The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-08-20

florists shops n restaurants, or pass
Ing her in carriages. And what of
Flora Gilsey in her morning dress and
garden hat, in a n~ight-hawk Of a Tele-
graph Hill hack, flying through their
midst like a mad woman? They were
the least of her fears. She had forgot
ten them. The only thing that re-
manned to her was the of
Harry and the sblue-eyed Chinaman to-
gether or the. street corner. ?
She had been given a glimpse of that
large scheme that Harry was carrying
forward somewhere out of her sight
such a glimpse as Clara had given her
in the rifing of her room, as Ella had
shown in her hysterical revelation.
Again she felt the threat of these
ominous signs of danger, as a lone
general at a last stand with his troops
clustered at his back sees in front, and
behind, on either side of him, the gilt
tel OF bayonets in the bushes.
She was in the midst of the tangled
traffic of Kearney street. Swimming
lights and crowds were all around her.
She peered forth cautiously upon it.
She saw a ford face, a woman she
knew casually-and there her eyes fast
ened. not for the woman's brilliant
presence, but for what she saw directly
in front of it, thrown into relief upon
Its backgrounds short and shabby
figure, foreign, %equivocal, reticent, the
figure of a blue-eyed Chinaman.
He was standing still while the crowd
flowed past him. This time he was
alone. He seemed to be waiting, yet
not to watch as if he had already
seen what he was expecting and knew
that it must pass his way. 1t was un-
canny, his temperance, at a second
interval of her route, standing as if
he had stood there from the first, pa
tient, expectant, motionless. 1t was
worse h uncanny.
All at once an idea, wild and illogical
enough, jumped up in her mind.
Couldn't this miserable vehicle that
was numbering like a disabled bug move
faster and rattle her on out of reach
of the glare, the publicity, the threat
of discovery, and, above all, of her dis
comforting notion? She thrust her head
far out n addressed the driver.
go as fast as you can, faster! and
Ill give you twice what heNgave you"
The words rang so wildly to her own
ears that she half expected the driver
to peer down like an old bird of prey
from his perch and demand her reason.
But he made no sound or sign. 1t may
have been that in his time he had
heard even wilder requests than hers.
He only sent his whip cracking for
ward to the ears of the lean horse, and
the a began to rattle like a mad
thing.
Flora leaned back with a sigh of re-
lief. The mere sensation of being
borne along at such a rate, the sight
of houses, lamp-posts, even people
here and there, fitting AVA from the
eye, unable to interrupt her course, or
even to glimpse her identity. gave her
a feeling of safety. Now they whirled
the corner and plunged at the
steep rise of a cross street.
Just above, over the crown OF
the hill, she saw the sky, moon
less, blacklist, spattered with stars
} Then against 1t a little fiuttering shape
like a sentinel wisp-the only livins
thing in sight. 1t was incredible, i'm
possible, horrible that he should be
there. in front of her, waiting for her
who had driven so fast-too fast, II
had seemed, for human foot to follow
BY what ~unimaginable route had h'
Travelled? She was ready to believe III
had flown over the housetops. And