Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1893-12-31
CHAPTER XVIII.


q folded document which Kavanagh had
begged him to read. Swiftly ran to
my room and put on the things bad
laid out ready to my hand. At the
head OF the stairs paused TO assure
myself that the way was clear. The
muffled sound OF Mere Lucas voice
humming In the kitchen and OF Taras
reading aloud showed that the doors
were closed. | ran down, noiselessly
opened the street door and perceived
Kavanagh's carriage drawn up by the
pavement before the church. The driver
stood on the curb, and recognized the
man at once.
"You know where to go?" asked as
I stepped in.
"AdelphI terrace, miss, first Of all, "
he replied.
In less than q quarter OF an hour we
reached the terrace. stepped out,
aud pushing open the swing door OF
Grandson chambers entered the hall.
Gordon, who had heard the wheels
OF the brougham, was on the landing
above.
"What Is ftp" lie asked arxlously,
running DOWN 10 meet mo,
l had repeated Kavanagh's ins.ruc-
lions too frequently to forget them. and
l had not overlooked the necessity OF
trapslating the phrases into French TO
avert suspicion.
"Taras went out before dinner and
has not returned. KavaDangh says they
have carried him OF TO Shadwel. He
has gone on In hanson. He sent me
to fetch you. His carriage is outside.
The driver knows where TO take u.s.
my dear girl" be interrupted,
"There is no necessity for YOU TO 60.
Better stay out Of this. There's sure
TO be scrimmage.
1.-THE greater reason for going. /
will go alone rather than be left be-
hind"
"That'll never do. All right, made.
moiselle. Pluck's everything. Walt a
| moment"
Saying this, he ran up stairs, taking
| the steps two at time, rushed to his
rooms, and q minute after came out
with his hat on, an ulster over his arm
aud a stout stick in bis hand. He
banged the door after him, rejoined me,
and slipping his arm through mine to
support me led me down TO the hall.
| The oflicious porter again stepped for
ward as II he had something TO say. but
Gordon brushed past him impatently
and took me to the carriage.
"All right" he called, wedglng him
self in as soon as was seated. and be-
fore the door was closed the carriage
started off.
As Kayanagh had foreseen, there
was no necessity for any pretense on
my part. / shook from head TO foot
with excitement.
cts all right, mademoiselle." said
Gordon cheerfully, slipping my arm
through his and nudginS IL TO bis side.
I'VE shall pull through. You see Kav-
anagh has his wits about him. I'D
back him against all the police Russia
can send over here. He didn't give you
any other information?"
"None. Those words were all he
spoke"
Enough too. Ho warned me last
night. That fellow Rudersdorf was
hanging about Lambeth all yesterday.
But IL seems Taras never left the
house."
ThrustIng his head out OF the window
be called TO the driver:
"You know where you are TO go?'
"All right, sir. We are to fnd the
governor at Ssndy's walk, and II he's
not there we're 10 cross the river TO the
Mariners JOY"
ado Won know all these placeB?"
Ought to, sir. Born Ia Rotherhlthe
aud served four years ia the Thames
police patrOlIing the Pool"
As we penetrated the low lying dis
trict beyond Southwark park the fog
grew thicker. the darkness more In
tense.
"It's to be hoped we shall meet them
on this side OF the river" Gordon OBJ
served, 'ior we snail lnd II difficult 10
cross IN such darkness as this"
made no reply. knowing that IL we
we're TO cross Kaysnagh had provided
the means.
The streets were absolutely empty. 80
that the driver was able 70 rattle along
az q good speed ia spite Of the darkness,
which In the back streets through which
we passed was unrelleyed by any light
save the dull gIsA Of an occasional
There was a resfpus smell OF pine
wood. On one side or the road the light
fell upon stacks Of timber; on the other
ships spars, projecting over the
tarred palings, was thrown Into relief
by the glimmering lamp beyond. We
were running down by the Baltic dock.
The driver shortened bis pace 20 turn a
corner, then pulled up under lamp
that stuck out from high brick wall.
The driver whistled as he sprang
down from the oox. GrAsping his stick.
Gordon opened the door aud stepped
out. crouched back In mycorner Of
the carriage, setting my tseta, holding
nv breath 10 expectation OF the coming
catastrophe. The driver had givsn the
signal. Il only remained for the accom-
plices 20 spring out OF the darkness add
oyerpower Gordon.
But no one appeared. The driver
whistIsd again, looking around him 10
perplexity.
Il don't understsnd II. = BE- ,aid, efte,
waxing : moment for <zne 900 n
Eerss &C.