d light at the end of the last great American dock-a dock big enough to hold the Leviathan-and thereafte

to America could be convoyed through the submarine zone. This ship on which Ruth Fielding had

the Admiral Pekhard was entirely out of sight of land, and out of sight of every other vessel as well. Therefore ne

der strict naval discipline. They were on watch, turn and turn about, all through t

to be an even sailing vessel in stormy weather. She had been bearing wounded men back to England for months

icers going home; but for the most part the passengers in the first cabin were Red Cross workers, returning commissi

d not exactly place. For instance, there was th

was sallow, pale-lipped, and with a pair of very bright black eyes-snapping eyes, indeed. She wore her clothes as carelessly as she might have

th thought. "And almost as homely

a moment when a friend was appreciated. Ruth did very well with the oysters and soup; and she made out with the fish

e girl of the Red Mill curiousl

e asked shortly, in

ly. "I was hurt. I d

strange woman. "Are you

exact," Rut

ow, then?" and she glanced signif

, and the German Kaiser and his people are attacking France and other countries. And one of the cheerful little tricks thos

coolly. "Then you are

d was not quite responsible. "No. For, if I were really smart, I should h

eemed to feel Ruth's i

glasses with both hands, "I have

ard about it?" Rut

l about the war," sa

le. But there was something about this woman that she found very annoying. She tur

e sought her out in a corner of the saloon where Ruth was listening to the music. The windows of

urser's list," said the curious person

you," returned the girl of the Red

s got so now that one cannot work in peace even in the Latin Quarter of the town. War, war, war! That is all one he

are

clare! even those teachers have closed their ateliers and gone to war. I must

though my acquaintance among artists has been small. Do you ex

ortly. "This war is too unpopular in the United States for more than a certain clas

few pro-Germans whom she had heard talk before Ruth Fielding had left the United States, she ha

, Miss Lentz," Ruth allowed

t w

rstand that even in Washington Square they know we are fighting a war for democracy. You will find your frien

ped Irma Lentz, and she

she is? And has she been in Paris all through the war and has not yet awakened to the se

leasant people and there were so many others who were interesting, to say the least, on board the ship, if a little in

he should. However, being unable to sleep, she rose at dawn and rang for the night stewardess. She had already won this woma

explosion of voices-a sharp, high voice and one deeper and more guttural. But the point that held Ruth

uage on this British ship carrying Americans to

y and there were few persons on deck save the gangs of cleaners. Backed against a backstay, an

aded as well as barefooted, and his coarse shirt was open at the throat displaying a hairy chest

was speaking German in a mos