The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1902-09-02

/ did not answer, but looked at him
in a way that was more effective than
words.
Sorry" ne said apologetically. You
know what mean. But nothing can sat
isfy me until have brought Lucy's muir
derer to book. believe the old man 10
be right. He knew what he was talking
about. We shall have TO settle with
wooching and Kung."
Deep IN my heart / was OF the same
belief. but II the truth must be told had
some OF my fathers horror OF the So
ciety. and i would not have been I'll con-
tent to forget. But that was not to be, as
was presently TO know.
That night my uncle and dned at his
club In st. James street. and afterwaro
We looked In at so called palace Of
pleasure on the north side Of Leicester
square. Perhaps II was rather early days
for music halls. and / ventured TO sug-
gest as much, but Jim (for had already
reached that stage OF intimacy which per-
mitted the use OF the Christian name)
protested that we had supped enough Of
horrors and that IL was sometimes ad-
visable TO forget. He was like that. not
much given to sentimentalisms, and !
have found that II IL not your pulling.
whining man who feels the most. though
he usually commands the most sympathy.
Jim made but q small bubble with HIS ex-
citement but /. who read his face like a
book, could tell by his mouth or the look
OF his eyes how much he felt.
AS usual the Empire was very full that
night. and as we moved about among the
crowd. the lights. the hustle the wen
dressed men, the gaudy women, all MADE
such a complete change that congratu-
lated myself upon coming and my uncle
in insisting upon his wish. Indeed,
wedged In the gay throng. forgot for "a
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and the shadow that hung over me. Kung
was bad dream which I had dispelleo: :
Wooching yellow phantom that had
passed from before my eyes.
But / was not permitted long TO enjoy
this sweet hour Of forgetfulness for as
we left the theater /. looking around as
one will in a crowd, saw a man standing
on the curb. who arrested my thought
even though my eyes swept past him.
Back they came instantly, and ] recog-
nized in a moment Wooching, the man
with the strange eyes.
With a cry j sprang forward. but the
crowd impeded my progress. and after
nearly knocking down two men a third
brought me up with an oath. 1 stam-
mered an apology which. unless my mem
ory fails me- was received with another
unfiattering adjective. But, unheeding
this, / sprang out on to the road and was
Immediately almost run down by q ham
som. the driver of which loaded the AIR
with further contribution of choice bill
lingsgate. But after rushing wildly for a
dOs en- yards or so [ pulled up, ncnplused.
The man was nowhere to be seen.
Here my uncle Joined me. and, laying mis-
hanJ on my arm. he gasped out. What
is it2'
II saw him. he was here a moment
ago"
Her"
''The man with the strange eyes"
Jim ground out an oath.
which way did he go2"
pointed along Coventry street
Il would have had him, too, IL the
crowd had not blocked me-"
You are sure II was he?'
/ was so sure that did not take the
trouble TO be emphatic. even though every
nerve of me was a-thrill with excitement
Then let US follow"
We moved westward among the people
who were now very numerous, owing
chiefly 10 the emptying of the theatres In
the neighborhood. But. though we In
tently peered into each face, we failed to
encounter the object OF our search. Then
we stood for timo at the corner Of the
Pavilion. just where Shaftesbury avenue
empties itself In that ocean Of light and
life which people call Piccadilly circus
the brightest. gayest. saddest spot I'm the
whole world.
III sum a pidct onc iuikit us NtH scar
for the proverbial needle In the bundle OF
hay. as expect TO find an insignificant lit
tie parsonage who had every intention cf
not breaking cover. But stili we stood
watching the people. the bcwidering rush
Of cabs and carriages, the honest citizen
hurrying home TO bed. the young dandy
with the imma culate shirt front and hat
tipped seucily on one side. who is a little
weak at the knee perhaps. but who is
seeing life" don't you know; the gray
haired roue. the dawding vagrant. These.
with the rattling Of vehicles. the laughter
and curses OF men and women, the hoarse
shouts Of the newsboys, make up babel
unapproachabie IN any other capital.
After time, TO the INFINITE risk OF life
and limb. we ventured 10 cross the cir
Gus. Then. eyes open. ears alert we con-
tinued our journey homeward. reaching
our rooms without encounterfng anything
that might be termed suspicious. IL was
with feeling of relief. and yet with n re-
lief which did not dissipate my fears. that
heard the front door close. For the mo-
nent no doubt we were secure. but the
man rose threateningly before the mental
vision. a sign and n symbol which could
not be blotted out.
However. nothing happened that night.
and on the following morning for one
had lost many OF my fears. My uncle
nj n CotalH go ha