The diamond drill., 1901-05-18
CHAPTER Nv.

ChAPTER Nv.
The morning sun striking through the
eastern window OF a hotel room shoue
full upon the face OF a woman who lar
sleeping there. She was dressed as for
the street, but her hair was loose and
fell about her shoulders in cleaning.
golden masses. Even in the trying
light upon il her face was beautiful.
Perfectly oval. il possessed combl-
nation of dark shadings rarely found
In blonde types, and the even brows
were as delicate as though penciled
by an artist Upon her cheeks lay long,
dark lashes. Sleeping. she seemed
scarcely more than a girl in age, the
few lines upon her face fading out OF
prominence: and yet there was won-
anliness in her trim. settled figure that
told Of years not otherwise to be sus-
pected
The bell of tower clock near at
hand rang out loudly the hour The
sleeper stirred uneasily. opened her
eyes, and instantly, as full conscious
ness returned, bounded from the bed
10 the floor. In the quick look she
gave to her surroundings terror was
apparent \ moment later she had
pulled the bell-cord and was waiting.
her watch in hand, by the door A ne
gro servant knocked and was admitted.
She did not notice his old-fashioned
and courteous salute.
"Why was | not called for the six
o'clock train?" she began in great agi-
tation.
"We call tree times, ma'am-t'ree
times; an you say all right evy time.
ma'am."
Il answered."
"Yes, maam. An we t'ink, ma'am,
mebby you done change yo' min"
Something like despair came TO her
face.
THE time now?"
mine o'clock ma am. Clock des struck,
ma'am. Gem'man downstairs SEN dis
cyard, ma'am, an say" The gen
tleman in question passed the speaker,
stepping across the threshold
"You may GO" he said, curtly, and
waited until the old servant had re-
tired and closed the door. Then he
turned coolly towards the woman.
"And now, madam, what does this
meant"
raymond"
"Mhy have you left London?" The
woman did not answer. She had cried
the name hysterically and started for
ward; then, suddenly drawing her
hair from her face, she shrank away
from him, her gray eyes distended i'm
terror or the expectation OF violence.
In the presence Of this pantomime. the
mans face lost It's eynicism and stern
ness. He was sunmistakably astonishcd.
"Well," he said, az length, what is ?"
You here!' the exclamation was
but a whisper II thought"
'Why should | not be here2 Didn't
YOU write, requesting me TO GOMEZ
was not In the city yesterday, nor
last night, and have but just received
your foolish letter. Are you mad, in
deed that you come TO this city
that You follow me up In publicl-
Name of Heaven, woman, what Is the
matter with you2"
Not in the city last night Not in
the city! Then--t then" She caught
chnir "Oh, am ill-illl" She seemed
about 70 fall but her companion made
no movement 60 assist her There il
some mistaSel she whispered. "Some
awful mistake!"
what are you talking about2" He
stood looking curiously upon her. She
turned suddenly, ran 10 him, and.
falling upon her knees, claSped her
arms about him, giving way az the
same time TO a paroxysm OF hysteria
that swayed them both with it's vio-
lence. He stopped impatiently. broke
her clasp with a violent effort, and
half pushed, half lifted her into the