The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1909-08-30
CHAPTER I.-Continued,

SIlAl LIN ->OAASAhuOu'
He looked at me, as well he
might, in amazement.
Il would ask you," he said, ito
excuse my unceremOniOus en-
trance, but that it seems to have
been providential. You have met
with an accident, l am afraid. AL
low me-"
He helped me to stagger to my
feet, and pushed me gently into an
easy chair. The match burned out,
and he quietly struck another and
looked around the room for can
die or lamp. had neither.
ST am afraid" l said. that I am
out of candles-and oil. l got lit
tie overtired walking here, and my
foot slipped in the dark. Did I
understand that you wished to see
me?"'
Il did," he answered gravely.
my name Is Mostyn Ray-But |
think we had better have some
light. l am going to get one of the
motor lamps"
IF you could call in the morn
Ing" l began desperately, but he
had already opened and closed the
door. | looked around my room,
and I could have sobbed with NOR
tification. The omnibus was lit in
side as well as out. and l knew
very we'll who was there. Already
he was talking with the occupants.
I saw a girl lean forward and listen
to him.
Once more the door was quickly
opened and closed. A man servant
set down the lamp upon my table.
Behind, the girl and Mostyn Ray
were talking.
Get back as quickly as you can,
Richards" she told the man, "and
get the things l told you from Mrs.
Brown. Jean must bring you back
in the motor"
l heard the swish of her skirts
as she came over towards me.
Poor fellow" she murmured.
I'm afraid he is very ill.,"
l made an attempt to rise. She
laid her hand upon my shoulder
and smiled.
please don't move" she said,
land do forgive us for this intru-
| sion. Col. Ray wanted to call and
apologize about this evening. and
| am so glad he did. We are going
to take no end of liberties, but you
must remember that we are neigh
bors, and therefore have privi-
leges."
| heard them rummaging about
in my back room, ana soon heard
the chopping of sticks. Presently
heard the cracking of flames,
and knew that a fire had been lit.
| felt my boots cut from my feet.
| was gently lifted up. Some of my
outer garments were removed. Ev-
cry now and then l heard their
voices. l heard her shocked ex-
clamation as she examined my lard
err. l heard the words starvation"
exhaustion" scarcely applying
them to myself. Then l heard her
call to him softly. She was stand
ing by my bookcase.
do you see this?" she muir
INJURED. Guy Ducaine, Magdalen,
and the college coat of arms. They
must belong to him, for this is his
name"
did not hear his answer, but d.
rectly afterwards a little excTama-
ton escaped him.
by jove, what luck! I have my
flask with me, after all. Is there a
spoon there, Lady Angela?"
She brought him one directly. He
stopped down, and l felt the metal
strike my teeth. The brandy
seemed to set all my blood flowing
once more warmly in my veins.
The heat of the fire, too. was de-
licious.
And then the strangest thing of
all happened. I opened my eyes.
My chair was drawn sideways to
the fire and Immediately facing the
window. The first thing I saw was
this. Pressed against II, peering
into the room. was the white face
of man, an entire stranger to me.