Please, that our new paste, Dento, will _stop_ decay of your teeth. Sound teeth are _passports_ to good health and comfort. No good _business_ man can risk ill health. It is _closely_ allied with failure. The teeth if not _watched_ are quickly gone. USE DENTO A genuine, safe, pleasing paste for the teeth, prepared and sold only by the Auer Dental Company, New York. “Stop passports business, closely watched,” repeated Fleck aloud. “That certainly makes sense and fits the facts, too. In the last few days we have drawn the net closely around a gang of supposed Scandinavians who have been busy supplying passports to suspicious-looking travelers. Let’s see the other advertisement.” Excitedly the three of them read it together as Fleck underscored every fourth word. DON’T Forget it is _imperative_ for one and _all_ to use cleansing _agents_ on teeth that _leave_ no bad results. “_Ship_ more of that _wonder_-working paste immediately. _Workers_, employers, wives, all _ready_ to commend it. _Friday’s_ supply gone,” writes a druggist, to whom a big shipment was made last week. USE DENTO A genuine, safe, pleasing paste for the teeth, prepared and sold only by the Auer Dental Company, New York. “Imperative all agents leave ship. Wonder-workers ready Friday,” read Fleck. “That’s surely a message, a warning to Germany’s agents to get off some ship or ships before they are destroyed. You, Miss Strong, have heard old Otto talk about the wonder-workers, whatever they are, being nearly ready. I guess he means bombs—bombs to blow up American transports. This message says they will be ready Friday.” “And to-morrow’s Friday,” said Jane. CHAPTER XIII THE SEALED PACKET “Is this Miss Strong?” Jane, her face blanching, held the receiver in wavering hands for a moment before she could muster courage to answer. She had recognized Frederic Hoff’s voice speaking. What could he want with her now? “It is Miss Strong,” she managed to answer. “This is Frederic Hoff. May I come in for a moment? It is most important.” Again Jane hesitated. Frederic was the last person in the world she felt like seeing just at this moment. Only five minutes before she had arrived home from Chief Fleck’s office. She was under orders to hold herself in readiness to start immediately for the scene of yesterday’s accident. That this trip, unless their plans miscarried, would inevitably result in the exposure and disgrace of both the Hoffs she felt morally certain. To face on friendly terms the man whose downfall she was plotting, the man who only a few hours before had told her that he loved her, seemed a task far beyond her endurance, a situation too tragic for her to cope with.