Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-01-01

wheeled contrivance at length with sigh
| that might have been pain.
+ ."Fll go as far the door with you,' he
said. mo, can move myself along. And
l hope that you will come here again; I'll
| let you know when it IS quite convenient.
| Don't forget that 1 may be the indirect
means of bringing you fortune am a
| very old gentleman, my dear; won't you
| give me a kiss? Are you very much or
fended?'
| The girl laughed and blushed as she bent
down and touched Sartoris cheek with her
! lips. A moment later they were gone, and
| Field had emerged from his hiding place.
| He had discovered all that he required, for
| the present, and he decided not to take any
/ further risks The confused pieces of the
| puzzle were beginning to fit together in his
mind, but they were by nc means complete
| yet. Without further adventure the In
spector crept back to the pantry and found
| himself at length in the road. He looked at
the upstairs window whence the Pickering
| signals had come but it was all dark and
| still now, though it was not as yet late.
$50 far, so good" Field muttered to him.
SELF 1T strikes me that that young lady
! Is likely to be of service to me. I'll find out
| who she is and whence she come. And
now to go off to the comedy and see II l
can get in touch with the little actress who
must play her part in more dramas than
one. l wonder If 1 had better see her at
| the theater or follow her to her rooms. I'll
| be guided by circumstances"
1t was not more than half-past 1O when
Field reached the theater. 1t was popular
house for the moment, where the manage
| ment was running kind of triple bill, con-
sisting of one-act musical comedies, each OF
| which contained the particular star artist
Two of the shows were already over, and
| the curtain was about to rise on the third,
when Field reached the stage door. The
inquiry for Miss Adela Vane was met by a
surly request to know what was wanted.
If the inquirer thought that he was gong
| into the theater he was jolly well mistaken.
so you just be off, or I'll call the police,
the crusty doorkeeper said. "One way or
another, I'm pestered out of my life by you
chaps. Oh, you can leave a message or a
bouquet or something of that kind, but it's
long odds it's showed into the dusthole.'
Field smiled he produced his card and
handed it over. The effect of the little
square of shining pasteboard was marked
and instantaneous. The man behind the
bar was at once cringing and ready to do
anything.
I'm sure 1 beg your pardon, sir" he said,
but we are pestered out of our lives from
you few words with Miss Vane, who does
not come on the stage till the third piece.
And from the bottom of my heart, l hope
that there is nothing wrong, for nicer
young lady than Miss Vane-"
There is nothing wrong at ALL Field
fastened to say. "On the whole I've
changed my mind Don't say a word to
Miss Vane about me, it may alarm her.
Give me a program; I'll just slip into the
house and Miss Vane from the stalls.
Thank YOU
Field made his way round to the front of
the house, and presenting his card at the
| box office, desired to have a seat for half
an hour so.
(To be continued tomorrow)