Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-12-16

holm hearing. Then I heard everything.
Do you know tall, elderly lady with dark
eyes and white hair. lady all In SILVER
Beatrice started. Surely Mark was de
scribing the Slave of the Bond, as the gray
lady whom Beatrice had adu,, sn sorseIf
II know her. and I don't know her." the
cir; cried. "She came into the dining room
here before dinner quite by accldent; l
thought she was some adventuress d. rs o."
But her face was too good and pure lor
that. / asked her who she was ana she
said she was the Slave Of the Bono: Is
this a coincidence, or Is there something
deeper beyond? don't know "ha' 10
think -,
something deeper beyond. should i'm
apine" Mark said. BE sure that IN some
way another this gray lady is sra
that she did not know me. o,,
"And SO you came on at once, Mark!
Beatrice asked.
the dinner while 1 was in the theater. My
train was very late, and l could not ossl-
bly, carry out the program that hao ar
| ranged. My next difnculty was 20 &c,
and an intelligent waiter solved that roo-
lem. When Richford followed you had to
| borrow that tray and the rest Of 1t ana DIS
| burse another half sovereign. linen saw
that my old friend Bennington had come to
nv rescue Did you tell him, Beatrice?
| HE saw the message on the wine caro-
and recognized your handwrlting: ,d 6u.
| shall not be able to stay much longer,
Mark Those people may come into tne
drawing-room at any moment. This must
be our last meeting.
Beatrice. What I have to say to your
| father must move him. The idea of your
being the wife of that man-but l Will not
think Of it. Oh. love Will ma way even
Mark would have said more. only there
was the futter of dress in the drawing
! room beyond and the echo or Iaugn
The dinner guests were coming intI I'M
drawing room. With a quick mouon MARI
snatched the girl to his heart and lisset
her passionately.
Good night, darling ne WnlspeL,e eo
Keep up your courage. Who knows VIVA "a
| NAV happen between now and IL O'Clock to
, morrow? And after l have seen you
Another kiss and the lover was gone
, Beatrice lay back in her chair striving t
i, collect her thoughts everything seeme'
to have happened so suddenly and unex
! nc w who were asking smoothly sympatheti
! questions in the hollow insincerity Of tn
] | world.
' "rm no better" Beatrice said. III m
0 aunt is ready I should like to go home
e Ny father win stay and see that you &c
| your bridge all right"
d Beatrice had gone at length with Lad
4 Rashborough, the rest OF the guests ma
| finished their bridge, and the party wa
o breaking up. Mark Ventmore was 'sittin
s Smoking cigarettes, in his bed room, wal
g ing for the chance to see Sir Charles. :.
= was getting very late now, ana all u
guests had long since been In their room
I with his door open Mark could see into Il
y corridor.
lr Then he gave a little whistle Of astonisl
y ment as the door Of Sir Charles sittir
Is room opened and the gray lady, the Slav
n of the Bond Of Silence, came out. 81
l. was dressed just as Mark had seen her b
fore as she walked along; her face W,
IA calm and placid. She came at length to Il
" end of the corridor and disappeared quiet
N and deliberately down the stairs. WI
~ feeling Of curiosity Mark crossed ov
and tried the handle Of Sir Charles doc
To To his great surprise 1t was locked.
For q little time Mark pondered over t
IN problem. As he did so his head fell ba
/ and he slept. 1t was the sound sleep OF I
Of clean mind In the healtny pooys 80 ~
ali when the sleeper came to himself again
ly was broad daylight; the hotel was full
OF life and hustle. With Q sense o. nava