Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-11-22

vour own -ari opinion.
 Again Loder was silent: then lie smiled. You have an oddly ca1're"t perception II times he said. >Hp pose l have had q Iame sort of pride in keeping my name clean. 'nt pride like that iS out of faslfon and I've -ot to float with tle tide IIr laughed short laugh fhat tliilco1r had heard once or twice befoee and, crossing the room. Il" stood beside Lis vis- flor After all he said. what huSi- ness have l with pr.3c. straight ar lame: Have my identity. if you want it. When all dcfrnS"s have i,crn brok.n down one barrier won't save the town. Laughing again. he laid his hand OH the others arm. Gone ' he said, give your orders. l capitu late"
 An hour later the two men passed from Loders bedroom. where the final arrangements had been completed 1 back into the sitting room. Iodcr came first in faultleSS evening dress His hair was carefully brushed the clothes he wore fitted him perfectly To any glance, critical or casual. he was the uan who had mounted the ] stairs ald entered the rooms earlier in the evening. thilcotes manner of walking and poiSe of the head seemed to have descended upon him with Chil- cote's clothes. He came into the room hastily and passed to the desk
 II have no private papers he said, ''so have notbins to lock up Every 1 thing can stand as it is. \ woman named Robins comes ill the mornings to clean up and light the fire: other wise yo, must shift for yourself No body will disturb you. Quiet, dead quiet. is about the one thing you can count on.
 Chilcote, half haltin. in the door way, made an attempt to laugh. Of i the two he was notceably the more embarrassed. In I.oder's well worn, well brushed tweed suit he felt strand ed on his own personality, bereft for the moment of the familiar accessories | that helped to cloak deficiencies and keep the wheel of eonventionality com fOrtahly rolling. He stood unpleasant ly conscious of himself, unable to shape his sensations eNcn in thought. He glanced at the fire. at the table finally at the chair on which he had thrown his overcDat before entering the bedroom. At the sight of the coat his gaze heightened, the aimlessness forsook him, and he gave an exclama- tion of relief.
 By Jove..' he said. T clean for got
 What" Loder looked round.
 ..'rhe rings He crossed to the ccat and thrust his hand into the pocket. "The duplicates arrived only this after noon-the nick of time. eh:' He spoke fast his fingers searching busly 0c i equation of any kind came as d boon,
 Lodcr slowly followed him. and as forward interestcdly.
 "As told you one is the copy of all old signet ring. the other a pla in ban "a plain gold band like wedding ring Chlcotc laughed as he placed i the four rings side by side on his i palm Il could <. ink of nothing else that would he wide aud not oStcnt;i | tionS. ou know how l detcst dis play.
 Loder touched the rings. You have good taste he said Let's see if 1 they serve their purpose" He picked ! them up and carried them to the lamp. ChilcOte followed him. That was i an ugly wound, he said, his curiosity l reawakening as Loder extended his finger How did you come by il :.
 The other smiled. Its d niencuto, ] he said
 'Of bravery:'
 No quite the reverse" He looked again at his hand. then glanced back at Chilcote. No he repeated. with an unusual impulse of confidence. .ii serves 10 remind me that 1 am not eN empt-that have been fooled like other men
 That implies q w0manf
 "Yes" Again I.oder looked it the scar 0n his finger Il seldom recall the thing it's so absolutely past But l rather like 10 remember it tonight. | ather want vou to know that Eve been through the fire. It's q sort of guarall- tee"
 Chilcote made d hasty gesture, but the other interrupted it. "Oh. 1 know you trust me. But you're giving me risky post want you to see that women are out of my line quite out of it."
 But. my dear chap Loder went on without needing. '"This thing happened eight years ago at SautaS.lare" he said, "a little place between Luna and Pistoria--a mere 1 handful uf houses wedged between two hills: regular relic of old Italy crum- | bling away under flowers and sunshine, witb nothing 10 suggest the present