to buy t

Curlie kept an eye out of the window. Once he caught sight of a slight girlish fi

the diner for his evening lunch. What then was his surprise, on enteri

him to a seat

e me for a fellow-passeng

shook h

written out. Father thought you should have it, so he sent me with it. I arrived just in time and decided all at once that I ou

mself, "he's her brothe

re the strangely determined look which was so like her

ssed over a roll of paper. "Order your dinner; we wi

," was Curlie's mental comment. "I don't like her following me

tempted to wire her father to call her back. Since he did not know, he ordered meat-pie, French fried potatoes, Eng

r the paper. The hand trembled a trifle. Truth was, he was more eager than he was willin

s this photograph a reproduction of the map that had looked so much like it, the

of this map had belonged to an English lord something like a hundred ye

ery, very old Spanish and for that reason he might not have understood every word of

," said Curlie, un

the way the girl said this which led Curlie to guess that she might know who was in possession of the ori

the title to himself. Beneath t

hore on an unknown island in the midst of the great sea; an

e translation was the same as that he had read

!" he told himself

watched him eagerly. She was bot

hands. "I think it's great! And to think that my

d it all," C

. Read it all