Evening star., 1898-08-27

goes and does it. A great genius can do
what he wills l wanted Mr.. Nansittart to
see him, / only wish he had"
Faith begets faith. and is as leven.
Evelyn was interested, and Marie, had she
known it, had already won her victory.
but why said Evelyn, did he let you
come-did he not come himself?"
He is strange, you see, the girl an
swered He does not care about things
only about love and ideas and melodies and
all high things. He is like bird or an
ANGEL cannot describe him.
Evelyn laughed. A musician who in
vented destructive engines of war, and was
like bird an angel. was certainly not
commonplace person, and could only come
from the Latin quarter. She said:
And did he take the trouble to make
model of his invention?
''Yes-he did. | made him promise to do
it, and he did. 1t is at his rooms"
''And can he bring it here?''
Not in his hands. 1t is too big"
us it dangerous? Does it go off ~
Il hope not. 1 don't think so. oh, sup
pose it We're to go off and blow him up"'
Evelyn smiled. This, certainly, seemed
one of the possibilities of the case. But
she said:
"Oh, there is no fear of that. I will tell
you now what you must do You must see
him and tell him to put down in writing an
exact description of his model, and send it
to me, personally, and then you may de-
pend upon me, Marie, to see that 1t shall
come under the eyes of the King himself,
since Mr.. Vansittart is away"
Marie lost in gratitude. turned away her
head and let fall heavy tear:
And meantime went on Evelyn, Just
write down in this little book your name
and address, and in few days l shall send
you a letter, telling you how the affair is
progressing. Write down also in II the
address of your friend, in case we want
him urgently. .
Marie took the pocket book and wrote in
pencil her own address and Armand s. Then
She handed it to Evelyn, who looked at the
\ II 10 sd
started She saw, No. II Rue Pigalle.'
This house, three nights before, had, she
knew, been seized by the police at the bid
ding of Folliet. The next day folliet mad
had a long conference with Vansittart.
Evelyn, therefore now knew OF the great
German organization whose present aim
was to keep Vansttart in Paris for at least
a week AS she saw this address before her
a dark and sin ster suspicion shot like light
ming through her mind. But one glance at
| the meek. unconscious child-face restored
her to calm. For a minute Evelyn ponder
ed in silence. Then she said
We'll, Marie, be of good hope. Good
bye Win you come and see me again? ?
Can you spare the time from-him?''
ITO see you, yes, said Marie. i should
love to be always near you
"Ah, Marie, you happy; you have
him always, but /! You must come, will
you, and comfort me with the story of
your happiness.
Il know know all that you feel" said
Marie" and / pity you from my heart If
he went away / should die, 1 know. But
perhaps, he will be back sooner than you
think. God is kind to-
Those words of Marie'S, perhaps he will
be back sooner than you think, were un-
fortunate. Evelyn remembered them after
ward, and they troubled her. They had
hardly been uttered when the door was
flung hurredly open and a man stood there
in the opening.
.'Darlingr' Evelyns cry rang through
the palace wing. She flew to his bosom.
"a vt hQ nd lat htafh hor,1
aged his forehead. where there was a big
gish wound. He only said:
"Well, you see, they won't let me co.
His right arm was tightly bound and his
side Evelyn was sobbing, sobbing on his
shoulder.
AS for Marie she, with wide eyes, slipped
away unseen. Outside she met some one
who conducted her to an exit from the pal
What had happened to Vansittart was this:
Attended by goodly guard, who had been
warned that there was danger, he reached
the station in safety, entered the special
train with his retinue and Arizona Jim and
started.
Once clear of Paris the circuit to reach
the eastern line commenced Whilst wait
ing momentarily at junction the occu-
pants of the train were startled by vague
bang, sullen roar, like distant thunder.
What 1t was no one could guess. 1t came
muffied, from afar, yet huge Had the Elf
fel tower or the Louvre or Notre Dame
been blown to fragments? All was wonder
ment, vague surmise. The train proceeded
at its former pace.
Two miles beyond Clarendon, sweeping
round a curve, they came upon signal OF
danger-a signal to stop. There ahead be-
tween the rails was man shouting and
gesticulating. bidding them come no farther.
The driver at once put on his brake and
cut Off steam, but in another quarter of a
minute the train was scurrying at random
among hedges, fields and rustic huts When