The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1902-11-14

"Jeanw
She started violently. Had she heard
IT or only dreamed It? Dreamed that
stlhed, stricken Whisper only one
human being ever called her that, and
1t was twenty years
At that moment the electric light
was switched off, and n curt, incislve
voice came to her out Of the darkness
Don't scream. You needn't be
afraid. / swear not to harm you"
Then Janet Klmbolton realized the
situation. She had dreamed II, Of
course-dreamed that whisper. But
she was no coward. though her bray
cry was of the kind that comes when
life has lost It's SAVIOR, the bravery that
fears nothing because 1t hopes moth
ing.
II am not afraid" she answered,
composedly, and waited.
For n few moments only the faint
tinkle Of gems striking against n pol
ished surface broke the stiffness, for
the man was struggling hard for self
control.
you are n brave woman" he said
at last, with genuine admiration.
81 am not going to take your Jewels"
he went on; "whcn / have gone you
will find that they are all here"
Are they - not worth the taking"
she questioned, with touch of the
humor that never deserted her.
They're worth just about 10000"
he answered quietly. That's not much
10 me. You see" and his voice took
on certain note of pride, 81 am the
man they call Dandy Dick"
"Oh" And little ripple OF laughter
came to him out OF the darkness
"Then | have the honor Of convcrslng
with the most notorious burglar In
Chrlstendom-the man who spirits
away the Jewels of duchcsses-thc
bonds Of stockbrokers-th moncybags
Of banks, and the treasures of
princess"
you have heard OF Carshalton, the
American: the King of Milllonalrcs. as
they call him? Well, I am he"
A sudden horror seized her. Was
she shut up alone with madman, and
not mere burglar, as she had been
supposlng?
"Oh, am not mad" he told her re-
assuringly, his quick intuition dIvln,
ing her thoughts. "When | am sup
posed to be in the Rockies. In Russia,
in Italy, I'm here. or in Paris. or Wen
ma, anywhere there happens to be any
thing worth taking"
"It's dangerous" she hazardcd, Mt
loss what to say In situation so
bizarre.
He laughed joyously.
Dangerous? | live for danger. It's
the sap OF life. If 1t weren't for that.
should be respectable citizen to-
morrow"
She listened, amused, perplcxed,
sorry.
"Of course, | have realized before
this that you are what the world calls
n gentleman. Why, then, do you do
this horrible thlng?"
His face fell. and his voice took on
humber tone.
MAY tell you why?"
yes" she said, edo. 1t is all very
Interesting and It's long while since
1 have been really Interested"
and you're not afrald?" he qucS
toned.
You have given me your word" she
answered with quiet serenity.
Thank you"
In the darkness she could see the
flush that dyed the mans face.
Then she sat down on the cushioned
window seat and ray of moonlight
stealing through crack in the shut
ters fell upon the silver gray OF her
hair. The man came quite close, ana
stood looking down at her. then sud-
denly he bent and touched her arm. \
curious magnetic thrill seemed 10 pass
through her and she leapcd to her feet.
"Who are you?" she demanded. "In
heavens name, who are your
He stepped swiftly back. and con
trolling himself by a supreme effort,
answered I'm a dull and measured mon
otone:
Dandy Dick, burglar. Francis Car
shalton. millionaire"
There was a short silence. then he
began to speak.
WIS uoIu TOO tate. L ought 10
have come into this world 200 years
ago. the world OF Drake and Frobisher
and Raleigh. the world when men lived
and dared, not the world of today.
when they stagnate and exist The
curse Of some bygone ancestor was I'm
my blood. the curse OF rcstlcssness. of
lawlessness, OF untamcd ambition.
From my very babyhood was n rebel.
and rebellion grew on me. | could
never be as others were. could never
bear the shackles and trammels and
the emptiness OF civilized life For
long. long hours | would sit and pom.
der on way out There were things
the exploration of wild AMI savage
lands. for instance. but they were for
the rich. and was poor. So the year:
dragged by and l tried many things
and my lawlessness grew and grew
and then"
"Yesw She leaned forward. forget
full OF the hour. the circumstances. oi
everything but the quiet. monotonou'
voice. with Its ring OF absolute truth
the voice that seemed to be giving hei
kaleidoscope gllmpses Of strong soul
bopelessly hampered; a soul that ha,
lomehow lost its way In time anC