The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-10-05
CHAPTER xv.-Continued.

Don't you see, / cried, that II
we come forward and say we saw
him in the Rue d'Hollandc. at quar-
ter past twelve--goins into house
there--he couldn't have murdered the
man in that other house. far away.
It all hangs on the time
But you didn't see him go in.' Lisa
contradlcted me.
stared at her. You did. Isn't it
the same thlng?"
NO. not unless / choose to say So.
'And-but you will choose. You
want to save him. OF course"
"Why?''
Because he's innocent. Because
he's your friend"
mo man isY the friend OF any won,
an, II he's in love with another"
"Oh, Lisa. does sophlstry OF that
scrt matter? Does anything mntte,f
except saving him?"
Il don't consider she said. in o
slow. aggravating way. shat Ivor
Lundas has behaved very well toto
our family. But want YOU to I'M
derstand this. Di. If he is to be got
out of this danser--no doubt It's roal
danger-in any such way as you pro-
pose. It's for me to do 1t, not you.
He'll have to owe his gratitude to
me. And there's something else L
can do for him. perhaps-I. and only
I. A thing OF value was stolen from
him. It seems. a thing he was anxious
to get back at any price-even tho
price Of looking for 1t on dead mans
body. We'll. I think I know what that
thing was--I think have It."
What do you meant" I asked, as
ton\shed at her and at her manner
and her words
I'm not going to tell you what I
mean. Only I'm sure OF what I'm say
ing-at least, that the thing is VAL
liable, worth risking a great deal for.
/ found that out this morning, while
you and your aunt were thinking about
hats"
For an instant was completely be-
wildered. Then. suddenly, a strange
idea sprang into my mind:
'.That brocadc, bag you picked UP
in the Rue d'Holldnde last night"
1t was the first time / had thought
of it from that moment to this-thero
had been SO many other things which
seemed more Important.
Lisa looked annoyed. think she
had counted on my not remembering,
or not connecting her hints with the
thing she had found In. the street, and
that she had wanted to tantalize me.
II won't say whether Il mean the
brocade bag or not, and whether, II
I do, that believe S1vor dropped It..
OF WnetneTNsl HeIe WITS st.IiotHct A'.'iii
mixed up In the casc-perhaps the
real murderer. II 7 do decide to tell
what know and what I suspect, 1t
want be to you--unless for very
particular eason--nnd 1t won't be yet
awhile"
In afraid that almost hated her
for moment, sllo seemed so cold, so
calculating and sly. couldn't bear
to think that shc'swas my step-sister,
r1,,t1 f1,y,t I1on ufF a
drop OF the same blood ran In our
veins I'll t7 IN e , s554 Il
IF you choose to keep silent for.
some purpose of Y your own" / broke
out, &"you can't prevent me from tell
ing tho whole story, MS I know3it it
how Il went on th8you. and all that"
IT can't prevent YOU from doing II.
but d can advise you mo- to--fo Ivor's
sake, she I answered. 5. i$34 s$
81 For his sal<e?'' g35i9
|ssit|'.Y es,8 and for your own, too, IL You
care for his opinion Of YOU at all, Tor
|shis sake, because elthers5of us Know
! when he came ont OF Maxine de Rem
/ 2ies house. You would go8aRway,
i though 7 wanted to stay and watch,
4 Ife may not have been there NOR than
/ I'VE minutes for all we can tell to tile
contrary, IN which case he would still
slShpve had time to 60 straight off to
| tho Rue de la File Sauvage and XIII
/ that man, in accordance with the doc
tors statements about tho death. Tor
your cake, because Il hn knows tint
j you tracked him to Maxine de Rnnzle'a
i ho,lsp,4lle won't respect you very much;
and lecnuse lie would probably bo
furious with You, unable to forgive
4 you as long MS he lived, for in1uring
the repntation OF the woman he's
srlsled so mucll TO save He'd believe
ynus did IT. out Of spiteful Jealousy
against her Ss8s ~
s,sSI grew cold a II over, and trenhled
So that could n hard M spe X. M lst
a N Yor5 W oul "A knoW n inca pAble