Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-07-29
had surprised her in the fiat But more

had surprised her in the fiat. But more
He glanced swiftly aside at the girl
standing still beneath the chandelier. the
match In one hand burning toward her
finger tips in the other Anisty's revolver.
Their eyes met. and in her the light of
gladness leaped and fell like a living
flame. then died. to be replaced by a look
Of entreaty and prayer SO moving that
his heart in its unseifsh chivalry went
out to her.
Who or what she was. howsoever dam
ming the evidence against her, he would
end at whatever hazard to himself. what
ever cost to his fortunes. Love Is UNI
reasoning and unreasonable even when
unrecognized.
His senses seemed to vibrate with re-
doubled activity. to become abnormally
acute. For the first time he was con-
scious of the imperative clamor Of the
electric bell in O'Hagan's quarters. as
well as of the janitor's rich brogue voic-
Ing his indignation as he opened the base
stantly the cause of the disturbance
dashed upon him.
His strange hold on Anisty relaxed. he
released the man and brows knitted with
stepped back and over to the girl lifting
her hand and gently taking the revolver
from her fingers.
Below o'Hasan was parleying through
the closed door with the late callers.
Maitland could have blessed his hot
headed Irish stupidity for the delay he
was causing.
Already Anisty was on his feet again.
blind with rage and crouching as II ready
to spring. only restrained by the sight of
his own revolver, steady and threatening
in Maitland's hand.
For the least part Of second the young
man hesitated. choosing his way. Then.
resolved. in accents of determination.
4.
to the wall there!" and thrust the weapon
under the burglars nose.
The move gained instant obedience Mr..
Anisty could not reasonably hesitate in
the face Of such odds:
And you," Maitland continued over his
attention from the burglar. Into the al
cove there, at once! And not a word. not
a whisper, not a sound until I call you!"
She gave him one frightened and piteous
~ behind the portieres.
To Anisty again: Turn your pockets
QUIT! commanded Maitland. Quick. you
fool! The police are below; your freedom
depends on your haste"
Anistys hands few to his pockets.
emptying their contents on the floor.
Maitland's eyes sought in vain the shape
Of the canvas bag. But time was too
precious Another moments procrastina-
ton and
THAT will do he said. crisply. without
raising his voice. Now listen to me- At
the end of the hall there you'll find a
trunk closet, from which a window"
Il know"
Naturally you would. Now go!'
Anisty waited for no repetition of the
permission. Whatever the madness OF
Mad Maitland. he was concerned only to
profit by 1t. Never before had the long
arm of the law stretched hungry fingers
so near his collar. He went. springfng
down the hall in long, soundless strides,
vanishing into its shadows.
AS he disappeared Maitland stepped to
the door, raised his revolver and pulled
the trigger twice. The shots detonated
loudly in that confined space. and rang
coincident with the clash and clatter Of
shivered glass. thin cloud of vapor OBJ
scured the doorway, swaying on the hot,
still air. then parted and dissolved. dissi-
pated by the entrance of four men, who.
thrusting the door violently open, strug-
gled into the hallway.
Go be continued tomorPow.)