The Adventures of Kathlyn

"I guess you've got me," admitted the conductor. "But where the

dickens will we put the cat? Every car is closed and locked, and there

is not an empty."

"You can easily get the lion in the caboose. I'll see that he doesn't

bother any one."

"Lions in the caboose is a new one on me. Well, you know your dad's

business better than I do. Look alive, boys, and get that angora

aboard. This is Miss Hare herself, and she'll take charge."

"Kit, Kit!"

"Winnie!"

"Oh, I'll be brave. I've just got to be. But I've never been left

alone before."

The two girls embraced, and Winnie went sobbing back to the maid who

waited on the platform.

What happened in that particular caboose has long since been newspaper

history. The crew will go on telling it till it becomes as fabulous as

one of Sindbad's yarns. How the lion escaped, how the fearless young

woman captured it alone, unaided, may be found in the files of all

metropolitan newspapers. Of the brown man who was found hiding in the

coat closet of the caboose nothing was said. But the sight of him

dismayed Kathlyn as no lion could have done. Any-dark skinned person

was now a subtle menace. And when, later, she saw peering into the

port-hole of her stateroom, dismay became terror.

Who was this man?