Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-11-11

pidHiiCO liSli. 1 all llOI uSIc W spy upon YOU.
am not in communication with anyone to
whom your actions are of any interest. Do
you doubt me?"
Her eyes held mine. 1t was not possible for
me to disbelieve her. 81 cannot. I answered
She drew little sigh of relief "And now"
she said, "about yourself. Be as frank with
me as have been with you. Are you really
the legatee of Guests secret?"
You know that he told me certain things
before he died" l answered slowly
Yes; but what are you going to do with
the knowledge? Are you going to be wise
and let fate take its course. or are you going to
NEEDLE in affairs which you know nothing
about. Don't do it, Mr.. Courage!" she ex-
claimeC, with a sudden catch in her voice.
" Leslie Guest was diplomatist and schemer
You have not the training or the disposition
doomed to failure. Don't do It'll" ''
1 turned and looked at her. She was so
much in earnest that her whole expression
was transformed. The mysterious smile which
was so often upon her lips, half superciious,
half hooking, was gone, and with it something
of that elusveness which had so often puzzled
me. Her eyes met mine frankly and plead
lngly. her fingers were upon my arm, and she
was swaying little toward me with the mo-
ton of the boat; so that was tempted almost
beyond measure to take her into my arms and.
with my lips upon hers, promise whatever she
would have had promise. 1t was only a
moment of madness. The memory of other
things came back to me.
1t is very good of you," said slowly, "to
warn me. | know that l am not made of the
stuff that Guest was. 1t is possible that 1
may
% 1t is true, them" she interrupted breath
lessly. You are really meaning to go on
with his schemes?"
You take too much for granted" l an
swered.
oh, don't let us misunderstood one an
otheri" she begged. Tell me why you are
on your way to America! Tell me why you
are on this steamer, of all others!"
Il am going to shoot-out West" 1 said,
land want to know something of your Won
derful country people"
She let her fingers slip from my arm "You
will tell me no more than that?" she muir
INJURED.
81 have nothing more to tell you," | an
swered
Once more she leaned toward me. The wind
was blowing around us; she came closer as
though seeking for the shelter of my body
l could smell the crushed violets, which she
was still wearing at her bosom; her eyes were
soft and bright: her lips were slightly parted
l took her into my arms. She chung to me for
a moment, one long, delicious moment
81 have given it all up" she whispered
"for you! If had told the truth. if I had
told them that you knew, it would have
swear to forget!"
/ held her tightly. Dear Adele" l whis-
pered, you are a woman who understands
Life and death come to all of us; but cow
ard could never deserve your love-you could
never stoop to care for a man who thought of
his life before his honor"
You are pledged" she cried
m 1st do what l can" answered.
She staggered away from me. God help
us bothi" she murmured.
would have caught her to me again, but
Ia cir
A little yapping bark came from the deck at
her feet. Nagaski was leaping up at his mis-
tress. She stopped and picked him up He
showed me his teeth and snarled.
You really must make friends with Ma
gaski, Mr. Courage" she remarked, turning
away. Come, we must go back to the others;
my stepmother will think that / am lost"
To be continued nexr Sunday