The Washington herald., 1908-05-22
CHAPTER xI.

Yandraken left Won Tarsenheim's his
pulses bounding with elatioa He felt a
sense Of victory, a freedom from physical
Limitation. The awful nightmare feel
ing which he had experienced during the.
hypnotic sleep had quite faded.
eco like hell. Stainesl" he cried to his
chauffeur. Get into Hyde Park, and
let her rip.
Round and round the park they went,
while Vandraken planned what he would
do with his newly-acquired freedom from
consequence. The Devil-may-care Club.
That's it, he decided. They have a
meeting tomorrow night. That viii put
Won Tarsenheim TO the test, If anything
can"
Then he went around to Lord Ances-
teTs chambers. He wanted to let him
know that tie operation had come on.
Not finding him In. ne left a note telling
him all about IT, Then he hunted up
Abinger, and told him he wanted TO make
a night OF it, ending up with the Devil
may-care Club.
Abinger suggested that he give a din
ner TO some pals. do a music hall. and
take some OF the fellows on to the club,
and this programme, With a few addi-
tions. was faithfully carried out.
Vandraken looked into the Cosmopolis
Club the following day, hoping to find
Abinger In. AS he put his head into the
smoking-room door Lord Ancestor look
ed up from the paper he was reading.
he gazed intently at Van6raken. search
ing the young mans face to see If he
could notice any change; but barring
slight hardening in the expression OF the
eyes, which might have been imaginary.
he could see no difference.
Hello. Vandrakeny That you? Come
and have drink. I was just going TO
order one
Vandraken came forward rather un-
certainly. He had never been quite at
ease with Lord Ancestor since he had
failed to be magnanimous over the re-
suits of the polo match. He could not
help feeling that II their positions had
been reversed. Ancestor would have been
too chivalrous to abide by the verdict OF
the accident
Thanks. I VIII have a drink" he said.
and sat down in one Of the red-leather
chairs. opposite Lord Ancestor.
Il got your note. Vandraken. Did Won
Tarsenhein do a good job? Are you sat
isfed?"
A waiter interrupted by bringing the
drinks Lord Ancestor had ordered. x
was not the same man vandraken had
week before. That young man had thrown
up his position and started 70 spend the
money He did not see the force OF
working when he had three hundred
pounds. BY the time Il was spent he
would probably be unemployable.
Satisfied" replied Vandraken. Well,
rather. Last night was the Beano at the
Devil-may-care Club It was a record
meeting. Trecorini brought over those
Oriental dancers from Paris-all but their
wardrobes. I think their things must
have been stopped at the custon-house.
Anyway, they didn't bring them TO the
club. That gave the keynote to the pro-
ceedings.
Z can quite imagine it, said Lord An
cester, significantly.
After the previous meeting I felt hor-
rid next day; my head hurt me, my con-
science hurt me-. I felt had been max
ing a beast Of myself. But last night was
a school feast compared to the other one,
and yet to-day 1 feel Ike a divinity stu
dent. Abdul gives you your moneys
worth
Yes" answered his friend, sadly. Il
see he does"
But I'm afraid it's ali off with the
club" continued Vandraken. regretfully.
1T was raided last night-pulled like any
pub. after hours"
Il didn't hear anything about It."
No" answered Vandraken. lowering
his voice, and you won't I squared the
police and detectives"
Squared them?" said Lord Ancestor.
incredulously. "Oh. come. This isn't
New York--this is London. Quite differ
ent"
Quite" said Vandraken. dryly. "I'n
tell you all about 1t. Two Of the detec-
tives had got in disguised as walters. and
they let In the others. Luckily. most OF
the members were still half sober-but
you should have heard the women scream
the ones in masks-when they heard
they were under arrest I saw Il was up
TO me TO do something. so I asked to
see the captain. AS you say. Il was quite
different from New York. Instead Of a
bis, genial Irishman, with a twinkle in
one eye and q wink In the other, q sol
emn-faced chap came up to me. He
might have been a parson except for
his jerky voice I'd been there before