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s such as are used in developing photographs, and apparently hung there to dry, swinging from strings, the proofs of many negatives. Loyal to her brother, Monica exclaimed indignantly. At the proofs she pointed an accusing finger. "Look!" she whispered. "This is Peabody's darkroom, where he develops the flash-lights he takes of the hieroglyphs! Chester has a right to be furious!" Impulsively she would have pushed past Everett; but with an exclamation he sprang in front of her. "No!" he commanded, "come away!" He had fallen into a sudden panic. His tone spoke of some catastrophe, imminent and overwhelming. Monica followed the direction of his eyes. They were staring in fear at the proofs. The girl leaned forward; and now saw them clearly. Each was a United States Treasury note for five hundred dollars. Around the turn of the tunnel, approaching the vault apparently from another passage, they heard hurrying footsteps; and then, close to them from the vault itself, the voice of Professor Peabody. It was harsh, sharp, peremptory. "Hands up!" it commanded. "Drop that gun!" As though halted by a precipice, the footsteps fell into instant silence. There was a pause, and then the ring of steel upon the stone floor. There was another pause, and Monica heard the voice of her brother. Broken, as though with running, it still retained its level accent, its note of insolence. "So," it said, "I have caught you?" Monica struggled toward the lighted vault, but around her Everett threw his arm. "Come away!" he begged. Monica fought against the terror of something unknown. She could not understand. They had come only to prevent a meeting between her brother and Peabody; and now that they had met, Everett was endeavoring to escape. It was incomprehensible. And the money in the vault, the yellow bills hanging from a cobweb of strings; why should they terrify her; what did they threaten? Dully, and from a distance, Monica heard the voice of Peabody. "No," he answered; "I have caught you! And I've had a hell of a time doing it!" Monica tried to call out, to assure her brother of her presence. But, as though in a nightmare, she could make no sound. Fingers of fear gripped at her throat. To struggle was no longer possible. The voice of Peabody continued: "Six months ago we traced these bills to New Orleans. So we guessed the plant was in Central America. We knew only one man who c
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