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CHAPTER XIV - A TALL SHIP

weaken her ability to think-and lose all chances of action by refusing food. She needed all her wits now -more than ever she had done before. Uppermost in her mind was the question of how to get word to Gerry. (It was wonderful how her thoughts flew to him in her time of need !) But there seemed to be no way of doing this. She had no pen or paper. Her eyes travelled round the large apartment time after time ; and each time they stopped at the fireplace, unrewarded. An electric radiator was burning on the hearth, for the night was very cold. Several times she had thought of setting the place on fire ; but that seemed foolish in case they did not come and open the doors in time to save her. She could see no reason for doing anything to injure herself-yet.
All the same, it was exasperating. Why ! Even the dressing-table requisites were of tortoiseshell.
Then an idea struck her. She had been sitting looking absently at the handkerchief in her hand. It was one of beautiful Maltese lace which her father had given her-one that Gerry had admired only the day previously. Her initials were interwoven into the pattern on the border, in the marvellous way the people of Malta have. If she could only get this to him he would understand. But how ?
It would be about ten o'clock when there came another tap on the door. This time she was really afraid. The man, who now entered, wore a silk hood pulled over his head and hanging lightly over his shoulders. Only the slits for the eyes showed. It gave him a horrible and very terrifying look. Molly felt her pulses racing and all the blood drain from her head. On the little finger of his left hand was the ring she would never forget.
" Please forgive me, Miss Finch," came the man's 'voice.
At its sound Molly was stung back to alertness.

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