Pulp Fiction, 1916 · page 5 of 228
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Registered in the United States Patent Office Vol. 11 Wo. 5 Dhe SECRET OF Caprice A COMPLETE NOVEL 6y HENRY M.NEELY CHAPTER I THE GLEAM IN THE SEA 5 N LESS than an-hour after the first news arrived, all of the Wk gaiety of the Summer colony at —~ Sea View was hushed. Men met in little knots on the hotel verandas and discussed it in subdued voices, puffing so- berly and solemnly at their cigars; matrons and fluffily dressed girls, to whom the pres- ence of the officers of the fleet had been an unexpected blessing in the boredom of the resort’s social routine, gathered in the ro- tundas and corridors and writing-rooms and sobbed openly in their horror at the sudden tragedy. Only two nights before Liietenadt Arm- strong had laughed and chatted and flirted and danced at the ball given in honor of the officers, and jolly little Ensign Holtz, with his big, languid eyes, and his soft, Southern drawl, had made more than one girl dream of the romance in the lot of a navy officer’s wife. And now, Lieutenant Armstrong and Ensign Holtz, with their crew of brave men, were gone—horribly, shockingly, tragically gone. Across the inlet, where the two big aero- plane tents of Ward Fenton were pitched, the news stirred up definite action even be- fore it reached the hotels and cottages. For it was to these tents that it was first taken from the open ocean around the sandy end of Long Point. ' At nine o’clock in the morning the high- powered barge of the flagship thundered up the inlet, only her sleek stem showing ahead of the great sheets of spray that she threw out on each side of her as she raced in at full speed. Loungers on the steamer wharf at Sea View heard the reverberation of the huge cylinders, saw the white gleam that came from her tumbling cataracts of foam, and crowded to the bulkheads to await her coming. But she did not put into Sea View. In- stead she made for the float moored off Fenton’s aeroplane tents, and a uniformed officer leaped ashore even before the men could get»a line fast. The officer hurried up to the first tent, where Fenton’s Copyright, 1916, by The Ridgway Company in the United States and Great Britain. All rights reserved. 3 Eomicboo ‘S i ahs : eee —.. wt ~ 2, Se Ae A em. Fr 7 2, = so Pw! ~* ’