The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-05-13

Good day, gentlemen. Look litter your.
selves. I fear there Is trouble brewing
somewhere, though 1t won't como through
me. they can't prove anything OF, our
si1c."
Iio went slowly out OF tho room, back
into tho darkness of the pit whence he
caine, to, tho{dark which merclfully hides
such us he from tho gaze OF jewellers
under tho heavens
Only the police Of London know NIL
about these men, and tlioir lmnginatlons
uro not perhaps, strong enough to let
the horror Of contact remain with them.
4. Wien 1!f he had gone, hwelyn sank heav-
Nv Into II chair. Ho covered his facs
with his hands and ,,,oancd. 5
On fool that I was to try anything
OF tho sort r. Missed schuabe. II might
havo known"
What is tho state OF things, really
40 you suppose7" said Llwellyn
Imminent with doom for usI" schuube
answered in d deep and melancholy voice.
1T Is oil clear to me now. Your womuu
was set on to you by these men from
tho first. They are clever men. Michael
Mnnlchoe Is behind them all. She got
thP story. Spence has been sent to verify
ttN lJe has got everything from 1onldes
The government has been told These
things have been going on during the last
few hours. Spehcc has cabled something
Of his news, perhaps not ALL 11e will
BIO back to-day this afternoon Flo will
have left Paris by now, and almost be
nearing Amens. In that train. Llwollyn,
lies Our death-warrant. Nothing can
stop It. They will send the news nll
over tho world tonight. 1t will BIO am
nolinced In London by dinner time, prob
ably
Llwcllyn groaned again. In this SUI
nrelne hour or torture the sensunllst was
nearer collapse than the ascetlc. Ills
life told heavily. He looked up. His
face was grccn-grey save where, here
and there. his fingers had pressed into
and left red marks upon the cheeks.
which had lost their nrmness and begun
to be pendulous and nabby.
What do you think must be the end?"
. llc said
l'''rhe end is here said schunbe.
What matters the form or manner OF
1T? They may bring In q bill and hang
us. they will certainly give us penal
servitudc for life, but probably we shall
he torn in pieces by the mob. There Is
only one thing left
He made an expressive gesture. Llwol-
Ign shuddcred. Il
IAN Is not necessarily at an end" h,
said. II shall make last effort to get
away. l have Btill got the clergyman's
clothes wore when ! went to Jerusalem.
There will be time to get out Of London
before this evening"
"All over the continent and America
you would be known. There Is no get
ting away nowadays. AS for me, I shall
Il go ,,ln IN Ntnnchcgtar
the midday train. There is Just time TO
catch It. And there I shall die before
they can come to me.
e He got up and strobe away out OF the
fiat with set stern face. Never n pass
Ing look did he give to the man he had
enriched and damned forever. Never a
gesture Of farewell.
Already no was as one In the grave.
I.lwellyn, left TO himself In the silent.
richly furnished fat fell Into hysterical
6sobbing. ~
Ills big. body shoot, with the vehe-
meDce OF his unnatural terrorA Ills
means and cries were utterly without
dignity or pathos. He was filled with
tho Immense .self-pity OF tho scnsual!st
It is the added torture which comes
to the evil-llvcr.
In the hour OF blackness. every moment
OF physical qualification or sin adds Its
be borne
This man felt that he was lost. Per-
hnps all hope was not quite dead. Ho
called on all his courage to make last
attempt at escape
H Flo must leave this place Mt once. lie
would 20 first to his house In Upper
Berkeley Street, Lady Llwellyn's house!
His wife.
Something strange and long forgotten
moved within him at that word. what
might not his life have been by her SIDE
a life lived In open honour! What had he
done with, It all? HIS great name, his
fame, we're built up slowly by his long
and brilliant work. Yet all tho time thae
fair edifice was being undermined by
secret workers. The lusts Of the flesh
wcro deep below tho structure. their
hammers were always slowly tapping
and now 1t was all over
He drove up to his own door, unlocked
1t, and went up tho stairs to his own
rooms.
Though he had not been near them
for weeks, he sawwith how keen a pang
OF rcgret-that they were swept and tidy'
ready for his coming at any time.
lie rang the bell
CHAPTER VIII