Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-10-04

used by the mink; but will admit she had
fascination for me, and wherein my teeth are
set there hold: so that l paced the chamber
once or twice, and, Faith says l angriy 81
will make the little cockatrCe sing another tune
afore I've done!
A ND no sooner l to this conclusion
4 than the door at the foot of the room opened,
and in walks an elegant gentleman. The sound
made me turn, and watched him till he into
the light of the candles when l cried out sharply,
for the face was no other than that which had lain
behind the mask in the nocturnal attack. l took
some steps across the and halted by him,
that he might see clearly as l saw him.
Well SIR says l. III make bold to say you
recognize me, - for was amazed and disordered by
his remarkable appearance in that house
the world says he coldly and arranged some nice
points in his sleeves WHO the devil may you be? %
rip MEL says an p the question guest is not
brings you here? But if you want it you shall have
it. My is Ryder"
He paused again before he replied to me, and
merely languor WELL Mr.. Ryder good turn
deserves another; so my name is York, and l am
friend of Sir Philip Caswel
joinder, you may suppose Then l laughed:
'Sblood!" said, its pretty demonstration of
friendship to be for striking your bodkn in some
York's eyebrows lifted at this; but admit he
had fine command of himself, which took my
admiration, toad he He a healthy,
INDEED" says he to me. Why here is news!
Have we Simon Bedam here, MADAME" and he
turned to miss who had entered at that moment
He bowed very low at her, and the color sprang in
her face.
"Mr York; she cried in futtered way.
why you did not look for so late madam
says he pleasantly; but spied lights, and thought
maybe Sir Philip was at his cards and would give
welcome, and the door open. But l find
only" he concluded, with an Indifferent glance at
me; "a Merry, Andrew who talks birthstone and
looks daggers.'
''Sir Philip has been attacked" stammered miss.
THE surgeon has just left him"
IT'S not serious, !trust? says the fellow gravely,
and when she had fa1tered out her negative, CON
streets are abonnable in these days. and the watch
is asleep"
But that was too much for me, and burst forth.
twas the scullion himself! The mask fell from his
face he fought me, and / saw him plain. l
would have you and Sir Philip know what manner
softly, softly! You crow loud" said he, as inn
pudent as ever, smiling softly. Who dye sup
pose; would credit this cock and bull story? pro
fess know none. Would you, madam" he asked
turning suddenly the girl.
She hesitated so little, and showed some
said she think asn ssaf e4ede
such story It's monstrous!" ~
Why miss" said 1, it's true as l o(na
am living man; And as for this rake t&
here, why, will prove it on his skin if >Anr
he denies it, and out l whipped my
iron ready for an onfal: -Zrex4@s
But it seemed that he would not
bulge and smiled Indifferent
And miss too though she showed
color reganed her composure, and says
she firmly, IT'S monstrous! l cannot
believe it. This gentleman is friend
to and Sir Philip. He is terms of intimacy
Lard sir! you surprise to make such rash state
ss Your ed y4u vor the oddsk
pudently This is it, madam" he says. Twas
his eyes, doubt, and the blinking moon. This