Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-07-12

cold .roub,e. eh? Well. I expect you're
frett;ns too much. Sir William Dale
viii knock all that nonsense out or your
head when do you see him!
.oh :, said Gaunt, with look of pity
,rhon no was silent. and for few mo-
mems both men stared into the fire.
"Rad news. eh?" he asked, after a
pause. ho~u Won ,ooL Of g
c.nnt There's no more uncertainty
$500 Hes given me few months
aPhew,', said Gaunt. He did not know
what to say So far as his seinsh mlnd
and caIlols nature could form an attach
,nar+ for any one he was attached to this
th;n cvricai invalid. But his mind could
not erasp the thought of death. and he
was unable 10 frame any words OF SYM
.Eor some things I'm glad" said Craw.
shay "In fact. there only one 'hihs
that worries me"
He looked steadily at Gaunt's evil face
and as he did so. strange and wild idea
came into his mind This man was hard
messed for money. He wondered if
,,o,, nu,e me Gaunt?" he asked. abruptly
"oh thot'u be all right" Gaunt re-
n,ied with an uneasy laugh. Its no,
that which Is worrying you, old chap, is
it,
..No it's not that" Crawshay replied
"but look here. Gaunt, you're hard up
l suppose. as usual.
"Shockingly hard up
81 thought SO. My executors may press
YOU for that money You gave me 9
bill. eh?"
.Oh. YES, think So"
THE bill is due. And. of course. you
can't pay the money
mot lust ut once. Crawshay. But my
rents are coming in next month"
"Rents?" said Crawshay, with a laugh
"Oh. YES. of course. But I fancy Cynthia
ia rather an expense, eh?"
Sir Richard Gaunt scowled. A SHARP
reply was on the tip OIL MS tongue. Dut mt
restrained himself.
.'You spend a lot of money on yourself
continued Crawshay. remorselessly; your
estates are mortgaged. You owe"
Look here" exclaimed Gaunt. flercely
you've said enough. Crawshay. l won
stand it, All this is none of your bust
ness"
ION the contrary" Crawshay replied
cit is my business. You owe me money.
"Oh. d-n you and your five hundred
pounds!' cried Gaunt. whats the USE
of money to you now?"
THANK you said Crawshay. coolly
Il am obliged to you for reminding me-
I'm sorry" said Gaunt, In suller
voice. but you drove me to 1t. 70.
shall have your money tomorrow. ~
get 1t from old Joseph's at GU per cent
~ -
money as ! please"
Crawshay lit cigarette and looked
steadily at the white, puffy face.
another drink he asked. quietly
Gaunt held out his glass and his hos
mixed a strong brandy and soda.
cts like this" said Crawshay, w1f
had not resumed his seat. but had takeI
his stand with his back to the fireplace
I'm q very rich man. Gaunt, and Ivs
thought of leaving you some money II
my will But in return you'll have to az
something for me. and something un
pleasant for a nice. gentle fellow like
yourself"
what is n?' asked Gaunt. "One'n d.
a lot for money in these days"
For ten years." said Crawshay, I've
been looking for man and now I've go
to give up the search. I'll leave yot
thirty thousand pounds in my Will u
you'll complete the job.
"Phew!" exclaimed Gaunt. "Thirt!
thousand pounds!'
Eyes, and another five thousand for eX
, penses connected with the search"
You make my mouth water. Well
what's the Job, Crawshay?"
'Ten years ago." said Cfawshay, slow
~, "a man induced my sister to leave hel
home He did not marry her. We know
that much. / have been looking for the
man.
''The blackguard!" cried Gaunt, witt
genuine feeling.
YES" said Crawshay ''he was a black