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The Treasure-Train
"I am not by nature a spy, Professor Kennedy, but--well, sometimes one is forced into
something like that." Maude Euston, who had sought out Craig in his laboratory, was a
striking girl, not merely because she was pretty or because her gown was modish.
Perhaps it was her sincerity and artlessness that made her attractive.
She was the daughter of Barry Euston, president of the Continental Express Company,
and one could readily see why, aside from the position her father held, she should be
among the most-sought- after young women in the city.
Miss Euston looked straight into Kennedy's eyes as she added, without waiting for him to
ask a question:
"Yesterday I heard something that has made me think a great deal. You know, we live at
the St. Germaine when we are in town. I've noticed for several months past that the
lobbies are full of strange, foreign-looking people.
"Well, yesterday afternoon I was sitting alone in the tea-room of the hotel, waiting for
some friends. On the other side of a huge palm I heard a couple whispering. I have seen
the woman about the hotel often, though I know that she doesn't live there. The man I
don't remember ever having seen before. They mentioned the name of Granville Barnes,
treasurer of father's company--"
"Is that so?" cut in Kennedy, quickly. "I read the story about him in the papers this
As for myself, I was instantly alive with interest, too.
Granville Barnes had been suddenly stricken while riding in his car in the country, and
the report had it that he was hovering between life and death in the General Hospital. The
chauffeur had been stricken, too, by the same incomprehensible malady, though
apparently not so badly.
How the chauffeur managed to save the car was a miracle, but he brought it to a stop
beside the road, where the two were found gasping, a quarter of an hour later, by a
passing motorist, who rushed them to a doctor, who had them transferred to the hospital
in the city. Neither of them seemed able or willing to throw any light on what had
"Just what was it you overheard?" encouraged Kennedy.
"I heard the man tell the woman," Miss Euston replied, slowly, "that now was the chance-
-when any of the great warring powers would welcome and wink at any blow that might
cripple the other to the slightest degree. I heard him say something about the Continental
Express Company, and that was enough to make me listen, for, you know, father's