Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-17
Copyright. 1908. By Doda. Mead and Company,
The Further Adventures Of mysterious
BY E. Philips Oppenheim,

my life I have wanted you. Now I think
that my time has come. Even Souspennier
tell you that danger Is closer at your heels
than you know Of. I can save you, and I
will. But have price, and it must be
paid"
IF refuse?" she asked.
II send for the chief of the police"
She looked him up and down, a meas
ured. merciless survey. He was a TALL big
man. but he seemed to shrink into insig-
nificance.
you are a coward and bully" she said
slowly. You know quite well that am in
nocent OF any knowledge even concerning
Duson's death. But I would sooner meet
my fate. whatever it might be, than suffer
even the touch of your fingers upon my
hand. Your presence Is hateful to me.
Send for your chief Of the police. String
isded.'' ' SO
She left him and swept from the room, a
spot Of color burning in her cheeks. her eyes
lit with fire. The pride of her race had as
serted itself. She felt no longer any fear
She only desired to sever herself at once
and completely from all association with
this man. In the hall she sent for her
maid.
Fetch my cloak and jewel case, Celeste"
she ordered. Il am going across to the
Bristol You can return for the other lug
gage"
But, madam"
do as say at once" Lucille ordered.
The girl hesitated and then obeyed. Luz
ellie found herself suddenly addressed in a
quiet tone by man who had been sitting in
an easy chair half hidden by palm tree
viii you favor me, madam. with mo-
ments conversation"
Lucille turned round She recognized at
once the man with whom she had conversed
upon the steamer. In the quietest form of
evening dress, there was something notice
able In the mans very insigniflcance. He
seemed little out Of his element. Lucille
had sudden inspira ton. The man was a
detective.
What do you wish to say?' she asked,
half doubtfully.
II overheard" he remarked, your order
to your maid She had something to say to
you. but you gave her no opportunity
And you?" she asked. what do you
wish to say?"
Il wish to advise you" he said mot to
leave the hotel"
She looked at hih doubtfully
You cannot understand" she said, why
I wish to leave it. 1 have no alternative"
Nevertheless" he said, II hope that you
will change your mind"
Are you a detective?' she asked alb
ruptly.
Madam Is correctv'
The flush Of color faded from her cheeks.
II presume, them she said that 1 am
under your surveillance"
I'm sense he admitted. 'ft is true"
ION the steamer" she remarked, you
spoke as though your interest in me was
not inimcal''
Nor is it, he answered promptly. you
are Ia d OlIlCulC pOSlIlOn Dut you may IlnO
things not bad as you imagine At pres
ent my advice to you is this: Go upstairs
to your room and stay there
The little man had a compelling manner.
Lucille made her way toward the elevator.
LAS a matter Of fact" she murmured bit
terly. II am not, suppose, permitted to
leave the hotel?'
Madam puts the matter bluntly,' he an
swered; but certainly If you should insist
upon leaving 1t would be my duty to follow
you"
She turned away from him and entered
the elevator. The door of her room was
slightly ajar. and she saw that a waiter
was busy at a small round table. She
looked at him in surprise. He was arrang-
ing places for two.
Who gave you your orders?" she asked.
But 1t was monsieur the man an
swered. with a low bow. Dinner for two"
Monsieur" she repeated. What mon
sieur?'
II am the culprit,'' a familiar voice an
swered from the depths of easy chair,
whose back was to her. II was very hun
cry, apd it occurred to me that under the
circumstances you would probably not have
dined either. 1 hope that you will like what
I have ordered. The plovers' eggs look de-
licious."
She gave little cry OF joy. 1t was Mr.
Sabin.
CTo be continued tomorrow)